"You've done something refreshing."
He is Mai, who greets his sister Mika and her mother, Kyoka, with tears in the mirror and joy.
Apparently, the ring and letter Mai gave it worked. No, rather, they would have thought it was a dream if it weren't for me.
It just seemed a little embarrassing to me when I was so happy so far, but I was still seeping tears just to see if Mai was happy too.
"I was right to do what Nagare said, but she said that what I gave her in my dreams would arrive properly... can this be done and people can't go back?
"It makes a difference between giving things away and people going beyond time and space."
Huh, and a surprise look at Mai. Sure, I know what you're saying, but still we can figure it out, right? Maybe he thinks.
And while it's true that Nagare may not have something she can't do, I guess Nagare has a lot to think about, too.
"But that's a relief for now, Mai."
"Yes, I'm glad it went well"
"Uh-huh, I'm sure glad to see you again... but you can't just be happy. I didn't solve the problem at the office, and I said I'd do something about it, but I'm not gonna talk about it without someone to be a teacher."
"What, shouldn't I do it myself?
Frem said to Mai, who haunts my head. Indeed, Mai had seen her sister act in her dreams and advised her a lot.
"Well, I'll teach you in your dreams again."
"It's not even that simple. In the end, even if I teach, I'm not a specialized teacher, so I can't make a fine point, and when I teach, I might end up just looking at what I've done. But Micah is not the same type as me, so it's possible that she won't be able to show off her strengths..."
"Mm, that's hard"
"... not like teaching myself to do it again"
Megmi nodded somewhere convinced of Bitchet's words, indeed.
Megumi could be stronger thanks to Bitchet, but it would be a different matter if others saw that and said they could grow the same way.
"Sure, Mai is dynamic in one way or another, and Micah is the static type, so there's going to be problems like that."
"Even the sisters are the other way around..."
"Yeah, well, the hard-working side, the strength of losing, etc. still seem similar."
"Hey, you can light something up..."
My that blushes my cheeks a little. It would still be illuminating to be praised toward the face.
"I have a good idea."
And here, unexpectedly, it seems Heradonna came up with something.
"Here is my conditioned poison. This is for a woman named Kroy."
"Sorry, dismissed"
Mai answered instantly.
Really... I think I am a little shocked by the drop in my shoulder, Radonna, but if I do that in Japan, Micah will end up on the rope.
"My, if you use a trick, you won't find out!
"Yeah, you can't even use a trick, I'm sorry"
Mai also lightly embellished the caspas. The more I use tricks in the first place, the more I'm just delighted with the race of famous detectives.
"Hmm, maybe it's still best to rely on that kid here"
I just heard the whole morning comic talk and squealed like Nagare remembered something.
"Who's that kid?
"Yes, I have a child who likes these things. Right, so can you take a break until noon, and then this time just put out a brainjacker for Devil Mirror and me to use?
And just finishing lunch, as Nagare asked, is Mai calling Devil Miller and Brainjacker from the Book of the Devil.
"Well, here we go."
And it was mirrored...
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"Ha, ha."
Kept my rough breath under control. I try to catch my breath. A dark purple rubber suit that fits perfectly to the soft skin, its large swelling, once sunk in, and swollen again.
"Godheart, we know you're hiding out there!
A man's voice reaches his ear. Black pearl-like eyes shake sharply, floating in the eyes of a slice length.
She had a good nostril and was a beautiful woman with a tight mouth.
But fingers like white fish hang on the trigger of a pistol. It's a very noisy substitute for a woman to have. Even more so if she is a beautiful woman like her.
The sole in hand is also USP tactical and a little bit obnoxious for a woman to hold as a protection.
He dives into the shadow of the pillar and peeks softly, keeping his back in perfect shape.
Five inflexible men, wearing sunglasses in black, were on guard around the area.
She is one of those organizations that has been following Godhart.
Hoo! and briefly, then breathed out at once, jumping out of the shadow of the pillar.
"There he is!
The sound of a bullet chasing her along the way. Short, then sharp firing sounds continue, engraving gunshot marks on floors, columns, and ceilings.
What they possess is a TMP short machine gun. The performance is impeccable. A good gun, but I don't have enough arms to hold her back.
Run up the stairs, open the door and go out to the surface.
But there's...
"At last, it's time to pay your annual tribute, God-Hart."
The men in black caught up and hoisted their nibbles and corners of their mouths.
She was cornered. The cold feeling of the columnar dryness is felt on the hips.
Strong winds gush and her dark hair wrapped up behind her dances wildly.
"Give it up, there can't be a means to escape from the roof of the ground floor 777, 2500 meters"
With the muzzle pointed at her, a man in black made a declaration equal to the death penalty.
A sweat tells her, Godheart's cheek.
But there was no sense of despair from her, and the way she gave up, of course, she didn't even show herself to have abandoned herself, only a huffy, luscious grin on her face.
Full moon visible over her head. Nestled behind that backdrop, she was like a flower of the night bloomed by the light of the moon.
Black clothes that are apparently (...) in love with the beauty of it all.
Two, she untied the string she was wrapping her hair around, and shaking her head, her black hair spread wide as if it were wings.
And when I called out, my black clothes gave me a hazy look and pulled a short machine gun trigger.
Bullets fired simultaneously. But she kicked the floor on the roof with a nice sound of a tan, winged like a butterfly at night dancing magnificently.
It rotates twice or three times in the air as it is, crosses the column trunk, from a height of 2500 meters above the ground, falls.
What!? and marvel, the black clothes rush up to the columns, trying to confirm the falling god heart.
But what I saw there was an incredible sight. Because she was running down the vertical skyscraper walls with her hind legs.
Moreover, from that state, a series of USP tacticals were fired with one cloak in each hand. One by one the black clothes fell to the rooftop side screaming, and the last one left tries to shoot with a short machine gun, but her bullet, whoops and giggles, pierces her eyebrows and at the same time her sunglasses are parryin! and broken.
She then flipped as she ran down the building vertically, accelerating all at once, running down from the 777th to the 3rd floor, from where she kicked the wall and leaped, one spin, jumping on the tandem seat of the motorcycle that came at that time.
And after we honored each other's consideration and exchanged words of love at the end...
"Yes, Karoooooot!
Such a voice echoed in the night sky.
To her as she got off the bike, the applause rings. Thousands of people and the film staff gathered to honor her act, which was brilliantly decided in one cut.
The director, who had a megaphone, also rushes over, hugs her and blows her face.
"No, no! Good for you, Cocoloe. Really always the best action for outstanding acting. What the hell kind of trick are you using? It's like you're really just running down there with your flesh, and I didn't mean to sweat in my hand, either."
"Thank you. But because the director has great skills, I think I can live and act, too."
The sharp eyelids that you showed in the action soothed, and Cocoloe shook a smile that made you feel somewhere sober.
And the director is blushing without thinking about it.
"By the way, you can be at today's party, right?
"Of course it is. The director asked me to say no."
"No - good, good. I've already filmed all your scenes, and I heard you were going on holiday, so I was worried that if you were here, the party would be gorgeous."
"No, I've had enough years. Would you rather this Obasan disturb you?
"That's not true! You will always be young. [M] Truth is, it's so charming that only young actresses are bad sellers. I'll see you later."
"Yes, I'll see you later"
Cocoroe bows his head and leaves the shooting scene behind. Then, after a while, those black clothes came down.
"Oh, that director. Is that Miss Kaminagi action really a trick? I heard she would do the stunt herself without any wire or lifeline..."
"Yeah? Ha ha! That's settled. Sure, she's a great actress, but there's no way a human being can just run down off the roof of this world's tallest, seventy-seven story skyscraper, right? Even a superhero who was making a scene in the alley is so impotent. And yet with that body, I can't, I absolutely can't."
"No, but the director doesn't know how to do that either, does he?
"Um, she's been through it in secret. I said it was impotent when I first worked, but it showed me incredible action on the spot, and I said it was all my own trick, and I just had to believe it."
haha...... the actor in black service replies, but I can't even think about what the hell kind of trick it is to him straight away, and I can't seem to get the question mark out of my head.
Thus, after shooting one movie, Kokoloe returns to the gallery.
Huh, and one sigh.
"I knew it would be a little rough to do a trick..."
And I'm all alone. Then the door opens rattled and her manager in charge enters.
"Mr. Cocoloye, can you confirm your plans?
"Yeah, I'm fine."
And have a light meeting.
"So I'll be at the party tonight as planned, and we're finally off tomorrow morning."
"Yeah, whatever. I haven't had a break for the last five years. I'll let you take it all at once here. There's no problem with the schedule, is there?
"Yeah, but I had a pretty rough time. Anyway, Mr. Kokoloe is now a big actress required all over the world... if we just rest here, we won't be able to rest again for a while, will we?
"It's okay. I'm off when I'm off, I'm off when I'm at work, and it's no problem."
"... Truth is, you're not as healthy as I and my mother and daughter think you are years apart. It looks like I can see it up there..."
"Hehe, I'm glad to flatter you."
That's what Cocoloe says, but this is never flattering. It is the truth.
"So do you want to go back to the hotel once?
"Yes, please."
Cocoloe then goes back to the hotel, gets dressed and heads to the party venue.
Among the many leading Hollywood stars, she, Cocoloe, was particularly notable.
Actresses who are Japanese and pervade the world so far are rare, but it is still also a gift of unchanged beauty and flashy action that does it all on its own.
Talking like that is a trick because it is a lot of hassle, but she decides super action for CG face loss with no stuntman, lifeline, etc., no wire action.
"Hey Miss Kaminagi, you're always beautiful"
"Pfft, thanks. I'd be happy to flatter you."
"I'm not flattered. How about there? Maybe next time for dinner?
"I'm glad to invite you, but you don't look like Obasan like me."
"It's outrageous! If someone said that to Kokoloe, he wouldn't have eyes."
"But it's 55 this year. Maybe it wouldn't be weird if they called me Grandma if I was bad."
"Age doesn't matter. You are so beautiful. Besides, I always thought maybe you were the elf in the legend. That's the beauty of it."
Thank you, and smile nicely. That's a good smile that's going to eagle your manhood.
It's just that, as usual, she doesn't have to make clear promises even if she's invited.
Of course it's not weird to have one or two of the good guys when you think about it at your age, but there was a girlfriend who could really compare it to someone else.
Thus, relaxing the various approaches, the party also ends and the director exchanges a farewell hug, and returns to the hotel.
I swallowed a lot of alcohol, but I don't get that drunk about this.
Then the smapho rang and took it, oh? And I rounded my eyes.
"Ah, sister."
"Yeah, it's been a while, Ukemi"
He gives a slightly hoarse look to the voice he hears from his smartphone.
'Yeah, it's been a really long time. By the way, sister, it's time to come back to Japan, right?
"Yeah, there's a jet lag, so I guess we'll be there by ~ time"
'Oh, well, then I'll pick you up. It's been a long time since I've heard a lot of stories, and you're coming to the house, right?
"Of course. It's safer than a bad hotel, and if you want to relax, the house is the best."
'Yeah, okay. I'll get ready. And I think I know about your father...'
"Yeah, something's still the same with Dad, isn't it? You still haven't heard from him?
'That's right. Well, I'm not worried too much because I'm a father of all things out of standard...... by the way, sister, did you find anyone nice?
"And all of a sudden! There's no one here!
"You're not here, you're not there. Sister, you're beautiful. '
"It's okay, I didn't panic. You're already married, and I'm ideal."
"That's right - I've been in a little fazacon for a long time, sister."
"Nah!? Ukemi, hey!
"Well, I'll wait for you here."
And the call went out. Already! and boggling coco roe.
Then, he took a shower, weaved his bathrobe and sat back on the bed in a chair.
"... but you don't have a dad when you go home -"
And it was so grunting cocoloe......
"Cocoroe, can you hear me?
"... I don't like it, I can't believe I'm hearing my dad's fantasies, this isn't really like a fazacon then"
'It's not an illusion. Look here.'
"Yes, yes, totally, really, heh? Shh! Paper!?"
She turns her face toward the voice and marvels. There was a strange screen, like a hologram, and her father, Shinjitsu.