Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Stone and asphalt, trees and grass, swinging leaves and standing trunks, trash cans and vending machines, sun direction and shade, persimmon and chestnut trees, puddles and rings...... found! I stand and run my bike over. Try to crouch. What's the matter, Maricana, like, and Ray swirled up. No -! and me. The ring is drunk by a vortex and blown away. Dejav, Dejav. Oh, same pattern. I manufacture brown, one meter long French bread, full swing towards the ray. Momogu, yummy like, and Ray. Ku, just made me happy...... I drop my shoulders, go back to my bike, and get my sperm out searching for the ring again with Noronoro. I hear the sound of a bicycle karakara and feel asexually void.