My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

"...Well, special products are available in every part of Japan. When you become a physical doll in the future...I mean, after you have a body, we will show you the food in every place, OK? "

If you change the former me, you will definitely say this: I will taste every place of you...

Hatsune Miku's eyes were slightly gloomy, knowing that this was his comforting word, the girl singer of Lotte still smiled calmly: "Well, that's it!"

He looked at this cute face of ordinary people, different things were clearly reflected in the eyes of the living fish, and he nodded, his tone of voice said solemnly: "Speaking counts."

"...I always feel that every time Hachiman-kun has this expression, he always makes bad ideas."

"...When did I cheat someone?"

Then I got three pairs of eyes...

Chapter 5 This is the true definition of the Four Youths, OK?

In the Tokyo Comic Exhibition of the previous two years, many legends circulated, and a legend that was talked about by many perverted dead houses who like cute girls with big beeps—this long sentence is fine— -It's the short-lived, so-called wigs and the eight sons of Biqigu.

So as soon as he saw Dahe's expectant eyes and the woman's character, he knew what kind of bad ideas the little tiger would have.

Isn't it just women's clothing!

Isn’t it just going to the street after makeup?

It's not that they have never done it...

Of course, all this is only known by heaven and earth, you know me, and no third person knows.

The concealment is good-everything is for work, for tasks!

So when Gui showed that face and exchanged glances with himself tacitly after seeing a ghost, he knew that this bitch would run from his base camp Edo to Chiba by the end of this week at the latest.

It is estimated to be discussing the feasibility of Aiban Dahe's plan-selling photos of women's clothing...

In the past, it was purely for tasks, and it didn't matter if two people were tortured into books or other things.

Now it seems-this looks like a way to get rich.

The reason why I didn't communicate in this consciousness space was because it only provided divine friendship, and everything else was free of discussion-and there were two girls present, which was not very convenient.

Biqigu doesn't have any psychological barriers to these things. Are they clothes?

As long as not being seen by my sister...

Of course, the main reason is that his pocket money is not too enough to buy some weird things-for sure, books, books, the ladder of human progress!

The two looked at each other concealedly, and then said goodnight to Hatsune, and then retreated.

But what they didn't expect was that Dahe Aiban always felt that there was something hiding from the two thieves, so she made a decision.

It was not a difficult decision for her.

Little Tiger doesn't like people cheating on her, especially those close to her.

………………

"Why should I buy a book? Why should I read a book?"

"Let me tell you that, boy!"

The family next door didn't know if the vocal cords had been radiated by Ultraman. His voice was loud, especially when he was spreading knowledge to his babies.

Damn, it’s not so clean early in the morning...

Hachiman-kun got up early in the morning after cooking and sat on the sofa, still standing tall, watching TV seriously, and talking about real estate in the news.

Not to mention the housing prices in Japan.

His ears moved, and the lords next door continued to roar: "You have read and read a lot. When you get married in the future, you will say:'This woman is gentle and virtuous, beautiful in appearance, full of juice, and the soup tastes, —— Shino famous device too!"

"Cough cough cough--"

Biqigu clutched his chest and coughed, took a deep breath, and shook his head with a smile: "Although this person sounds like a megaphone, he still sounds like a gentle cultural person."

"And if you didn't read, you would just say: Fuck! Good steamed buns!"

Hachiman-kun stood up and went to the kitchen indifferently.

The younger sister is still in the stage of growing up. It is good to sleep a little longer. She is a boy and can bear it.

The young man wearing an apron and holding a spoon is making breakfast. He will boil the boiled porridge for another ten minutes. At that time, he can almost wake up Komachi.

As a traverser, he can only be an honest student obediently, and occasionally behave stupidly with some strange guys. To be honest, he is still slightly unwilling.

"My requirements are not high."

The strange stupid hair moved: "There is a decent house, a stable job, a beautiful and beautiful wife, and a brother who can be born and die for me, with a strong martial arts!"

"This is not too much, right?"

"Of course not too much-Da Lang, it's time to take medicine!"

Yahata wiped his hands and sighed: "Of course, Wu Dalang's special situation has to be ruled out-it seems that a guy has become Wu Dalang, and people really want to get mixed up."

Take off the apron, turn off the fire, and turn on the rice cooker. Inside is today's lunch box.

The brand of this pot is called Broadcasting...

"Yes, Chiba is basically the radio and television pot..."

Adjust the temperature of the wash water and walk out of the kitchen.

"Although life is like being caught by something, and you can enjoy pleasure, but is pleasure really what you want?"

Hachiman-kun, who thinks about his body three times a day, started his own question and answer from early in the morning: "Men and women are different. Even if a man is raped, he will be very happy and comfortable. Especially men in women’s clothing are raped. Will enjoy multiple comforts-yes, whether the perpetrator is a man or a woman."

Pushing open the bedroom door, I saw that my sister's sleeping posture had become neither elegant nor seductive, but rather funny.

There is an inexplicable sadness in the charming little girl...

"You are so sad!"

"Except for occasionally letting you learn to cook some food, basically every day you open your mouth when you eat, and you stretch out your hands when you wear clothes. Do you want to swell, little bastard?"

Biqigu, who endured the huge desire to complain, sat next to her younger sister, and patted her little cheek with some cold hands: "Get up, Komachi!"

"Well……"

There was a shallow moan~groan.