Yes, Marisa, father, disqualified. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After years of free-range Marisa, I thought she was just working hard to move up, and had a bunch of good friends and friends, and even entered the rosy life of marriage...... Outcome.

Before getting married, I received a threatening letter.,Under the unintentional digging of Daddy Wuyu.。

But it was discovered that Marisa had committed an unpardonable sin with two other witches.

…… Where did the Western-style pavilion and the witch's reasoning theater come from! Could it be that in the end, it was discovered that the murderer was obviously a witch, but there was a whirlwind spraying Armstrong's big wand under the skirt! This is all Conan's fault, the first pseudo-Niang murderer case in Conan Moonshadow Island incident!

There was no response to Melidos.

The spit out in order to liven up the atmosphere.

In exchange......

Well, I'll finish talking first.

Daddy Wuyu cut half of the rice ball with one hand, and the roasted rice ball that was kneaded into a triangle.

The backhand was directly stuffed into Melly's mouth.

Mmmm

Such a clever approach.

I still remember that year, Daddy Kijiyu stuffed mayonnaise into Hijikata Shishiro's mouth skillfully and coquettishly.

Not at all, ah, good, open your mouth, such a warm man's heart.

Of course, Daddy Fog and Rain doesn't have that kind of warm male heart.

This man can wipe his hands on the girl's head and soak it in toothpaste without changing his face......

It's not so much a warm man, but a hidden sullen S-series man.

You this. Patchouli tugged at the corners of her mouth: It's really a rough feeding play.

After replenishing the energy of the food, you can complain more seriously......

I'm not done yet.

Daddy Foggy Rain skillfully stuffed the other half of the rice ball into Melly's mouth.

You man......

Patchouli leaned back slightly closer into the soft chair.

Such rough feeding may be said to be feeding.

Daddy Misty Rain picked up another grilled rice ball.

Hmmm

Daddy Foggy and Rain looked at the grilled rice balls.

Grilled rice balls with a sauce color, rice balls filled with simple condiments.

It's a delicious rice ball with every bite.

Grilled rice balls are no longer the same thing as white rice, nor are they suspense theaters, but they are what happened in the past, and now they have changed from white rice to baked rice balls......

Daddy Fog and Rain, it is inevitable to express his feelings.

What happened is always what happened, and no matter how you wash the grilled rice balls, you can't reverse them into white rice.

…… Pache didn't say much.

Marisa's mistakes, perhaps this man deserves to be punished.

The man freed Marisa.

But in fact, there is no Marisa talking about it, and the father and daughter will be in charge of everything as soon as they meet.

I'm not going to tell Marisa about my coming to you...... You can lie about these truths, you can hide these truths, but don't tell me the truth.

At all costs.

Together with the truth that Daddy Foggy Rain wants to cover up, perhaps, Daddy Foggy Rain seems to understand something.

These words show the attitude towards this matter.

Is it...... Pache didn't know if it was right or not.

Ahem, don't tell a yarn......

Melly almost choked on the rice.

Before choking to death, you have to shout and complain!

Do you know what Ace's last words were before he was captured: Don't tell my brother!

It may be outsiders and Gensokyo humans, but the two have different thinking circuits.

Melly was dissatisfied.

Marisa's cover last time, Daddy Misty Rain's cover.

In exchange for a hand, possession and intimidation of Melissa's spirit.

If it weren't for the protagonist's personality, how could ordinary people escape from the big prison! Although some things can't be communicated by words, things will happen every time they are hidden.

Pity.

Although Melly has brilliant blonde hair, she is not the Naruto Uzumaki of the Hokage.

Most of the mouth escapes are ineffective, especially for Daddy Fog and Rain.

…… The mouth of the sin bag is strict, beyond imagination.

However, the rest of the work had some effect on Patchouli.

I- it's not Marisa's fault......

I want to go on.

Daddy Foggy Rain stretched out his hand to stop it.

The wide palms indicated that they refused to continue listening.

Don't tell me how strong the weirdos are, and don't tell me how many weirdos there are.

Daddy Foggy Rain stuffed the rice balls into his mouth with his other hand.

- Just tell me where the weirdos are.

Yes.

He is the number 23 of the sin bag.

There is no need to understand where the weirdos come from.

It is only necessary to know that this is a conspiracy.

It was Sin Bag 24, a conspiracy created by that woman.

As if to see,

A woman who acts crazy and unreasonable.

A woman licking her fingers and applying black lotus nail polish.

Usa sees lotus seeds, and the darkness around him is darkness.

I want to gradually erode the body of Daddy Fog and Rain.

Then, see the move.

That weirdo, where is she.

Daddy Misty Rain chews the grilled rice balls as if they were eating on a plate.

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Take a turn of the field.

Turned to the scene of the man who had been mentioned repeatedly.

The place of human habitation.

There is not only one human being, but the human world is the largest human habitation.

There are some facilities in the world that are often imitated.

For example: a broadcaster above a lamppost.

A change that can change the world may be in an instant, or it may be two or three days.

Notify one by one?

-- It's absolutely too late, absolutely can't catch up, and absolutely can't avoid it.

Thereupon.

This is a village.

There is also a radio above the lamppost in this village, which is broadcast every day.

In order to ensure the normal operation of the device, it can be quickly notified when a natural disaster occurs.

The daily broadcast time is - evening.

Today, evening has arrived.

Today, a nursery rhyme is played.

The sun went down and the temple bells rang from the mountains.

Hand in hand, go home, follow the crows.

The kid came home – quack, quack, chirping.

That's bad sound.

If such a bad sound is made, it is naturally a broadcaster that plays nursery rhymes, and it is broken.

Yes, the broadcaster became, sometimes good and sometimes bad.

Dingding, it's annoying, it's not my knee, it's not my foot.

The colors of the evening sunset.

The sky and clouds were stained with orange-red.

The girl in a white dress was in a wheelchair.

The white dress is dyed with the color of the sunset......

However, such a color is not as good as the color of the dyed skirt.

The girl in a wheelchair.

- The skirt was lifted, and it was stained with blood, no, it was a skirt that was stained with blood again and again until it formed a dark blood crust.

There was no embellished lace, only a tattered blood-crusted skirt.

It's not my foot.

Mother...... Mother......

That's crying, that's wailing.

The wheelchair crawled with difficulty, and the ground was red.

A girl in a wheelchair with a crooked hat and an uncolored hat.

An orange-yellow round hat with red satin flowers.

Isn't it normal for a cute boy to have broken knees?

A look of incomprehension.

I was buried in the earth, and when my hand came out – my knee was gone.

I put down the skirt that was lifted up.

I was buried in the earth, and when I came out of the ground — my feet were gone.

Throw the foot that doesn't fit the size back to the so-called cute boy.

When cuteness is no longer cute, but a mournful cry.

I was buried in the earth by a witch, and I used to have loved ones.

Where is the man's grave now, I don't know.

I'm deep in the grave.

Blink once or twice or three times, and fan your eyelashes.

Four, five, six, ringing, the bones wake up.

I now have a new love, the beloved you, Marisa.

However, I found that if I just waited and watched silently, I waited for your wedding.

Wait for me, I've retrieved my knees and my feet, and I'll come to see you...... I'm here to see you.

- You won't succeed, wedding......

It's not finished yet.

Three kinds of artifacts, jade!

Jade, the effect of the eight-foot Qiong Hook Jade - gravity.

Wrapping the boy around and coming to the woman who unleashed these moves.

No.

It wasn't a woman, but a half-beast who was angry from the bottom of her heart.

A female teacher who likes to nurture human students.

She wears a slightly darker blue dress with a little wavy edges and white short sleeves with floral threads.

The silver long straight top is decorated with a slightly strange hat ornament, which is a bit like the top floor of a Japanese castle.

At this time, the pupils of the half-beast girl had already turned into angry pupils.

-- Megumi Kamihakuzawa.

Recently hunted for small children's legs...... Kook!

No, I'm just looking for the right feet.

Teenage girl in a wheelchair.

He has darker blonde hair and neck-length blonde hair.

Blinked his golden eyes.

Turning the direction lightly, that was the tone of course.

As a woman, you will remember looking for the shoes you wanted...... How many times have you tried it out?

What anger was sparked by the sweet tone.

…… You!

It's really noisy, no matter how many years have passed...... But I don't hate it.

In the blink of an eye.

The girl in the wheelchair raised the iron block in her hand.

The Beast Pupil brings extremely powerful dynamic vision to Huiyin.

That's not a piece of iron.

That's -- handcuffs.

It is not an ancient flintlock pistol, nor is it a pistol with multiple shots in a single shot.

…… Dodge! Dodge the shooting path.

I can't hide from it. Yan Ran smiled.

Bang bang.

Bang bang bang.

Bang knock.

In total, six shots, six blood flowers like fireworks exploded, blooming on Huiyin's body.

And, the blood mist, the blood mist is like a sprayer swaying mist flowers, above where Huiyin fell.

I don't have a lot of hands on my feet, so I'm asking the red-haired human to help me get a good idea.

Handcuffs beyond the modern ...... A handcuff that even youkai can't dodge...... Who are you?

Huiyin.

As Bai Ze's half-beast, the strength of his body is at least the strength of twisting steel wires.

However.

And because it's strong enough, it's just ...... Pierced.

Hands, arms, feet, thighs, abdomen, lungs, pierced.

Instead of being blown apart by a blur of flesh and blood.

Who am I...... Hmmm, too, you don't know about me.

Wheelchairs, handcuffs.

It's not ancient, it's not modern.

It's a product of the future.

I don't hate you.

The girl finished speaking.

Huiyin, who fell to the ground, pulled the trigger continuously.

The girl's shoulders, elbows, wrists, and even wheelchairs shook a lot.

The only thing that could be confirmed was that a large number of bullets were pouring down on the ground without stopping.

But I'm jealous of your legs.

Huiyin, lower body.

Half body, lower body.

The flesh is blurred, and the flesh is perforated.

Broken foot bones, broken foot bones.

Ah, you may not know me very well, but I was most active in the era of the first Boli, and you are still a half-beast...... How many years have you been lazy and wasted? Lost to the futuristic handcuffs that have evolved from modern times, as a matter of course.

I used to live at the shrine with the consent of the first Hakurei, but I was banished by my successor shrine maiden to the Death House in the Forest of Magic.

Soul ...... You're a spirit. The history in the brain of Kamibai Zehuiyin has her existence.

It's really a teacher who knows history well, and I got it right.

I'm now fulfilling this body's legacy -- it's no longer Kana, it's Kana, Annabellar...... Although it resembles Annabelle of a horror doll.

Wheelchair girl, Kana smiled sweetly and sweetly.

Pressed a button on the handle of the wheelchair.

Surprisingly, not a suspended wheelchair.

Wheelchair wheels.

Stir up the hum and Kana's singing.

Ding~~ Dingding.

I was buried in the earth, and when my hand came out – my knee was gone.

I was buried in the earth, and when I came out of the ground — my feet were gone.

Where are they, where are they hiding, and guess what, where are they hiding.

Wait for me, I've retrieved my knees and my feet, and I'll come to see you...... I'm here to see you.

Where are you, Marisa~Is it where you are~?

The good and bad broadcaster happened to recover most of it

Nursery rhymes – the sky is full of sunset.

The sun went down and the temple bells rang from the mountains.

Hand in hand, go home, follow the crows.

The kid came home...... Went home.

Wheelchair wheels.

Rolling red traces on the land, from thick to light.

The rest of the ground was red and badly wounded.

Wheelchair mobility.

Kana, disappear into the darkness.

The opening of the third volume declares.

The equipment is not ancient, nor is it modern.

It's from futuristic high-tech equipment.

-- The destruction of future weddings is not empty talk.