Yukino poked her head out of the quilt, and a few strands of hair wrapped around her little red face.

She glanced at the closed door and buried herself under the covers again.

The two white and tender calves fluttered back and forth, shining with an ivory sheen in the light of the sun.

"Hmm—

" "Hmm—"

From inside the quilt, came a series of embarrassed snorts.

I....

Shame to death, shame to death....

......

Itokoshi returned to the room and closed the door.

Pick up the sheet placed next to the pillow and just get ready to reclaim the system space.

Mad San appeared, held his wrist, and looked at him with a smile: "Dear master~ What are you going to do with this cloth?" It

seems that after a period of relief, Mad San has returned to the state of the royal sister and began to take the initiative to laugh.

Ito-koshi said very solemnly: "Collect!

Mad San blinked his eyes and said in amazement, "Huh? "

It's something that girls only do once in a lifetime, and it's very symbolic."

Mad San glared at him: "Since it is so important, should it be handed over to the girl herself for safekeeping?"

Ito shook his head and continued, "For me, this bloodstain is a constant warning that I should wholeheartedly care for the girls who entrust everything to me.

"Don't let them be sad, sad, hurt."

"This is a memorial, and it is also a bloodstain engraved in the bottom of my heart, do you know me, Sansan-chan?"

Mad San's eyes softened: "I didn't expect you to think like this..."

She didn't look away, her double ponytail hung in front of her shoulders, and her tone said without care

: "Well~ it can't be handed over to you for safekeeping... Do you want to cherish it, do you hear me? The

white light in Ito's hand flashed, and it suddenly became empty.

He took Mad San's hand and said with a smile:

"Understood."

Mad San glanced at the hand that was held, his lips pursed slightly, and his heterochromatic eyes revealed the innocence of a little girl.

Yes, that's really commemorative.

In remembrance, Tokisaki Rizo belonged physically and mentally to this man named Itokoshi.

Mad San's body leaned over, and the shoulders of the two people gently bumped together:

"Master, isn't it time to go?" Anyway, after leaving, time will be suspended here. "

Time pause?"

"yes? What's wrong?

"It's nothing..." Ito coughed lightly: "Let's go!"

Mad San bowed his head slightly, shook the hand in his hand, and let go.

Turning around gorgeously like a court dance, he bent down and saluted.

"See you in seventeen years then, master~"

The flintlock gun aimed at Itokoshi's head, and his delicate fingers pulled the trigger.

"Bang-" The

faint smoke dispersed, and Itokoshi's figure disappeared.

The next moment, Mad San reloaded the bullets.

Thinking that these bullets were all saved by him at once, Mad San's face turned slightly red.

"Engraved Emperor Twelve Bullets!"

In the ancient courtyard house, the girl in the gothic skirt held a flintlock gun to her head, and shot

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the figure of Mad San also disappeared.

However, if there are onlookers, this is simply a large-scale ethical suspense drama of emotional disputes.

The girl was still snuggling up to the teenager with a covetous face at the last moment, and as soon as she turned around, she took out a gun....

One shot honors the other party, one shot honors oneself, one shot honors freedom, and one shot salutes death.

Kill you, I'll purple sand....

Sansan-chan, you also said that you are not a sick petite!

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