Makona-chan dressed in all kinds of costumes and let her pose in all kinds of ways on the bed.
Now he's wearing gymnastics clothes and bloomers, crawling on all fours and sticking his ass up.
Eating enough to make you want to turn yourself in unintentionally, butt meat sticking out just a little, pants to peek into your face.
Nevertheless, I am this middle school girl, Norinoli.
"Surprise."
What? And Makoto tilts his neck.
"I was so forced to bring him in, and I thought he was gonna cry more. When I put on this strange costume, I was ready to hear my mouth again."
'Cause I'm used to this.
……
"Don't look dark. It doesn't mean I'm used to sex entertainment, cosplay's been around for a long time."
"Oh... is that your father's job? Did Makona-chan get an image video too?
"Yeah. I had a chance to wear all kinds of costumes before I went to work in that system."
You've been working on layers because of your hobbies?
Making her eyes glimpse, Makona laughed like a prank.
"I was still an actress."
Groaning like a solitaire, Ayako slowly woke up and sat triangular on the bed.
"You mean an ex-subsidiary?
"When your father was in a normal movie, he used to star. I wonder if they put on all kinds of costumes."
"Was that the filmmaker, that dad?"
"It was a long time ago. When I was in junior year of elementary school."
Shinachi says that that bastard father was originally a director of art-oriented films.
And Makoto's mother seemed to be a race called Stage Mom, who would do anything to make my son an entertainer.
A couple of unsold filmmakers and stage moms dreamed of making my kid a big actress.
Take many pictures of the work starring Makona-chan - believe in the day when all parents and children will be stars.
"I was too small to be sure, but I kind of knew your father was just making beautiful footage. No one dies, and no woman takes them off. movies like that. Because the lead role was me, I wonder if there were occasional socialist works on themes such as child abuse and abuse"
"... isn't it the opposite of now?"
"Yeah. That's the least expensive type of movie."
That's right. No entertainment makes more sales than noble ones.
Idol's photo album makes more sales than pure literature packed with cosmetic nouns.
Entering the Oricon is not a classic song, but a pop song with a handshake ticket.
We live in a world like that.
"If the couple follow their dreams, naturally, they won't have enough money, will they? Your father's income was unstable, and your mother's support in the part is the limit. So one day, your father decided to make a video of a Junior Idol image of someone he knew."
Is that the prelude to ruin?
I listen to Makoto in silence.
"Your father was shooting girls who were barely the same age as me. I had a drink so I could take a bath after work, and I was stupid for scraps. What got stuck was when image video sales came out.... even bigger profits than all the films your father's ever made combined. Your father's art, your mother, your dreams, my acts, they all put together and lost to the girl naked."
Girl's body is amazing, Makoto laughs glossily.
It's as if you curse yourself. yourself included in the girl, as if she hated it.
"Both your father and mother, then I think I went crazy. I started working on junior idols like Taga came off, and I pushed on more and more radical routes. So when I realized I couldn't go back..."
From the girl's eyes, a large tear spills.
"I don't like your father right now. But the public who broke your father, I hate them more. Why isn't everyone interested in a decent movie? You pay for footage of a kid sleeping half-naked, why?
I gently reached out and wiped my eyes with my fingertips.
"... I'm sorry I let you talk dark"
"There are times when everyone wants to sound weak. I don't care."
"Eh heh. Thanks. Might look like your father when he was a filmmaker."
"... me?
I'm not glad you told me you resemble my father, who sells off my daughter.
"Father, I looked good when I was a director"
"Really? I can't imagine."
"... maybe I want to go home back then"
"-Okay."
Point the camera at the smartphone in front of Makoto.