Having finished flirting with Shina-chan, I left the hotel with a lover connection.
If I imitated JC in gymnastics like this, instant reporting should be social common sense, but now I'm accomplishing complete crime thanks to cover-up magic.
Junior high school students who are falling on the side of the road don't mind eating if they haven't been seen around.
It is like a three-second rule.
……
I wonder what it is.
I don't feel like this is brave thinking at all anymore.
Indeed, I changed my mind based on previous reflections.
You unconsciously made me fall in love with all sorts of women, but you collapsed the party because you were an Elsa string, you natural circus bastard. I wanted to change myself like that, and now I'm openly asking for a harem...
If we get this far to the boulder, isn't it human disqualification......
As I was sprouting on my own, Shinano suddenly stopped.
If you look me in the eye and wonder what it is, you're looking up at me with some kind of cut out look.
"Mr. Neutral."
"What?
"I want to cum"
Damn, junior high is the best.
I fall back and suck on Shinako's lips.
I've been kissing you every five minutes since I started earlier, but all I can say is that growing sexuality is amazing.
My uncle won't have it.
I've always wanted to sip fourteen-year-old squeeze juice like this, but unfortunately there is something called time in this world.
"What are we going to do, Makoto? Where are you going home today?
"... the house is no good. When your father gets back, he'll take you to another weird job anyway."
"I guess. For the time being, the line is to stay in a hotel somewhere far away."
"I like Mr. Neutral's house"
……
I can't help it.
I don't like it, do I?
I don't feel like it, do I?
"But there's a lot of girls in and out of my house."
"Uh... isn't it just people named Rio?
"I guess I missed it."
"Hey, let me think for a second"
I take out my smartphone and start making calls to this watch.
"Hello, Ayako? I'll be home in a little while. So, why don't you make it a multi-eyed one because the guests are coming today? Huh? You know very well. That's right, she's a girl again. I'm sorry, I think it's bad. Okay, okay, why don't we take another bath together next time? Oh, yeah, I love you. So will you take Ange's place?... Oh Ange. Yeah, it is. No, no, no, there's a situation. You want me to h apologize? Hmmm...... think about it. Hmm? Yeah, I love you, too. Oh, will you take Philia's place?
I glimpse Mayuna-chan with a blue face.
If you can only see me now, that's fine.
Anything is too young, and you should be disillusioned with me if you want to think for this girl.
It is the compassion of an old man who dares to imitate what he hates.
But if you still want to follow me...
"Wow, I, I can't beat the other kids!
- Did you fall?
This kid is just like the Angelicas, he seems like the kind of jealous and burning type.
Girl Geracie is really a sword of all blades. For himself and for his surroundings.
"I... don't care if Mr. Neutral has a girlfriend... because I don't mind a mistress... so beside..."
I sneeze Shinano's head and whisper, "She's a good girl."
My conscience kept hurting like a bump, but I felt as accomplished as it was.
I am expected by the state to leave one strong child behind.
Actually, there's no zero chance that the kid who pulled my blood will pass on his skills.
Let's just say it's a good deed to increase the number of Harlem members.
Let's go to my house.
Manipulate the smartphone again and call Kundo.
"It's me. Get out of the car now. You can do that, right?"
Using Yakuza as a private taxi, funny entertainer. I think it's a dangerous relationship, but Makoto turns a blind eye to me and says, "You're making the scary people obey you, too."
I guess it's JC's instinct to admire evil-looking men. That is truly a mystery.
When I finished the call, I tickled Makona's jaw and armpits and killed time.
As for this one, it feels like a kitten, but the message [Masano Suzuki's liking increased by 1000] appeared many times, so they interpreted it differently over there.
Would he have played that way for about thirty minutes?
When I had the feeling that I couldn't even put it on the human wind that I could be a junior high school girl, a black-painted benz appeared as I was given way by the cars around me.
Um, I'm glad it's quick inside.
I unlock the cover-up magic, raise your right hand and convey your position.
He also noticed that Kwon Fu has been ringing his clutches and signaling......
"Hmm?"
If you look closely, behind Benz, there is a looming wagon of galas that sounded music with Dom Dom.
And not one. Two, three, four... It's not the Daimyo queue.
If you look closely, Benz's driver still looks like he's dying, and Kwon Fu is smiling like he's reopened.
"That idiot......"
I mean, this guy says he's been chased around by a half-grey group.
It was a really easy story to understand.
I can't help it, do I get a little slammed?