Gear Drive

I'm home!

"A little to"

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Bitchy.............

Usa Maru......

In the meantime, that coganeau, do you want to drain the blood?

Shh. Shh. Mm.

"Damn, that knife haha!? I mean, you're not releasing it!? That fish!?

What are you talking about?

There's no way the diner's daughter would waste this kind of ingredient.

"Hey there!

Or when people are struggling, fighting,

I don't know what to catch fish for, you ball-usa.

"No way...... fish, are you eating?

"A little on!

"Look, I knew you weren't murky."

"... you know what I'm talking about...?

Huh... no, you're not wacky like that.

Huh......!?

"Hey to ♡"

"I'm proud of the taste of Cardiff Ichi! Kittila Dining Room '

"... as always, that's a haunting sign"

"Huh!? What are you doing here?

"Anna, a little red-haired wizard says Anne is here..."

"That kid still has a wooden cane..."

"We've got potage for breakfast!

"Maido. What, you got a crush on me?

Of course, my outfit is:

Not if you're a city girl, billboard girl, crowned.

To Mr. Hikiha, because he seems stylish,

Take the hood, he says.

At this hour, the customer is quite frightened.

It's been a long time since I've been home, kind of.

It seemed somewhere else.

Inside the store, I'll probably go in.

To see you, don't be a little nervous, I thought,

Two people were standing in line.

Apparently, I heard voices at the store.

"Antti...... welcome back"

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Kurakuri, and I lost my head, I felt it.

and.

I don't know my stride, Ruru.

It's already 15, and I'm a little embarrassed.

Mother's, in her chest, brought it on.

Me, somehow, for a month, I've been going.

Good luck with that.

"... now. I'm home. Grandma..."

"... Yes, welcome back ~!

"Ah what... the fact that you don't have a daughter at times like this, as a man parent, is complicated! Ha ha!

That's what I'm saying, so even on your father's arm,

Lightly, I hugged him.

"... you, for sure... in the morning"

"Thank you for breakfast."

"Ah...!

My mother, she looked at Mr. Hikiha,

I'm a little wary.

Maybe from the old man the gatekeeper,

Looking for me, about the guy in the robe,

Were you listening?

I'm going to send out a help boat.

"... mother. Well, I know him."

"Oh, yeah?

"Yeah. Mr. Hikiha. Uh... just a little, I've had some escorts (...)"

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Mr. Hikiha, now, talk, match...?

"! What!? Guards mean dangerous?

"Yes! No, I just had it done for once"

"... you're right. We offered you a little while we went from the street to just a short distance away."

"Well, that's inconvenient."

"No! Because she and I are close in age and not strangers..."

Ha... just a little bit, really mixed up.

I was (should be) off the street when

Red High Oak's, though, was a unique individual.

"Oh, thank God! Oh, my God, I didn't know my daughter could know Mr. Beppin like this!

- Dogg!

"Ah-ha-ha?

Ooh... mother's elbow (twisted),

You haven't seen it in a long time...

I stabbed him in the muscle.

"Gohhhh......! Oh, Sora, that's not what Imi was...! I'm just you! You know it!

"Ahhh rah ♡"

"Ha, ha..."

"... you're a good friend of yours, aren't you?

Yeah, yeah, thanks to you...

"... why? Is that rabbit a souvenir or something?

"Oh, that looks delicious."

"─ hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey!!!?"

Gaku Gaku Bull............!!

Ooh... the shake...

"Oh, don't eat this co... because it's tomodachi..."

Usa Maru......

Don't give it to me with my head.

Mr. Hikiha, in that bald black mountain,

They had lunch.

To my father and mother,

"Should I say hello to the neighborhood?

When I heard,

"Tomorrow's the exam, right? You're gonna make a scene."

He told me, so Mr. Hikiha and

I decide to go upstairs to my own room.

Nothing, your room.

I've already seen a lot of things.

The bed or desk, quietly (...), was put out of gear.

Confirm the success of the silent installation.

"Too gently. Probably too concerned"

"?... Are you a fairy again?

"Hey...... can you not say that like a naughty daughter talking to a fantasy fairy?

"Oh, you didn't say that..."

Mr. Hikiha was frightened,

Ask the bed to sit down.

I'm a chair.

"Come on... we've got a lot to talk about..."

"Right...... how far do you talk (...), what do you hide (...), you need to rub it together"

Ha... boy.

So, secret sorority, shall we get started?