Mygo starts from the blue sea

"Are you willing to sell your ditch for Chisa?"

"Of course." Iori replied with a smile.

"You can say whatever you want. He's not sitting on the chair in the food stall anyway." Kouhei on the side reminded.

Ryosuke gritted his teeth.

OK, I remember.

You two are waiting!

But looking at the tanks around him, he still felt a little scared.

"No, why are you two messing with me?" he asked Iori and Kohei.

Two pairs of big hands instantly pressed down his shoulders and head.

Iori: "After all, you seemed to be enjoying it just now."

Kouhei: "Isn't this your favorite part about the beauty sitting on your thighs?"

"No, she has to be a beautiful woman!"

Kitahara Iori raised his head and said loudly:

"Who among you here is not a beauty?"

The girls were delighted and started to cheer:

"Okay! Well said!"

"I'm a beauty, I'll go first!"

There are also voices of infighting.

"Isn't it a bit expensive? Is that thing really worth that much money?"

"Wait, why do we have to pay? Doesn't he earn it when we sit on his lap?"

But it was suppressed immediately.

"If you don't sit here, there are plenty of people who will. Get out of the way!"

"Apart from the fact that he's a lower-class Nan, that guy is still kind of handsome."

A group of Hui Muslims are disgusted by the heavy tank with a good chassis... and it's causing trouble.

Fujiwara Ryosuke took a deep breath and asked for help from Chihaya Aine who was watching the fun from the side.

"Aine, Aine! I owe you a favor! Save me!"

Chihaya Aine hesitated. Although she liked to be in the spotlight, she didn't want to go against a large group of fairies.

But at this moment, she saw Takamatsu Deng wandering alone on the street.

"Ah, Deng Deng, over here!" She immediately raised her hand and called Gao Songdeng over.

He said and smiled at Ryosuke.

"Is this okay?"

"?"

Iori and Kohei were puzzled.

I saw a small figure running towards me through the crowd.

“Aine!”

Takamatsu Deng was originally alone and lost among the crowd, but unexpectedly she saw a group of people surrounding Aine and Ryosuke as if they were judging them. She thought her friend was in trouble and ran over quickly.

However, when she saw the sign behind Ryosuke, she showed a surprised expression.

"Ryosuke?"

What does 500 yen per time mean?

"..."

Ryosuke forced a smile.

"I'm sorry to see you this way, my light."

"Oh...oh...good morning."

Gao Songdeng thought about it carefully, but still couldn't figure out what this was doing.

“Aine, what does this mean?” She looked at her good friend with innocent eyes.

“It means… sit down and take a picture.” Aine smiled and pulled the light’s hand.

"Why are you two so close?" Ryosuke asked.

"We had classes together," Deng explained, "Aine walked me home."

At this time, someone behind urged:

"Hurry up! It's okay for the organizers to cut in line, but just pay, sit down and leave!"

"Ah, yes!"

Being urged, Deng became a little nervous. He didn't care what it was and quickly took out a 500 yen coin from his pocket and stuffed it into Iori and Kohei's hands.

The two looked at each other and frowned.

Where are the tanks? Come over here!

Tank was still shy and hesitant, weighing his chastity which no one cared about, when the three-no beauty attacked first!

"Um... just sit down?"

Takamatsu Deng glanced down at Fujiwara Ryosuke, whose expression was calm.

Come on, Dengbao, this is a pure chat between friends.

Deng and Ryosuke looked at each other and smiled.

Seems like fun...

She does not understand the complex emotions between humans, and naturally does not understand love and desire.

I just felt that the atmosphere was very warm and everyone was laughing.

She probably wouldn't have done that if it was anyone else, but Ryosuke was also her good friend and much more mature than she was.

If Ryosuke thinks it's okay, then it's fine.

So she sat down naturally.

Although she is not mentally mature, Deng's hips are much more perky, small and perky than Aine's, and her body is very light, the kind that can be easily picked up.

"Ryosuke, am I heavy?" Deng asked.

"Is it heavy? Like a feather, not heavy, but also very heavy..." Ryosuke replied.

"Then I'll adjust it."

Deng's butt rubbed against Ryosuke's thigh.

"Hmph." Ryosuke twisted his mouth, took a deep breath and held the gun.

Looking at the tanks surrounding him, he was suddenly not afraid anymore.

Go to heaven first and then hell, death will be worth it!

"Deng, please stay for a while." He spoke directly to persuade her to stay, "This is really important to me."

"Oh well!"

In order to sit more steadily, Takamatsu Deng, who had no sense of shame, leaned directly on Ryosuke's shoulder and looked at Aine who was taking pictures.

Iori and Kohei were no longer calm.

This kid is happy again!

The two men grabbed Ryosuke's neck from behind.

"Cheating the innocent girl again!"

"I am acting on behalf of Heaven—"

Unable to move, Ryosuke struggled, "Ahem...don't get your throat blocked, we'll still sing tonight..."

Sing?

Takamatsu Deng turned around immediately and saw that Ryosuke seemed to be in great pain.

She still didn't understand how boys played, but she knew that singing was important.

"Um...are you treating him like this because of me? You are just playing, right?" Deng asked.

"Yes, we will play with him like this as long as you sit on him." Iori grinned.

"Then I won't sit."

Takamatsu Deng jumped down immediately. Ryosuke wanted to sing, and he couldn't let his voice be damaged because of her playfulness.

Aiyin and Meowmu beside them both laughed.

"Well done, I'm very happy, Xiao Deng."

Deng smiled slightly and asked in a low voice:

"Is Ryosuke happy too?"

She felt a little happy for some reason when she was sitting on Ryosuke's lap just now, and she wanted Ryosuke to have the same good mood.

“He’s very happy.” Aiyin smiled.

Ryosuke: "I'm happy for your mother... gu——"

Imamura Kohei quickly inserted a wine bottle into Fujiwara Ryosuke's mouth.

"He is happy, he is happy." Kitahara Iori smiled and nodded to Takamatsu Deng.

I have confirmed through eye contact that this is someone who must be pampered.

"That's it...that's good."

Deng turned around and was about to leave, but unexpectedly saw a familiar figure that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Wakaba Mutsu.

She was wearing a pure white dress, and her face was delicate and cold, as fascinating as a sculptured work of art.

As soon as Mu appeared, about half of the girls around him left.

"Tsk, that's boring, all the big stars are here."

"What a mess, it's just a smaller face, I can photoshop it and it will be about the same."

"I'll be ashamed of myself if I take any photos after walking away."

But at the same time, there are more boys.

"Hey, Ruoye-chan, you're not going to spend money to sit on that bitch's lap, are you?"

"No way...I think they are just here to watch the fun..."

"Three minutes, give me three minutes and I'll get all of that guy's personal information!"

"I'm going to dig a hole on the back hill first. You guys report the battle situation at any time."

Wakaba Mu ignored the bored passers-by and nodded to Gao Songdeng expressionlessly:

"Gui'an."

"Ah! Xiaomu, hello..." Gao Songdeng was a little afraid to look into Ruoye Mu's eyes.

The two haven't spoken much since Crychic disbanded, and their relationship is a bit awkward.

But Mu obviously didn't come for the lamp.

"Ahem... it's like fucking waterboarding..."

Fujiwara Ryosuke tilted his head back and spit out the wine bottle in his mouth like a fountain. He was in a trance and looked down. It turned out to be his dream lover.