I can no longer see the usual old man. He's spending the rest of his life in an octagonal multi-tenant building. I can't understand why anyone would buy the mementos this crappy old man left behind. However, neither he nor I have any involvement whatsoever with the data that's sent to me at the end of the month. I don't understand it anymore. What on earth is this? If you're just messing around, it's really scary, so please stop. I'm begging you. [Born in 2008, aspiring chef (1●)] [Manager of a weak baseball team (18)] [Busty girl on student council] [Slender figure, attends private tutoring] "This is my favorite season of the year. Everything feels so good, the wind and everything." Hi old man. You seem to have lost some weight since I last saw you. Driving around with shoegaze music playing. The floating feeling is exactly the same as when I'm doing that thing. It's like 'hmm...'. We've always talked using abstract words. It seems like I might finally be getting back into shape. I never dreamed that things would turn out like this so soon. I'm certain. The innocent eyes of the old man follow the object with a lingering gaze. The school uniform rustling against her slender body. The warmth of her body and the sweet scent of milk that I feel the moment I touch her, beyond my imagination. The checkered skirt that cinches her waist tightly. These days, I cross lines that should never be crossed without a second thought.
Code:
SMKCX-015 [Uncensored Leaked]
Release date:
2025-05-15
Runtime:
03:58:14