Drunken Dream Death II

As serious as ever, Kumakawa thought. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The naivety and seriousness of trying to teach is not at all like that of a person judging other races. The fact that such a character turned out to be the supreme judge of hell once disappointed Qiu Ma Chuanyu.

However, Yingji's purity and uprightness, Qiu Mochuan personally doesn't hate it.

But it is not up to the level of partners.

Strictly speaking, Enma ...... Especially like the four seasons of the Eihime.,It's more like a companion who takes care of humans.怂

However, the overload has completely no companions, and some are only of the same kind. It was so before, it is now, and it will be so in the future. Even after experiencing the life of a certain school park for a period of time,Kuma River still holds this idea.怂

He likes to watch jumps the most, but he hates them too.

"Friendship, hard work, victory", he pursues friendship, he tries his best, but he can never get the victory he wants.

It's like his lover talked to him at a certain college.

And just as he had said to Nianna.

As you can see

The capable will prevail over the incompetent

This is the reality of this world

He squinted at King Yan Luo in front of him, but his attitude was rare without a trace of contempt.

For me, who has an empty head and keeps failing

Reflect on something or something

Pointless

As always, he denied it. Then, throw in the towel.

It's just that..................

"Don't say that because your head is empty and you keep failing, you think that reflection is useless, and you bear defeat until you die with an indifferent face!"

This is a rebuke.

"Hell is not a shelter for the dead dogs, and the dead do not talk about the misery of their failures in hell. ā€

That's what they can't say, right?

Ying Ji glared at him, and Kumagawa quickly blinked his eyes and stopped talking.

"So, you, who have always refused to reveal your heart," Ying Ji did not spare him because of this, and pressed step by step, "In this place where you can speak, why don't you refuse to tell your true words!?"

Staring at the Enma with a serious face, Kumagawa smiled.

In the ambiguity, there is a touch of abandonment and cruelty.

Truth or ......?

I've forgotten that stuff since [she] was gone

What was silent laughing eventually turned into a sigh.

Not a drop left.

Lena flipped the bottle over, as if trying to squeeze out some wine. It's a pity that the bottle of wine is not a sponge that absorbs water, and you can squeeze out the water by squeezing it.

"Aren't you quite able to drink?"

Eryan Yizang looked at the old man whose face remained unchanged, and laughed with joy (evil) and greeting.

The boy gently placed the empty bottle on the table, and his wry smile came out of the lustrous white porcelain.

"It's not a question of whether you can drink it or not. ā€

"............ that?" asked the curious baby Sanae.

"No matter how good I drink, it's impossible not to get drunk. ā€

Speaking of this, Sui Na glanced at the maid not far away: "If you want not to get drunk, the best way is not to drink." ā€

The maid's silence did not last long.

"What does Mr. Sui Na mean is that if you want nothing to happen, the best way is not to communicate with our Red Devil Pavilion?"

The boy shrugged his shoulders, his face full of innocence: "I didn't mean that. ā€

"It's just that neither my predecessors nor I have dealt with the so-called Red Devil Pavilion, don't you think your actions are too presumptuous, Miss Sixteen Nights?"

"Suina-kun, you're too rigid," Sanae said seriously, "how can you make friends if you don't meet other people." ā€

Who can make friends with strangers as soon as they meet...... and it is not love at first sight between men and women.

In Nianna's opinion, this is complete serious nonsense.

Besides, Miss Sanae, you are so enthusiastic, it always feels very wrong............

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