If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

So Yukino, whose arms were held between Yui's soft and warm big balls, immediately explained: "It was Kyosuke's sister who asked me what clothes I would wear and let him wear them without telling him."

"Xiaoxue, you even know Xiaojie's sister?!"

The girl with a youthful and beautiful appearance and full of sensuality touched Yukino's thin shoulders directly with her soft face.

"Yuigahama, don't you know my sister too..."

Kyosuke refers to the fact that when this season was just about to enter, Yui once went to his original home to send him homemade biscuits full of gratitude. At that time, this girl had met Kirino.

Yui still hugged the handsome Yukinoshita tightly, and pouted: "I just met once, and I don't know each other at all. And now you two are dressed like this..."

With big eyes, he glanced at Jingjie Xuenai, who looked like a young couple, and then lowered his head to look at himself dressed like a child: "...it makes us look like a family of three!"

"Uh... To be honest, I don't have a child as old as you."

"Co-author Xiaojie, you still despise me!"

"To be honest, it's really impossible for us to have a child as old as you, Yubihama."

"Xiaoxue, you are actually facing him!"

Time always passed quickly in the frolicking atmosphere heated up by Pistachio Yui, or in other words, the three of them waited at the station not too much in advance after calculating.

After a while, when the angle of the setting sun did not become sharper, the tall and spacious coach stopped in front of the scattered passengers like a square giant beast.

"Just carry the suitcase and get on the bus. There is a place to put luggage under the lower berth."

Yui stood up from the suitcase, the only one who had experience of taking a sleeper coach, she was extremely reliable at this time.

If you ignore her natural hug to Yukino's arm again.

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The setting sun is like a bonfire burning firewood, covering the world with a thick filter.

On the playground, the bright red runway seemed to be shimmering, turning every boy and girl who stepped on it into a warrior who stepped on the flames.

Tong Nao was wearing the uniform of the school's sports vest and sports shorts, and his light steps reminded people of a bunny running through the woods, except that the bunny didn't have that shiny ponytail that swayed back and forth as it ran.

The drinking water ingested into the body through the soft and greasy mouth goes round and round in the warm body, and finally flows through the delicate sweat glands and embellishes the white skin with crystal clear and slightly salty sweat beads.

The tight roundness of the chest is particularly prominent under the close-fitting vest. Just looking at it makes people unconsciously imagine the fullness and fullness of squeezing the soft flesh into the fingers after holding one of them.

What gives people the same feeling is the part under the shorts that are short and hot so as not to affect the movement, where the two petals are hoarded with greasy fat.

Of course, the ends of the thighs, where beautiful muscle lines protrude from time to time during running, and the slightly curved dreamy place between the legs wrapped in shorts, are even more eye-catching.

If you were given a chance to touch only one place, where would you choose?

You can see it, but you can't touch it, and you will be mad at you! ——This is actually the cover title of a certain issue of Ms. Enoshima's magazine.

Kirino was running slowly under the blazing and heavy fireball, doing preparatory exercises, she knew that the dusk between day and night was short, it was just a transitional product that was insignificant to the day, and it would not be long Night will fall, and the towering lights surrounding the playground will soon spread out solid cones of light one by one.

Of course, now, they don't emit any light, and things that are not useful are always inconspicuous. Wherever they stand in the dark, there will always be people who ignore their existence and bump into them.

Then be ridiculed by others or friends.

However, Kirino did not ignore it, because under one of the lamps, a quiet girl with black hair was following her figure with soft eyes.

Kirino ran towards her.

Even though she just finished warming up, Ayase showed a big smile to the blond and energetic girl. It was the expression that others would only show when they greeted the winner of the competition that surpassed everyone.

You will always be the one above all others in my heart.

Ayase gently wiped Kirino's sun-like smiling face with the white towel on her slender arm.

236 Accident is Chaos' Pawn ([-])

The little hand that looked like a bud on a willow tree in spring held a towel to wipe Kirino's smooth head. The little girl closed her eyes obediently, and the dry towel rubbed her delicate eyelids. Kirino felt Ayase The soft thumb pressed the towel and carefully wiped the junction of the small nose and the cheek.

This white towel was brought from home by Ayase herself.

The careful movements and gentle eyes when wiping Kirino's sweat are like a wife taking off a thick coat for a busy husband returning home.

"Tirino, you are too tired like this, why do you insist on not quitting the track and field club?"

Ayase frowned distressedly, her voice was as soft as a handful of warm water, washing away Kirino's fatigue.

"It doesn't matter, isn't it just that you have to go for a run after finishing your lessons?" Tong Nai's voice was murmuring through the towel: "Many people in the club are like this too."

It was the third year of junior high school, and most of the people in the class were going to further studies, so two to three hours of tutoring were added after normal school, so after the tutoring was over, the daytime was already polluted by time.

And there is only a little time left to prepare for the annual national competition of the track and field club.

So Kirino still needs training, and it probably won't be completed until after dark and the lights are fully turned on.

But as she said, the same is true of several third-year junior members in the club, and she is not alone.

The towel wrapped Kirino's delicate ears, it was just the sweat from warming up, and there was no need to wipe it so carefully, but Ayase wanted this, so Kirino let her go.

It's just that when the slightly sensitive cochlea was rubbed by the no longer dry towel, Xiao Nizi raised her hand subconsciously and grabbed Ayase's slender but soft waist.

Ayase didn't respond, it was very strange, anyone else who accidentally scratched this sensitive waist would make the usually serious and gentle black-haired girl scream, but only Kirino and herself touched it. Sometimes there will be no overreaction.

Ayase's earnest words turned her from a wife who cared about her husband to an old mother who worried about her children: "But you don't only have these two things. In addition to studying and club activities, you also have a job as a model, and you There are no parents to take care of."

The black-haired girl in a sailor suit took away the towel that temporarily completed the mission, and pursed her lips: "I'm very worried about you, Kirino."