If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

What price can this small cup of sweat be sold for?

Iroha tapped the keyboard with her delicate fingers, and the person she had been looking for was about to unveil the mystery.

Stripped naked in front of her.

What an exciting scene...

The girl's legs were clamped tightly.

Wet panties squeezed into a bundle.

Wet because of sweating.

However, like a basin of cold water, the information about Mr. Yejian on the Internet is so unbelievably single.

Even the information about the unknown little star is much richer than that of this great writer of the new century.

There are only two things to summarize about him:

1. The author of "Jiao Mo Dao"

2. Enoshima Junko's boyfriend

Then it's gone.

"You fucking grandma are teasing my old lady?!"

The crisp baby voice splashed saliva on the laptop named "Little Kapa".

It got this name because of the "click" sound of typing on the keyboard.

【Ye Jian Bo Dong】Is it real name or just a pseudonym?

What is his specific identity and background?

What kind of experience have you had?

Do you have a self-media account like Twitter?

How old is it?

Are the parents alive?

What hobbies do you have?

Do you mind cheating?

All, no, yes, the answer! !

Memories come to an abrupt end here.

At this time, Iroha, who was lying on the bed in the closed small room, raised the library book above her head in dissatisfaction.

His thin white arms stretched out obliquely.

"Mha!!!"

The baby's voice trembled in the warm throat like the sound effect of peeling off the stickers.

The posture with open arms is like a superman soaring in the air.

It is also like a salted fish that does not want to move in the water and gradually sinks to the bottom.

"I'm going to find Mr. Black Cat tomorrow, can I succeed... I'm dokidoki in my heart..."

Things did not turn around. Iroha searched the Internet and found that although Yemi-sensei is as ethereal as a dream of hundreds of millions of people in Japan, the true identity of the black cat teacher is super easy to find.

Even the school she went to was picked up.

So quite logically, the thin girl found a way out that might not be so smooth for herself.

Since the black cat teacher can be found, go to the black cat teacher, the black cat teacher must have the contact information of the night meeting teacher, right?

Then it became a feasible way to contact Mr. Ye Jian through Mr. Black Cat.

But obviously, the success rate of this method is not that high even in the eyes of the love-minded Iroha.

After all, even if she met Teacher Hei Mao and Teacher Hei Mao did have the contact information of Teacher Ye Jian, would she really give her the contact information to herself?

Even if I point out that I know Teacher Ye Jian?

And to take a step back, even if I really saw Teacher Ye Jian, so what?

After all, people didn't even want to tell me their name back then...

"Ugh..."

Xiao Caiyu turned over helplessly and lay on her back on the bed.

The small breasts that had been squeezed into a puddle when they were forced to be in close contact with the bed stiffened up again.

The pink one above looked proudly at the ceiling.

Iroha was originally a female high school student who didn't like to read books very much. Apart from textbooks, the fashion magazines of Lord Dunko who were fascinated by Donko-sama were the most read in the past.

Unexpectedly, now I am addicted to the novel written by Mr. Dunzi's boyfriend.

What a sinful couple.