“The man's hands are so happy...” The sound of a deep voice enters the depths of the earth, and I am confused. However, the image of the voice is the sense of self-truth, and the beauty of the hairdresser is forgetful, the hair is long, the skin is white, and the smile is cute. Since I started working at my own vocational school, I have been busy with other things every day, and I have spent a lot of time competing with scissors. A friend of Ario Gamasu. Ended in 2 years. However, the difference between species is actually very subtle in the mind and body of an envoy. When my fingers reach my chest, I am unable to do so. His clothes were rubbed, his breathing disappeared, and his legs were shaken. The self-referent phase has changed the place of recognition. “I thought it was possible…” I was surprised at how similar the story was. It's embarrassing, and it's a joyous entrance to my unknown path. When I hear my ears, a sound comes out when my body starts working. When I met my parents, my eyes melted and my heart melted. When my hands and fingers reach the depths of my body, I receive them without coldness, and my buttocks begin to stick to my body. At the time of the explosion, he spoke in his own words, and had a rapturous expression since the first episode. “Manly hands are good…”
