"Ooh, ooh. You look very happy. I don't know. My husband was a man."
"... nothing. I'm not imagining anything weird."
"Oh?"
Well, for a moment, what the hell kind of approach is Angelica going to take when she's over eighteen? I don't know what to think.
Will you attack me with my estate wife situ for a moment to suit my taste? With only the apron and the household book together, I wondered if they would sign up for a town hall meeting at night, and I also got the impression that it was nothing more than that.
But one way or the other, Ayako and Phyllia would look better, etc., and I also thought about not lowering it.
But my heart is filled with clean fatherly water, and I can quickly quench the flames of desire.
Kundo has a different mental structure than Kundo, who openly speaks of her desire for high school girls.
I also feel the biggest sexual reason for fundamentally liking women my age, but anyway, I want you not to take a sweet look at my morals.
So put your chest up and say it out.
"I have no desire for children."
Kundo was laughing with his nose. It doesn't look like you believe it.
"Kid, right. Angelica. Ha. Makes you laugh. Even if you're 16 years old enough to get married, where are you? It's got all that good stuff on it."
"85 in D doesn't make it a good reason to treat me like an adult. He's still a puberty girl. What you need is a guardian, not a lover."
"How do you know exactly what the cup size is?
……
It's not my fault. When Ayako and I were physically measuring each other, the conversation got in my ear.
"I can't believe my father is familiar with my daughter's chest, isn't he? See, you've seen it. I knew my husband was on this side."
"This side?
"You're just like me, Uncle JK."
I stare at you because you have such talent.
But Kundo just laughs delightfully and doesn't scare me any less.
He's a hateful, liver-sitting man.
"Nice husband. I don't care how you look at it, it's the eyes of a priori. Everyone gets bumped. Besides, he poisons his teenage daughter to breathe. Isn't that just the ideal yakuza? Why don't you just join our group? I'm sure it's for you."
"You don't solicit me every time something happens."
"It would be obvious. Every industry is understaffed right now."
If we had a husband, I wouldn't be scared. Hey, and Kundo shrugs his shoulder.
"Besides, if my husband's on our team, Angelica might come and see me here. I might see a blonde girl of real age, JK, on a regular basis. Isn't that great?"
"That's what this is all about... there's really nothing you can do."
Or don't show your lower heart in front of your parents, and I want to yell.
"There's nothing I can do about it. Women shine brightest while attending high school. Exactly what he said about eating.... I wonder why JK does that."
"I don't feel that much brand power in high school girls..."
"Are you a pervert? Any man would like a high school girl, wouldn't he? I love high school girls too much. I'm from high school girls."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"My aunt was only seventeen when she gave birth to me. You can cry, Sailor, when you think a mum dressed in sailor clothes put me in her stomach and went to obstetrics and gynaecology, that's all it takes."
"Your JK lover is mixed up with Mazakon..."
"It doesn't matter what the origins are. Anyway, high school girls in uniform are the cutest on earth. That's all I'm trying to claim."
My husband would think so, wouldn't he? and consent is required.
But as a brave man, no, as a single person, you can't snort here.
"You know - that's not how cute high school girls are, that's how cute their uniforms are."
As soon as possible, Kwon Fu's eyes sharpen.
It is a form that can seriously kill people.
You look much angrier than you used to when you cut off my arm here.
I want to say is that okay with your extreme life?
"Wait a minute, sir. You shouldn't be listening to that now.... you may not win a fight, but you have a problem that I can't give up."
"Don't hold out on me for this. Well, listen, school uniforms are luxury items that cost tens of thousands of yen, after a decent designer, right? That's why it's natural for the girl in that bunch to look better than wearing the cheap clothes she chose for her taste. Even if thirty or forty wears a high school uniform, they should look cute. I like the fact that the Alasser woman is dressed in her alma mater uniform. You know what I mean?"
"I have no idea."
Kundo denies it clearly.
"After thirty, that would be 'fossil', not 'woman' though. You're about an archaeologist to be excited about fossils. More than thirty women for me are in line with the Ammonites on display in the museum."
After all, gangs have different things to say. He is an anti-social figure everywhere.
"Apparently, it's not my hobby with you."
"I agree. I didn't think my husband was a pervert who craved more than eighteen."
I missed it, and Kundo exhales.
"I'd love to... If I were in my husband's shoes, I'd let Rio and Angelica live in their room and sleep in the same bed."
"Well, you can't be allowed to imitate such a slut. What are you thinking, you?
"There it is. Wrapped up in a JK futon, spend the night. Sex criminals from all over Japan would be spending a lot of time dreaming about him. If my husband had the qualities of evil, he would have easily achieved it... why are you twitching?
"Nothing. Why don't we just get down to business? I think we're wasting too much time talking."
"You're in a strange hurry, aren't you? Well, sure."
I pull my passport out of Kwon Fu's hand and turn to pieces.
And I just got to a certain page, and my hand stops.
I had predicted it, but the facial picture is pretty bad.
"This woman, she's nineteen-year-old Russian, isn't she?
"Yes."
"It doesn't look anything like Angelica."
Somehow, it looks about twice as wide as Angelica.
"If the police order you to present it, you can insist that you have lost weight since you came to Japan. Diet and makeup don't change people."
"Nah, it's lame..."
"Mostly, I don't know what the difference is in your face if you're of a different race. The outsiders often say that all Japanese look the same. We all look alike in Europe and America. That's what it is. I can't tell the difference between Sophia and Angelica, not around Japan."
"Isn't that too much mess...? I mean, Sophia, this kid."
"Oh. Everything. Sofia is, they say, a common name for young people. It's a name I've known for a long time, but for some reason, it's a boom."
You mean a retro but at the same time a very current name?
Is it a position like "Aoi" or "Sakura" in Japan?
"Well, whatever. Thank you."
Thank you, I pocket my notebook.
I'm done for.
There's no reason to stay longer, and let's just say we're off track.
As I stood up, Kundo raised his voice, "Don't wait."
"What?
Are you telling me you can't just give it to me?
The other person is a person in the back society. I don't know what you're going to demand.
I stand tall.
"Ouch. I'm not going to do anything about it. It's simply old school. My husband is stuck with public safety right now. Wouldn't you?
"... did you even look that up"
"I didn't investigate from mine. They're closing in from the other side."
"What?"
"My husband's background check, I guess."
Does Sugitani know I'm dealing with Yakuza?
... He looks calm and he can't eat.
"Instead of acquiescing in arranging that passport, I've partly lent them a hand, those guys."
"What do you mean?"
"I guess I stepped on it when it motivated my husband better. In short, the identity card is really a national tattoo. Put your chest up and use."
"... let me do that."
It's not a bad story. I want to think so.
In front of me thinking, Kundo is laughing quietly. Kukukukukukukuku, and it was a way of laughing that I could sound in the back of my throat.
"I told you the delicious story rolled in. Well, that's a tangled story. In the future, our group will be allowed freedom within the limits of public security."
"... is that possible"
"But you've been ordered to behave. They say it's forbidden for Uri to be a yak. Ask him anything he asks you to do. The point is, from a zone that can't be covered by the law, you said you could help your husband. Turn away from the country yakuza and work for the national organization. We were born, too."
"You said you were going home to your ancestors."
"Yes."
What brings you home, ancestor? []/(v5r, vi) (uk) (uk) (uk) to say/
"Yakuza did something similar until only a few decades ago. The owner at that time is not the Public Security Investigation Agency, but the police department."
"... you're talking about being adhering to the police?
"It's not adhesive. It's an official request."
Kundo narrows his eyes and speaks.
"This is my father - not even my father - a blood-connected father, as the team leader told me. Not long after the war, Yakuza was a hero. He was a dark police officer. The world was all messed up because of the chaos of defeat. It seems that a large number of young men have not yet pulled out of the battlefield, even as policemen have been mobilized to maintain security. Cops aren't enough. Anyway, whoever it is, the bragging man had to use it from one end to the next. Even if they were an anti-social group, they could have done anything in the country."
"Are you saying that's yakuza?
"Even so. Yakuza is a scoundrel, but you just can't live if the country you live in is completely smashed. You must have worked so desperately for the world. This is why Showa's Japan was so sweet on Yakuza. In old movies, we'd be treated favorably, wouldn't we? Do it, man. You're a ninja."
"Isn't that your wish, it? Are we really talking about what happened?
"Of course."
Think about it, says Kundo.
"It's about Japan that the mafia has such a grand office. Foreign countries have tighter controls, which is why they operate. In famous places, there's an Italian mafia in America. The people who became movies are rare now. They were devastated because the administration took measures seriously. Slightly lived constituents dive underground and are no longer becoming nostalgic"
"If that's true, it's true that Japanese yakuza is a blessing."
"That's a reward for doing your dog. It's been missed, you know. Most of the time, the savings are running out, and they're getting worse every year."
Look, my neutral husband, and Kundo crooked his lips.
"In other words, it's like we Yakuza and Mr. Great were in divorce mediation, and that's how we got back together because of our husband. As long as you're happy, absolutely."
Even if you thank me, I lift my hips in a subtle mood.
I'm busy today. We have to move early.
"I'm going now. I don't need a drop off."
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
When I heard it on my back, I started walking towards Stasta and the entrance.
... nevertheless.
Was it the harvest that Mr. Sugitani turned out to be more competent than I thought?
Feels pretty hand-wound.
Perhaps depending on the negotiations, Angelica will be given permission to stay with better treatment?
Is he someone who can talk to you about various matters, such as Philia's share and the treatment of Ayako, who has grown to two?
Should we keep observing for a while longer?