Saturday afternoon. Time for a date appointment with Junko. True, I wore a blue beret diagonally behind me, a loess t-shirt, a short sleeve jacket with a blue, dark blue and water camouflage pattern and cargo pants with the same camouflage pattern, which I liked for now, and visited the meeting place.
Junko, who had been waiting first at the rendezvous point, was in white as usual.
"Excuse me. I knew I couldn't resist taking off my white coat... I'm so sorry."
"No, did I force you to say it, too? If so, I'm sorry."
I truly apologize back to Junko, who apologizes for looking sorry.
"No, no, no, no. I'm the one dressed like this anytime, anywhere. It's weird. You'll never apologize. [M] But for that matter, I'm going to do the best I can downstairs."
That said and smiling confidently, Junko's outfit underneath her white coat today stood out as a bright white blouse, light-brown shorts that, as usual, her legs looked heavily exposed, and a black, thin tie with painted patterns with several green eyeballed skulls vertically pierced by spears from below and bleeding out of her mouth and eyes.
(I guess it was the tie that worked hard...... That doesn't sound like a compliment, either.)
It is true that even if I touch white clothes, I try not to touch other pure child fashion senses as much as possible. It's hard to tell what dialogue could be a mine.
"Let's go then"
True puts his hands on Junko. I've never invited myself this way, but I've been more passive before, so I thought it was time for me to be this aggressive.
"Yeah."
Junko happily holds his true hand.
In addition to the eccentricity of Junko's outfit, she's a couple of beautiful men and beauties, so it's pretty eye-catching. I truly felt that there was a good chance that they would see me flying from different people.
"Something, we're just walking hand in hand together like this, and I'm happy enough. My face will burn naturally."
Junko said with his face down looking illuminated. Even though I was told that I was doing it, I always smiled and smiled lovingly, so I was a pure child who looked the same as usual, but I truly agreed with the words. Even if I'm just doing this, it's too much.
"I feel the same way. I'm always looking forward to seeing you, and it's most fun when I'm seeing you."
True to mouth your honest feelings straight while I wonder if it's something I won't come up with a more attentive word for.
First of all, as planned, True and Junko headed to a feature show at Euthanasia Civic Stadium...
(This could have been a huge failure...)
The seats are not half filled, but there is no rattling, and quite a few people are coming.
But when it comes to customers, it's all about parents and kids. All children are kindergarten or younger. And about a few special geek old friends.
There are no couples but ourselves. I don't even see a child as old as junior high. I felt like we were floating so hard that I really wanted to go home. Above all, I wonder if I should make Junko feel bad.
Since the start of the feature show, the desire to return in the true reached an even more peak, but when I looked next door, I was heartfelt because I could see Junko shining her expression and obviously enjoying herself. Of course, I have no idea what is fun for me.
"No, it's great to see it in Nama, not in video."
After the show, the truth was saved by the words that Junko uttered to his satisfaction. If Junko is enjoying herself, she also feels like inviting me if I find another event like this.
"But True, you seemed so stuck, and I guess you didn't have to do that to suit me."
(Hmmm... were you spotted...)
Junko had noticed properly that even without a facial expression at the beginning, a tremendous amount of aura wanted to return was released from the truth next door. True to be stuck in words.
"Oops, sorry. True you did your best for me. But I wanted to tell you that I didn't have to."
"No, I'll take you again as many times as I want."
True to speak Australian, for whatever reason, toward the caring pure child. Now it was Junko's turn to have more trouble reacting.
After that, time runs out by entering coffee shops, laddering a few used bookstores and sports chambers at civic centers. As a common hobby, there is a tour of the used bookstore, so the tension between the two increases at the same time. unearth and report and show each other rare books.
Even when Junko escorted me there was an old bookstore tour, but I can't take this off either way. The sports chamberlain was a true total defeat. True to admit that it was the first time we had each other, but that we both excelled in motor nerves together, turned out to wrap our tongues around them with no hands or feet. Even though I used to play batmington and lose, I knew that Junko's motor nerves were a substitute for greatly outweighing myself.
It was just in the evening when I finished touring the entire planned date course.
The truth is we're headed to a certain place as we walk through a residential neighborhood a little out of downtown. At the end of the day there is a place I had decided to come here.
What came was the back door of the promenade, in the park called the Forest of the Euthanasian Admiral. Inside the park is also a dating spot, but it is quiet and unpopular around the back entrance, then across the hill, with views of the city illuminated by the sunset below the hill.
True thought it might be a good place to close a date. Although there was a slight anxiety that it might not suit the strange Junko, as it is a common choice.
"It was fun. No, it wasn't long ago."
"Yeah. I don't feel like I'm even playing yet"
Shoulder to shoulder overlooking an orange-dyed residential neighborhood, Junko and True are delayed by emotion.
"I want to say that next Saturday or Sunday... but I'm leaving Japan next weekend."
"Where are you going for what?
I didn't really know the nature of Junko, and it was true that I didn't really try to touch him, but I asked him unexpectedly.
"875th International Mad Sciences... No, I have a Genetic Engineering Forum in France, so I'm not planning on attending it."
Genetic Engineering Forum I'm going to France, but I got a response that was too unexpected. Regardless of their age of appearance, Junko is still an adult in the contents, and I truly wonder if they also do their job properly.
"I'll be home again next Monday, so I'll go on another date next Saturday and Sunday."
"Now it's Snow Oka's turn to escort me?
"Yeah, that's fine. Alternate escorts."
Joyfully Junko said, holding on to his true hand, he walked out toward the forest of euthanasia general.
True to arrive surprised. In the form of being taken by Junko, go straight into the park from the back entrance.
Shortly after crawling through the unpopular back entrance to the park, Junko draws her true body with unexpected strength to hug her and overlap her lips.
The true brain stops for a moment. I had the perception that I was kissing, but I had no feelings, no emotions. It was so sudden that my head turned white. Even after my lips left, I didn't really remember what my lips felt like.
Rather than that, the feeling of the body temperature of the pure child, embraced and tasted, or the meat with a soft but firm presence, was clearly burned to true memory.
Junko tried to leave, but as if he refused to do so, True can turn his hand around Junko's back and hips and put his strength into it. No - I'm going to put my strength into it, and I can't get much power into it. The pleasant mood brought on by the body temperature and feel of the pure child is draining strength from the true body.
"My body...... not stiff?
It was a true soul that was wandering into a sweet sensation, but the thought circuit was revived about a quarter by a word that Junko basically unleashed.
"No, that's not..."
It's also embarrassing to answer something seriously soft or pleasant, clouding the words.
"Mm-hmm. I do muscle tresses and stuff every day, and I thought I might be stiff compared to normal girls. Come on. He's got a muscle around his arm, and he'll be fatter than a normal girl. hahaha......"
"So it's always a long sleeve"
"Yeah, that's actually one of the reasons"
"There's no other object to compare in the first place, so don't bother to be compared."
As I say, True is away from Junko, I take his arm and grab it with my hand. To true blatant behavior, Junko blushes.
"Hey......!
Not only that, but Junko accidentally raised her voice as True swept out the sleeves of her white coat.
"Sure it's not thin, but it's not that mucky, and this is a good balance... I can't say good, but I guess I don't have to worry about it."
True to state your thoughts as you honestly think.
"Hmm, I appreciate you saying that, but you're still getting complex, or envious of girls with thin hands and feet"
Junko says as he fails and pulls his face around trying desperately to contain his inner agitation.
"I prefer some meat to a thin woman, so it's just fine. I mean, I think most guys do."
I really don't know why a woman is unusually obsessed with her body's thinness and weight.
"Hmm, I wonder if that's a follow up... No, if you really don't care, that's fine. Come on. Yeah, you still care more about me..."
"You don't have to worry because I say you don't have to."
With that said, True again holds the body of a pure child. And he stands with his toes and stretches his back, not in the unexpected way that Junko did, but in silence and quietly looking at each other, as we know in our consciousness.
Junko went along with it, closing her eyes and gently turning her kiss again.
True to be firmly aware of the feel this time. Rather it was another kiss for that.
Releasing her lips, Junko opened her eyes and was surprised. A true delightful smile, perhaps unconsciously zero, was right around the corner.
True herself doesn't realize that she is smiling naturally, but seeing a true smile, the momentum of Junko's chest increases even more, inadvertently holding her true head in reflexively and pushing it against her chest.
"You know, it's time to call each other by name?
Truly, Junko suggests that his face is confined to the feeling of being caught between his chest.
"Fine. Junko."
While it was illuminating and embarrassing, I thought that was what she wanted, and that would please them, and the truth was that I responded at the same time as an instant answer.
"Thanks for today. True you. Haha, I can't tell you how to make my own suggestions."
"I don't need you."
"Hmm, it's a little bit of a call away. If they're animals or demons... they're not human, come on."
"Bye, that's fine."
I let go of my body and mind to a feeling so soft and comfortable that there was nothing more, I thought that was what she wanted, and I truly acknowledged.