When you tell Mogi that you somehow told the audience you were handsome after you beat a ranker player at Metal Beast yesterday, it's just stirring you up, isn't it? at the end of a class in physical education that was said to be slightly dented.

I get out before class is over, and it's time to go into the women's locker room.

The vigilance against the grandfather of the underwear dro was strong, including teachers, but fortunately the vigilance against the same students was sweet.

"I didn't know you'd be framed for doing this..."

Kaji Yongsaki, seventeen years old, father of heaven, forgive me that my son has grown up unfaithful.

Yes, with penance in my heart, I open my locker.

Inside, colorful pants line up, retrieving them one by one.

Yeah, I want to die.

Guilt wins far more than excitement, and the heart sounds so loud that it's about to pop out.

I want to take this to my grave if I can do it.

Collect your underwear while creating strange scratches on the snake.

I tried not to see whose belongings I could, but I saw them twice because there was so much doggy leopard T-back.

"You, this is not a good thing to be in our year..."

I find a student notebook in my locker that says silver.

"Are you okay? You're gonna get arrested for being too horny."

It is you who will be arrested.

Picking up a silver locker, the juice from the pet bottle drops and sprinkles the contents all over the floor.

It also depends on the gymnastics clothes I wore at that time, and I can make orange stains.

"Wow, you can do it. You'll find out in one shot!

Now I know what it's like to be a criminal when mistakes are discovered in a shabby place during a complete crime and the only way to kill someone who finds them is to kill them.

Take off your gymnastics clothes thinking about something that doesn't make sense like that, wipe the juice spilled on the floor and put the pet bottle back in place.

I guess it's useless to use your upper body naked and underwear drool as an excuse for anything when they find you.

"Let's get this over with"

Open the locker next to silver to find a bag containing 3DDS and PSVINTA.

"Neighbor or too easy to understand..."

I can't give my beloved Angel a pair of pants just to that grandfather, so ignore me here and next...

Reminds me of one article I was wearing pants as I stepped on my previous head.

"Well, once and for all"

I don't know what the hell you're excusing me for. I look for underwear while I lift a skirt of one.

I think you found some luxurious underwear with laces and it's sturdy where you can't surprisingly see it.

"Ha, why don't you spread the pants of the girl and think about what's so unexpected about her? Isn't she a complete pervert?"

I'm perverted enough at the time I'm borrowing my underwear naked.

This is a good place. Next... Even though I think so, the cutter shirt comes out of the inside.

"Oh, that's my angel, just smells like floral..."

I don't think I can say anything about Grandpa Ero or Mogi, but people still can't be normal about favored women's things.

I feel elevated. He's the best.

But I spread out my shirt, and I got a nasty voice saying, "Wow." There were creeps, dead and cluttered beatings and writings, and the shirts were cut with cutters.

Evidence of obvious bullying appeared.

"Wow, I don't like it. I found it..."

My class, I thought bullying was about as good as nose and front teeth tangling, but I realize that bullying of women is hard to find in the shade.

…………

I gently fold the cutter shirt and put the cutter shirt in a bag with the recovered underwear.

I look for something else that might make me feel bad, but what was being pranked was about a cutter shirt.

"Tell the teacher..."

Tell your teacher, though I'd like to avoid the bullying of a single article intensifying.

How do you know that? I can't tell you that I stumbled across something like this in the women's locker room when they asked me.

I see myself in my brain being taken to the police like a singer making a novel excuse for not knowing "I thought it sucked but I couldn't even lust" or something.

Though I think deeply about one article later, I now move on to the next.

The next locker was beautifully seated with sharp triangular glasses and I realized it was Sister Zamas's locker and decided to fly it.

No, I thought I'd just harass you and stick your sister Zamas underwear in, but I don't like looking for underwear, so I stopped.

"The next one is the Hundred Eyebrows... I'm talking about him getting bigger breasts, but what the hell kind of bra do you wear..."

Kan completely thought is underwear drool.

I looked in the locker and found pale pastel blue pants, but no matter how much I looked, I couldn't find my bra.

"That guy... is he a nobula"

I think I completely shelved myself as such a dumb, what a halench guy he is.

Then I find a blue string stretching out of the bag.

"It was in my bag."

When I somehow pulled the bra string on it, a bra with a completely broken chest hock came out.

"... you have big tits problems"

He said I was squeamish.

There was a rattling noise and I looked back at a speed exceeding the speed of sound.

"Become... what... Kaji?

There he was in a school-designated swimsuit, solidified three seconds before the scream as a hundred eyewitnesses puckered his mouth pointing this way.

When I pack the distance in an instant, I immediately plug her mouth, turn her right hand immediately back and stiffen the body of the Hundred Eyewitness.

"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!

Why am I so used to this!?

Surprise yourself with your well-moving self in vain. I don't suppose there's any otch that when I get back my lost memory, I was actually a professional underwear thief.

He is a criminal who is not ashamed to put out anywhere that he is pushing on his locker for the joints of a woman in his class naked on top.

"I'm not."

"Funny (what)!?

"Eyebrows, calm down"

"Mmm! Hmm!"

I can't settle down at all.

Naturally.

If I had settled the naked man in front, his lack of crisis consciousness would be less than a bogged old man.

"Promise me you won't scream for now, I want to talk about the situation"

Speaking slowly as he managed to teach, the Hundred Eyebrows nodded small.

I keep my right hand tight and let go of my hand, which was slowly holding my mouth.

"Kaji, what are you doing!?

"As you can see."

"As you can see, it's just a criminal!

Not at all. Not at all.

"There's a deep reason for this, actually"

When I try to talk the translation, I hear multiple girls talking from the hallway side.

A bad girl came back after class.

If they saw this sight, would they not only be convicted of burglary, but also of lethality?

"Oh, it's over"

I'm sorry, Dad, I can't get out of high school. It seems like I'm going to have to scatter my youth and become a garbage worm frightened by the light of the sun while eating summer in the shade for the rest of my life.

When I look like a completely burnt caterpillar, a frowning hundred eyebrows get out of my sweetened custody.

If you punch or kick anymore, if you curse with maggots, do as you please. I'm garbage, unsaveable garbage.

"What's completely gone!

"Already like it. Forgive me for going first."

The Hundred Eyebrows are completely enlightened and disenfranchised. Forced to pull my hand.

"How did this happen..."

"Shut up."

In a narrow locker, my upper half naked me and a hundred eyeballs in wet swimsuits were snuggling up and killing my breath.

After a while, the lady in the class gradually slips into the dressing room.

"That grandfather really sucks, he stole my favorite."

"Unbelievable, even though it was expensive"

The girls start dressing in turn.

The intimate Hundred Eyewitness exhale tickles around her neck.

From her hair she smells like chlorine used to disinfect the pool.

Because of its tightness, I can see that the coolness of the wet Hundred Eyebrows' skin gradually warms up at my body temperature.

Even over the swimsuit, the softness of the chest is well understood, and he manages to twist himself around and let go of his body, but becomes muddy in a position where his extra posture is in danger.

Kaji, if you move, don't move.

"Excuse me. Hundred Eyebrows... I'm so glad you hid it, but why did you even come in here?"

If you could hide it, I would have been the only one pushing it into the locker.

"Oh, Kaji, when you're just a mouthful of people who wish you'd done this later,"

"I'm so sorry, I appreciate it"

"I don't know why we came in together... we don't know that well either"

It would be the momentum. But I can't go out now.

"Kaji is close..."

"I'm so sorry. If I can get out of here alive, I'll make it smaller."

"I'd rather not sneak into the dressing room than do something like that."

Too much honesty and the world sucks.

Because the Hundred Eyebrows stick out perfectly, the sudden matrix evolution of the Hundred Eyebrows suddenly has a gaze.

The Hundred Eyewitness's chest, which is what is causing us to be stuffed with guillotine, was crushed with my chest plate and the shape was ovalized from sphere to sphere.

The swimsuit also appeared to be the same as the bra and not to be the right size, with crushed breast sticking out of the shoulder straps and side areas, an eye poison for a healthy teenager, and it was well established that this suddenly huge Hundred Eyed Breast was not a fake.

Hundreds of eyeballs seem to know very well that their breasts are in strong contact, and they raise a glossy voice when they turn to be shy.

"Oh, if you look down... with your eyeballs"

The Hundred Eyebrows are choking their hands as they blush, but they just look double pieced.

"Sorry."

I want to get out of here quickly where I'm not sure if this is heaven or hell.

That's what I think, suddenly screaming from the girls.

"Ha ha, I'll have this one -! For my dream accomplishments!!

"That fucking grandpa's out again!

"Now it's time to kill him!

Grandpa Skebe, who suddenly stormed out the window, robbed the bag of underwear I was collecting and ran away from the dressing room.

The girls immediately chase Grandpa and all run away to the outside.

When we make sure all the girls are gone, me and the Hundreds go out of the locker.

"Oh, thank God."

"That was dangerous."

"Sorry, I really bothered you"

He said, "That's okay, but why were you collecting underwear?

"I traded a demon deal with Grandpa Sketchy earlier. I've been having a vague memory since yesterday. Remember, it's like you're going to forget."

So the Hundred Eyebrows are like they've been voided, eh? And raise your voice low.

"Kaji, what are you doing?

"Are you kidding me?

"Yeah, we were suddenly, like... big breasts and stuff, and when I went to school, I was off for two days..."

"Exactly like me..."

Apparently I know something about it, and I'll explain that the information and the terms of exchange led to this case.

"Neither do we... I want to know about memory"

"I don't know what to demand when a girl like Hundred Eyebrows goes."

They may be tickled with feathers or forced to jump ropes with swimsuits.

I can't forgive you. I want to see it too.

"Ugh, yeah."

"If you find out, I'll tell the Hundred Eyes."

"Yeah, thanks."

Somehow it made me feel better because of the reassurance that I wasn't the only one talking to the Hundreds. I try to disperse the girls before they come back to the dressing room.

"See you later."

"Ugh, yeah, that!

"What's up?

"I don't know if this is true because we..."

The Hundred Eyebrows didn't retrieve it. Let me grip Pastel Blue's own underwear.

"The bra... because it's broken..."

"No...... eh"

"Grandpa, yes, throw it away if you don't want it!

I left the dressing room to be pushed out by the Hundred Eyewitnesses.

"I won't throw it away..."

Spread the gripped pants.

Beautiful blue trousers are comfortable to touch and smell sweet at all...... I feel it.

"Maybe this is what art means..."

How utterly thoughtful is turning into a perverted gentleman.

When I shook my head and stuck my Hundred Eyebrows underwear in my pocket, I went back to class with no food on my face.

While all the girls at the end of physical education were wearing jerseys under their skirts, the Hundred Eyebrows were blushing, worried about the hem of their skirts, shy of not having them.

"He's a no-pan no-bra now..."

Unlike other girls apart from that, I cared about one article that was only in jersey up there.