When I was a student, I was sluggish, but my friends who became working people and were good friends got married one after another and went away, becoming single men without hesitation. One day, I was asked by an unfamiliar ionna on the roadside. The Onna was a young boy who had confessed to me ten years before. There was no trace of the time when she was sober and poor, but she had evolved into a beautiful woman who looked like a big breast. That night, Tatsuo came to my house without asking for help after receiving Morahara.
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