Earlier, when fancy motorcycles sped through the streets of Tokyo, looking for cherry blossoms that were still in full bloom at the end of April.

The bright headlights draw horizontal lines on the street, intertwined into the unique totem of modern civilization.

Inside a high-end condominium

In the spacious bedroom, there is enough to lie on the large bed of four or five people, the sheets are as white as snow, but the pair of jade legs that lie on top are even whiter. What kind of legs are they? To put it simply, just by looking at these beautiful legs, you will feel that it doesn't matter even if you don't have an upper body.

Completely satisfies all human fantasies, not to mention the length, it is completely the degree to which the sister's legs are longer than the sister's life. The skin is whiter than snow, and every inch of the skin is flawless. The relaxed calves are slender and have straight and graceful lines. The thighs did not let the flesh flow to both sides like ordinary people, but were round and straight, plump and toned at the same time, and they were full of exercise at a glance, which was a full combat weapon.

Quietly going up along the perfect long legs, I saw that the root of the thighs was slightly covered by the hem of the wide white T-shirt, and I could only see a deep darkness in the canyon. There is infinite temptation in the half-concealment, seducing the soul.

The lustful moonlight is also smooth, pouring inch by inch on this perfect delicate body.

The loose T-shirt bulged abruptly on her chest, which really responded to the sentence that the horizontal view is like a peak on the side of the ridge, with different heights from near and far. If you lie between those beautiful legs and look up along the middle line of the triangle, you can only see two hemispherical peaks and a deep canyon in between. And if you ride on that beautiful leg and look down from top to bottom, you can get a glimpse of the whole picture, see the beautiful twin peaks like the jade bowl upside down, and even see a touch of snow white that can't be restrained from the neckline.

The large floor-to-ceiling windows are neither curtained nor blocked by any screen-like decoration, so that the moonlight can flow freely into the room. But even so, the view was not seen, as there was not a single building that was level with the apartment. Superior apartments, towers.

The favorite of the rich in Tokyo, Samisaki once strongly recommended it to Kyosuke Hojo. For the same price, Ruyiliao's neighbors are third-tier starlets, dentists, and presidents of small factories. But if you come here, you may become a popular star, the president of a well-known club.

And what is a woman who lives alone in such a mansion doing at the moment? Listening to classical music and applying a mask? Looking at the countless messages sent by licking dogs on the phone, I laughed secretly? Looking at a German book that is used as a bedtime read?

"Dian Wei Dian Wei! Dark Star Machine Divine Dian Wei!! ”

A loud roar suddenly sounded, and the woman with perfectly long legs yelled like crazy.

But when the light on the phone flashed, her hands fell weakly, and the phone fell to the bed. What appeared on the screen was not the latest character, the Dark Star Machine God Dian Wei, but the thirty-year-old Hedong Pang Tong.

Yes, she's playing a game.

Also, at three or four o'clock in the morning, what delicate woman will not sleep? Don't want to die? Or if you don't sleep at three or four o'clock, your skin can still be so smooth and firm, you should simply be pulled and shot!

Woowoo woo –

The woman rolled over and tucked her face into the pillow, her legs kicking up and down, slamming the soft bed hammer.

"It's been ten times in a row!!"

The woman sobbed and straightened up, and the little face full of despair that I saw pity instantly made people feel that even if it was only the upper body, it didn't matter.

She turns on her phone and wants to cry to her friends about her tragic experience, and by the way, accuse her of the crimes of unscrupulous games.

We all know that there are Africans, but why am I African! Why! Who prescribes who is African!? How many games and how many phones have been changed. Is it really real-name authentication!?

She quickly clicked on the chat boxes one by one, don't get me wrong, it's not a copy and paste, her anger can't be vented in just a few lines. Besides, she's a Mandarin teacher! Writing a small essay is not easy to grasp.

The names of the chat boxes are: Yukiyuki, Miki, and the annoying Jing Yangno

But! waited and waited, and the people who saw it would definitely burst into tears, and no one replied at all.

Ahh

The advantage of being older is that it is difficult to meet people who need to use honorifics. Life, lonely as snow.

This made Hiratsuka's mood even lower, but fortunately, she noticed the time.

Three forty

Oh, that's it. Trash games, ruin my youth! I can chat with as many people as I have this time on the chat app!

A woman who wouldn't talk to a stranger at all thought so.

It's good, it looks like everyone is sleeping well. That's right, I still have to work and go to work tomorrow, so I can't sleep well!

The woman who was still complaining just now instantly found a reason to comfort herself, but it was not comforting, because this was her true thoughts.

She is a qualified teacher and knows the dangers of staying up late and indulging in games. Although she stayed up late playing games and was krypton and liverless, this did not affect her in the slightest to guide her friends to goodness!

My friends are asleep, but the evil anger in my chest is not vomiting or unhappy. No, Hiratsuka Jing only clicked on a chat group that was added because of playing games.

Hey, sure enough, they are all Internet addicts, and they are all so energetic. Don't you all need to go to work and school tomorrow!

Thinking so, Hiratsuka Jing also typed a sentence:

"Good evening, have you all woken up? I'm waking up so early, and it's time to wake up in three hours."

The group that had been chatting hotly suddenly paused, and then the overwhelming complaints poured in like a tide.

"It's a mud cat, every time I see her speak, I feel like it's a mistake to exist."

"Thank you for reminding me it's time to sleep, damn it, three hours, sleep...... Sleep in the classroom."

"I have a question, why do humans need to go to work?"

"It's so painful, my brain can't be used!"

"The mud cat's words are always so nice."

"Mud Cat" is Hiratsuka's nickname, taken from Natsume Soseki's haiku, "When the rain does not stop, the mud cat sleeps and dies in the Buddhist scriptures."

To be precise, the nickname has been in use since two years ago, and in the early days she had been using the phrase "Grandma said I was God". In PVP games, it belongs to the kind that will be besieged when you see it.,But she doesn't care.,Or like it very much.,After all, a woman who reads fighting comics will play games casually? How can it be fun to have a PK fight when you have a pet to take landscape photos!

Such a meaningful nickname, of course, was given to her by Yukino Baixiang, who is like a beauty in an ink painting.

At the beginning, she was a little unhappy that her original nickname was more handsome, but after being ruthlessly pointed out by Miki Okuji, "What kind of person do you think with such a screen name will be?"

"Of course he's a handsome guy with both wisdom and bravery!" Hiratsuka is full of confidence, this is the essence extracted from Kamen Rider armor fighting!

「…… I won't talk about you if you insist on treating the second middle school as a loyal and brave man, and I pinched my nose and endured the handsome guy, but you are a great beauty!"

yes, I'm a great beauty!

Hiratsuka suddenly realized.

Damn, I've never been in love at nearly thirty years old, and I was kicked out of the venue when I experienced a blind date, and I helped the blind date to retrieve the bag that was snatched away by the thief, but because I punched the thief, and when the four were dating, the man opposite raised his hand tremblingly when he spoke, and asked if he could talk...... After a series of things that can be called a history of blood and tears, Hiratsuka almost forgot that she was a super beauty.

Damn it, why don't I have a boyfriend! Why haven't I gotten married? Why am I still playing games in the middle of the night? Why do I have to be ridiculed by idiot games to be African! Why do I have to sleep in such a big bed alone! Why......

This is the end of the memory, and Hiratsuka Shizuna, who exudes a corrupt and ominous black atmosphere, sent a screenshot of the game to the game group. The group members who haven't slept at this point are really people who have been tortured by the game, and they really sent out words of comfort.

"I used to tell my friend that my instincts were accurate, and he smashed more than a dozen scratch tickets I bought in my face and told me to get out, but if he saw Mr. Mud Cat, he would definitely kneel down and apologize to me."

"I knew that the game had a dog tray, but I didn't expect there to be a pluto. My father always told me to study hard, read more biographies and learn business methods. But I didn't expect to see such a wonderful business battle in the body of His Excellency Mud Cat. This is a technique that is more advanced than drowning the fortune tree - you laugh at me that I am African, and everyone is African!"

"Advanced, advanced, if I hadn't been out of Dian Wei in one shot, I'm afraid I'd have a cerebral hemorrhage when I see the screenshot of the mud cat."

「……」

Hiratsuka looked at everyone's news, only to feel that the anger in his heart gradually subsided, turning into a pitch-black liquid and accumulating.

This month's salary...... Draw out!

It was obviously late at night, but because of such an unlucky bastard, the air was full of happiness.

Suddenly, a different message appeared in a harmonious group.

"Big Event: Extreme Way VS Bad! The demise of the Yamazakura group?"

Yamazakura group? Some familiar words made Hiratsuka's eyes change.

I looked at it, and the person who spoke was Hanayataro, a high school student, with very little krypton, and playing games all by his liver, and was an ordinary high school student. When I stayed up late and met by chance in the group before, the two chatted a few words, and I remember that his house seems to be in Katsushika District.

As for the Yamazakura Group, she switched the interface, opened the contact book, and rummaged through for a while to see a contact called "Tsuchima Village (Yamazakura Group)".

This is a separate group, and everyone else's name is followed by a XX group suffix.

She looked at the time again and confirmed that it was almost four o'clock.

Is it so hard to do it now?

She raised her eyebrows incredibly, even if she was going to fight, shouldn't she have already finished fighting and lying on the hospital bed wailing at this o'clock?

And, bad?

Keywords such as airplane head, high backrest, and love Luo Wuyong quickly appeared in her mind.

Shouldn't those guys have gone to bed earlier? And when did the bad dare to go to the Yamazakura group to fight? The Yamazakura Group is not one of those messy little gangs, it's an organization that has been cut off by someone.

Thinking so, she looked at the phone screen again, and the rest of the group was obviously full of question marks like her. But after reading the news, she felt that she was probably sleepy, why would she believe these guys with brain circuit problems. I saw that the direction of the chat in the group was getting stranger and stranger.

All-black kimono katana-sama? Miss Underworld does have it, her hair is black, bright and long, she turns around and flies up like a black crescent, her beautiful legs are long and straight, and she is so cool that she will never forget it at first sight, and she is a peerless beauty who is pursued by thousands of young male uncles.

But a bad girl in a machine-gun sailor suit? What a dream! Bad girls are all non-mainstream! Compared to Miss Soprano, you can't watch it at all!

The two descriptions can be said to be all subjective and not a little objective, as long as people with brains can think of who the so-called underworld lady is.

A woman whose daily pastime is playing games and watching tokusatsu and fighting hot-blooded comics. I don't know how to arrange flowers and tea, and Ikido mixed martial arts are proficient in everything. On weekends, I drink when I have time, and if I am more elegant, I wear camouflage pants and a black vest and drive an off-road vehicle to the wilderness to continue drinking.

A high Chinese language teacher who works as a kryptonite and can only eat ramen if he accidentally goes too far, but lives in a high-class tower in the center of the city, and drives a Toyota Land Cruiser and an Aston Martin Vantage.

Almost no one of her friends knew anything about her family, and even her best friend had never been to her home.

Such a person is not a killer or anything! Even spies have to find a fake husband and a fake daughter to disguise their identity!

In short, this mere and outdated Mandarin classroom is actually the eldest lady of the Higashikawa family, one of the three major violent groups in Tokyo.

At this moment, the eldest lady is looking at the crazy pursuit of the underworld lady in the group, and at the same time, she quietly followed a few thumbs up to indicate that the underworld lady is high!

even secretly thought to himself, if you sand sculpture friends can boast more, Miss Ben will forgive you for your previous offense. If I'm happy to praise me, it's not that I can't tell you what the real underworld lady is like.

What an all-black kimono, unless my old man dies, who will wear it. Katana? How low, what age is it still a knife and a gun, of course, to open a bigger and more luxurious store opposite the opposite pachinko shop, and the machine uses all the most popular animations to run out of the other party's store, so that they can't pay their wages and then go out of business.

This is the extreme way of modern times, and we must keep pace with the times in order to survive!

As for the eldest lady? How could it be possible to stay in that kind of place, where I attended a girls' school from childhood to adulthood, and the university was called the Ochanomizu Women's University of the Women's Todai. The eldest lady with all-round development of morality, intellect and body is the right way!

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