Magical★Explorer

Wouldn't His Royal Highness Ludi come if we hit him directly in a typhoon as well?

Though I went inside the futon with that in mind, unfortunately today ha sunny weather nari. Shouldn't I have gone upside down after tearing up the kid I'm with? Perhaps it would have been better to tear it apart and set it on fire so much so that it wouldn't hold its original shape.

Open the bah and window. The spring breeze blowing through the window is a little cold, just right for waking up to sleep. I immediately changed and left the house to run.

The running course was decided to be near the waterfall. I thought when they showed me around town, but there's a lot of traffic and a lot of signals there. But in the woods, it is private property, and there are few people. I can keep running without being stopped in red.

"... hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

Originally, Yusuke Tatsune was physically fit. However, I feel that my strength is increasing as a result of my daily running. What you will need next time will be instantaneous power or whether you can move when fatigue builds up. When you dive into a dungeon, the demons don't know when they'll attack you.

Run silently through the barely cared for woods. A little later to that place that blew up yesterday. With a gentle slope to that point, your legs are more powerful than usual running.

Stretching his legs towards Midway Falls, a watertight snowflake waved a sword there. As usual, she is fierce and somewhere fierce. I watched her mould for a little while but turn my back on her. By looking at her, she starts running toward her destination without releasing her accumulated motivation.

Then I ran for about an hour and I went home. Head right to the bathroom, but of course knocking is indispensable. Peeping the bath again and again is an idiot with no ability to learn or is the protagonist of erosion. I'm the third one.

Walk up a limp hallway from the bath to the dining room.

"Good morning, Kosuke."

"Good morning, Mr. Tsuna."

In the kitchen stood Mr. Tsuna, who looked like only a teenager, wearing a pretentious and adorable apron, making breakfast. Just because it smells, it would be fish dishes.

"You're always early, Yusuke. I want you to learn how to hang out."

"In my case, it's to run. Sister Hatsumi is off from school, and you can sleep slowly, right?

Mr. Tsuna stops his hand accidentally and turns to me.

"Sister Hatsumi?

Oh, nod.

"That's what they called me yesterday..."

And in retrospect, he says, "Yes... hehe" and laughs small. And I dropped my eyes on hand. Immediately a tonne and a certain rhythm are engraved.

"I'm sorry, but will you wake me up?

"Oh, can I go?

"It's okay, it's your brother. 'Cause if you go in the room and shake him, he'll be up in a minute."

Jiang Na moves her hand, laughing at her tease. I wondered if it was really good, but I headed to Sister Hanzumi's room.

Up the stairs and knock in the room where the plate marked HATSUMI is hung.

"Sister Hatsumi? Wake up?"

No reaction. Knock again.

"Sister Hatsumi?

Knock again. Still no response.

He said it was okay to come in, so he opened the door.

Sister Hatsumi's room was very simple and low on stuff. Sometimes well organized and very spacious. It's not like you don't have as much luggage as I just moved in.

"Sister. Is that you, honey?

I glance at her face from above, according to the white, large bed near her. Your eyes are closed tightly and you can see long lashes. I wonder if it's because I'm mostly indoors with my work pattern again, I look at my white, glossy neck and drink saliva. I slowly reached out to my sister without any sign of waking up.

"Sister Hatsumi"

Put your hand on her shoulder and shake it small. But there's no sign of her waking up. Now I rocked her body a little stronger.

"Mm-hmm."

Thin lips move just a little, her body moves out. And my eyes slowly opened.

"Good morning, sister"

"……………… Good morning"

Wake up your body while avoiding the duvet, and stretch out all the way. Along with that, the rich breasts are accentuated. Are you a party that doesn't wear bras when you sleep? The valley to be emphasized doesn't look like he's wearing a bra. I can tell even from the top of my clothes.

The sister-in-law, still half-eyed, remained blurred, but put her hands on her clothes, as if she remembered something on her pretend.

(Ican)

The moment I saw my adorable navel, I turned my back.

"Okay, so you're going to the dining room."

I'll leave the room behind so I can get away with it. Apparently, she really can't make the morning.