Haru Miura's K Tour

"You are Misaki Hatta?" He led Anna towards the boy who was blushing for some reason, "Yes, yes..." "You bastard, you actually lost Anna, don't you know the current world? What if a little girl What should you do if you encounter something? Seriously, if you don’t know how to take care of the child, don’t take it. What if Anna is injured? If you lose it, why don’t you go find it? You’re still fighting with people here, what are you thinking?” See Hatta's blushing look, he was still fighting just now, and he didn't look worried about Anna at all, Xiaochun became furious. . .

Fushimi next to him saw Hatta being taught like this, he couldn't help but laugh, "Tsk, Misaki~ I will be scolded by Cao Kou Izumo when I go back... For the sake of being so pitiful, I will leave today... Daoming Temple, let's go It's gone..." 'Misaki is an idiot, and she doesn't think much of Anna either. . . '

Hatta Misaki, who was told by Xiaochun, lowered his head in shame, he knew that his nerves were thick. . . "I'm sorry, Anna..."

Anna blinked, shook her head to express her indifference, and reached out to hold Hatta's hand. . .Then "Thank you, thank you..." "Huh—what a rough nerve... Take me to the Barbara!!" "Yes, yes,,, the nagging woman" All the way silent, Hatta led the way ahead , Xiaochun and Anna followed him. . .

"Brother Cao Kou, we are back..." "Ah~ welcome back... Anna..." Pushing the door and entering, Hatta shouted, and then Xiaochun led Anna to enter. The moment he entered the door, Izumo felt himself I saw my future mother. . .Sincere. . .

Xiaochun carried Anna onto the bar chair, "I am Haru Miura, and you are Izumo Caokou?" The man in front of him looked familiar. . . "Yes...you are the hostage lady that day!!!" "...Hay~ you are that group of people?" "

"Hay - yeah, sorry..."

After some negotiations, Xiaochun got acquainted with a group of people. . .At this time, there was a burst of oppressive coercion from upstairs. . .Upstairs and down a person. . .

A gentle young man with grass-colored hair (I don't know why, I always feel heartless...) "Ah~Xiaochunjiang~" "Hayi~ Shishusang, long time no see..."

(A good girlfriend doesn't explain...) The two began to chat with no one else, and Anna saw that she was left out. . .Pull another person who came down from upstairs. . .Then sat on the sofa, "Tatara, guitar..." "Oh~ wait a minute, Xiaochun, can you listen to my singing today?" There are so many (the relationship is so good, I can’t explain it).”

"On the roads of countless intersections we met

The days when we were making noise and joking around

In the morning after talking all night about dreams, my steps become light

Looking at the future with candid eyes

No matter what happens, just act together

. . . . . . "

"It's great ~ Duo Duo Liang ~" Xiaochun said that Duo Duo Liang is versatile, except. . .sports class. . .

"Tatara, why don't you marry me..."

The people in Izumo, who were frightened by Xiaochun's words, choked on the water, broke the quilt, and knocked their heads on the bar counter, causing Deyun's mother to feel distressed.

"Okay~ If it's Xiaoharu..." As a result, Tokuta Tara's answer caused another panic. . .The two looked at the panic in front of them and laughed happily. . .

Except for Chi Wang who was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed all the time, Zhou Fangzun and little Lolita-Anna. . . (calm without explanation)

"Thank you for today, and bring Anna back..." "It's okay, Anna said so cutely... Well, I'll take my leave today..." Saying goodbye to Shishu Duoliang at the entrance of the bar. . .

On the way home, I said happily today, it seems that those bad guys are also very kind. . .

In other words, the coercion of that lion should not be underestimated. It is worthy of being the Red King, who also uses flames. Why does it feel so tall?Well, it's because my method of using flames is not right. . . .Who would cook with dead air and flames? . .

But having said that, it is indeed a parallel world, and the flames are used in high-level battles, exactly the same. . . .Sigh~ I don't know if Li Baoen has taken them in. . .Not in the same world, kind of worried about them. . .

The footsteps gradually stopped. . .Looking at the sunset in the distance. . .How did she fall in love with Sawada Tsunayoshi in the first place?Was it the time you rescued her from the water?Or his indifferent tenderness?Why would you fall into it?Ah~ Is that why you didn't take her with you when you went to Italy?

'I don't want you to come into contact with our darkness, so instead of us, take it to the sun. . . . . .? 'The gentle voice and gentle expression are so obvious, but I don't want to recognize the coldness in his eyes. . .It turned out that Li Baoen already knew that Miura Haru would be left behind, because she was not the woman Tsunayoshi Sawada liked, and she had nothing to do with Pengelie's staff. . .So I was left behind. . .But not reconciled, not reconciled. . .So, I voluntarily stepped into the darkness, but didn't tell them that my parents left and there was an accidental car accident. . .Then, as if he had no shackles, he danced in the dark, danced alone, and merged into the darkness. . .It was actually a painful time. . .

The uneasiness when first entering the darkness, the nightmare when the blood was first stained, and the numbness when killing people. . .

The joy of starting a family for the first time, the joy of the first time. . .Betrayal by someone in the family. . .the death of a child. . .

Finally, it was recognized by a group of people in Pengelie. . .Unbelievable look. . .unbelievable look,

To the eyes lost for Tsunayoshi Sawada. . .A world never seen again. . .feel his guilt. . .and impatience. . . .

Finally to the choice of Tsunayoshi Sawada. . .and her suicide. . .And he's just don't care. . .

Ah——I seem to be committing cheapness all my life, sticking to others all the time. . .People don't need it. . .

Heh-heh-heh~ Under the setting sun, the girl cried as if she wanted to burst out all her sorrows. . .The setting sun looked so sad on her body. . . . . .

The author has something to say: Not much inspiration today. . .Be sure to write well next time. . . .effort! ! !