The truth that can't change that. No, it's true.

If you could have peeled from me now like a sanagi......

If they change from baby to permanent... how happy would they be?

The middle-aged shopkeeper, wearing a baseball cap back and forth and a towel around his forehead, listens to the rubber like this.

"Welcome! What will you do? This freshly-mongered apple..."

The words of a man with wrinkles on his eyeballs sounded like a wind leaving on the street to me.

"Now, give me a tasting," said Calci Rust.

Dear calcirust stabbing busli and yangzi on the cut apple.

Is it delicious? I was unintentionally interested. He put it close to my mouth. "Uh?" and release the words.

What! Wait a minute!