I want to dream.
My head started crying too much, and I thought about it vaguely.
I was told that I could not be seen as a person of the opposite sex, and I wanted to teach you a little me when I was crying.
You'll cry in love over and over again, but don't give up.
It won't all be in vain.Your path is properly connected to Lord Leonhardt's.
When I try to rub my eyes with my hands as I raise my throat, it stops gently.
"You can't rub it. It'll swell up even more later."
Leonhardt smiled at me with a grim face.
I remembered several times as I immersed my hand wipes in the washbasin on the table beside the bed and watched it squeeze.
Gentle.
Leonhardt has always been gentle, but he has a different sense of distance.
Even though it is similar to a sole that burns to take care of my sister, I can clearly see that it is a different kind.With a spoiling workmanship and voice, I could truly feel that I had become a lover again.
No, it's not. It's not a lover... it's my fiancée.
I was allowed to look in the same direction next to Lord Leonhardt.
As a matter of course, I got a position to talk about the future we're going to walk with.
I want to dream.
Gently place your hand on your chest and repeat the same words again in your chest.
Leonhardt stared at me with a wet hand wipe.With a slightly strange lean, he gently wiped away the tear marks.
What's the matter?
Asked, he shook his head loosely.
He tilted his neck and closed his eyes as he leaned against the big hand of the wipe.
I want to feel that this feeling of happiness is not an illusion, so I rub it against the heat.
"...... ah"
I felt a breathtaking sound.
At the same time, Leonhardt's hand was also tightened.
The big hand gently strokes me, but it feels good, but it hardens and doesn't seem to move.
I couldn't...?
"I guess it was depressing..."
When I opened my eyes and tried to look at Leonhardt, my hand moved.
Wet hand wipes fall to the floor.
Surprised by the sound, he opened his eyes wide and there was Leonhardt's face in his sight.
……
……
They stare at each other silently at a distance where their lips are likely to touch.
The indescribably subtle air flowed.
"What should I do..."
This is totally wrong about the timing of opening your eyes.
I ran through fifteen years unrelated to the pornographic event, so I made a terrible mistake.
Even now, if you meditate on your eyes, you'll be in time.
... no, but what if not?If you close your eyes and find out that you're just checking for swelling around your eyes, maybe I'll die. I'm ashamed to die.
Leonhardt left while he was struggling.
"... I'm sorry. I was unconscious."
I snorted and pulled myself back.
Gently raise your hands to appeal if you don't touch it anymore.
Huh?
I wonder what was unconscious.
Looking up, Leonhardt's eyes quickly stained with vermilion.I looked away, covering my mouth with one hand.
If you think you're allowed to touch it, you can't control it.
Your head is twitching, and the impact runs from the tip of your head to your toes.
It's like I ran off with all my strength, and my heart is upset.I couldn't even afford to worry about the smell of oozing sweat.
If you want to touch it, I would like to say that you are welcome, but it is too impossible.
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