Two-dimensional Life Starting from Fuyuki City/the World's First Master Huang Man Wants to Be G

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After discovering the truth, Erina's unhappy mood improved slightly, but the death penalty is inevitable, but the living crime is inevitable.

"Illya, I'm not welcome with Oni-chan's stuff."

After finishing speaking, Erina kissed Ilya's forehead, the spot where Mo Yi kissed today.

"Erina—"

Facing Erina who drove the car without saying a word, Illya had no power to resist, and her whole body was like a boiled hairy crab, flushing.

You know, in the past 19 years, Yi Liya has only been kissed by her own mother, Alice Feier and Mo Yi.

Even if it was Mo Yi, she would still feel very shy.

Erina's sudden attack at this moment naturally caught her off guard.

"It's all mine—"

After Erina licked it a few times with her tongue, she let go of Yili who had no strength to resist.

Ilya, who was slumped on the quilt, lay there with her eyes blank, and shouted in her heart:

Oni-chan, so you didn't lie to me, Erina is really scary!

Come back and save me quickly!

If I'm not pure, woo woo (┭┮﹏┭┮)——

Erina looked at Illya with interest, stuck out her tongue, and touched the corner of Yanhong's mouth, as if she was meditating on something.

At the same time, it was an unexpected joy for Yi Liya to turn into this appearance of giving up the treatment. She originally just wanted to recover Mo Yi's smell, and she seemed to have done something inadvertently, something she hadn't done for several years.

Hmph, it makes you proud, makes you act cute, and makes you dare to compete with me for Mo Yi.

Now that Mo Yi is not here, I will ask Yi Liya what you can use to fight my goddess.

"There's one more place that needs to be recycled."

Erina looked proudly at the red-faced Illya, leaned over again, and whispered in Illya's ear:

"Illya, Oni-chan belongs to Erina alone."

"It's... it's not—"

Illya got goosebumps from Erina's blowing in her ear, and what the other said, Illya instantly knew that the other was referring to the kiss on her face when Mo Yi was parting today.

"Oni-chan, also Illya's Oni-chan!"

Facing Erina's threat, Ilya still bravely expressed her own thoughts.

"Hmph, Illya, you seem to have forgotten one thing."

Hearing Yi Liya's rebuttal, she was naturally upset. If someone dared to refute her like this when she was still a goddess, a thunderbolt as thick as a bucket would have hit her already.

Erina hugged Illya, who was taller than her, with both hands again, lowered her head, and continued her great cause of recycling.

"Weak, you have no right to refuse!"

"Yami Die, that was given to me by Oni Sauce."

"No, the strong can have everything, and now, even you are mine!"

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Yukinoshita Xuemiao was a little confused, standing curiously at the door of Illya's room, inadvertently listening to the bad lines in various senses.

From their conversation, Xuemiao discovered the more and more frightening truth. It turns out that Mo Yi's younger sister really likes Mo Yi besides Yi Liya, and now it seems that she has a cute idea to eat both men and women.

Crack!

I thought Mo Yi was already the weirdest and most lovable person I had ever met, but I didn't expect his sister to be more lovable than him.

It is already remarkable that Mo Yi can maintain the way of thinking of normal people in the family that educated Erina, without becoming a philosopher.

"I can't afford it, I can't afford it—"

Xuemiao stared at Ilya's door, as if staring into an abyss, but finally did not open the door to see what was going on inside.

Impulsive, it will only catch up with herself. In order to maintain her purity, Xuemiao finally gave up, turned and walked to the living room, waiting for breakfast time.

—————The dividing line of another theater—————

After getting out of the subway, Mo Yi realized that it was still early and he could still have breakfast.

When I looked around, I saw a bakery called "Sanae Bakery".

"I'm running out of food reserves, and it's not bad to try bread from other stores."

Mo Yi muttered, and strode into the bakery, and under the incredulous gaze of a young orange-haired proprietress, she took all the bread from all the bakeries to the checkout counter.

At first, Mo Yi refused. The breads available in other bakeries, such as pineapple bread and Baumkuchen, are not a problem, but Mo Yi saw some cute shapes in a special, inconspicuous corner. Just looking at it, Mo Yi felt chilled and froze for a while.

And the proprietress who called herself Furukawa Sanae saw that Mo Yi noticed the bread that she had created by herself, and immediately went to Mo Yi enthusiastically to introduce it.

From the inspiration of her creation, to the material, to the heat, the feelings that have been integrated into the bread, etc., she told Mo Yi carefully.

However, after hearing this, Mo Yi became even more puzzled. According to her, after imitating it in her mind, she should be able to make good-tasting bread. How about killing dishes that can lower the SAN value?