Tokyo Self-Defense Forces

I bought an egg-shaped gadget with a string attached, and then took the bus to go home.

Not only that.

Even his daughter on the other side did not listen to him. She opened the door, walked out of the yard, and bravely sat on the seat at the bus stop in front of the house in a proper manner.

Next to her was the handsome older brother whom she had just described to her father.

The sunset is about to fall in the sky.

The cool wind made Tokyo feel a little chilly.

[Hoshino Makoto: Hide in the corner, turn your back, open your skirt a little, and take a picture for me to check if you have put your things away properly.]

Hoshino Makoto didn't pay much attention to the little girl who suddenly appeared beside him, and continued to send instructions to Miyazawa Chiri on the other end of the phone.

But the little girl was a little stupid and insisted on coming over to ask him questions.

"Big brother, are you playing games?"

"The character in your game looks like my mother!"

077 Go and bully my mother

Whose child is this?

I don’t know how to manage it.

It's bad enough that he just wanders around, but he also comes and talks to strangers. Aren't you afraid of being kidnapped?

I have such a big heart....

Hoshino Makoto despises parents who don't take good care of their children, and he is also not very willing to pay attention to children. After all, he doesn't know what their character is. Although they are cute, it would be very annoying if they are naughty children.

So, when the little girl came over, Hoshino Makoto's response to her was to coldly move his butt to the other end of the chair, leaving one person's space between them.

I thought I would give up when I saw the difficulty.

Unexpectedly, this child was not shy at all. He followed Hoshino Makoto's steps swiftly and slowly crawled to Hoshino Makoto's side, wanting to see Hoshino Makoto's mobile phone.

"Brother, what game is that on your phone? Can you tell me the name?"

Upon hearing this, Hoshino Makoto immediately turned off his phone.

Even if you are in a sinful country like an island nation, you cannot lead your children astray.

Looking at this little girl who looked about five or six years old, wearing a floral dress and as delicate as a porcelain doll, Hoshino Makoto frowned and waved his hand in a bad tone.

"Go ahead, kids, don't look around. Be careful of getting stye."

"Big brother, what is a needle eye? And what is the name of the game you play? I want to play it too."

The little girl blinked her big, bright eyes.

She really wanted to know the name of the game in which the character looked like her mother, but she didn't know why this handsome older brother refused to tell her and was so rude.

But don't be afraid.

Mom and Dad said that when there are difficulties, we should overcome them instead of being afraid of them, so she is not afraid of being scolded.

The breeze blew gently.

The ends of Hoshino's hair were curled up.

Looking into the little girl's bright eyes, this time Hoshino really looked at her several more times.

It's not because the little girl is cute. In Hoshino's opinion, lolita lovers and homosexuals deserve to be killed and cut into pieces.

The reason why he looked at her was purely because her appearance reminded Hoshino Shin of two old friends.

Combined with the first words the little girl said when she came, Hoshino Shin sighed and looked at the Miyazawa family with their doors wide open not far behind him.

I heard that the Miyazawa family has a daughter, and this little girl said that the Miyazawa senior she just saw looks very much like her mother. It can't be such a coincidence.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"Humph!"

The little girl snorted softly and crossed her arms proudly. Her expression and movements were exactly the same as her mother Miyazawa Chiri:

"If you don't tell me the name of the game, I won't tell you my name is Miyazawa Ran."

“…”

Well, it’s true that she is as stupid as Miyazawa Chiri.

This made Hoshino really laugh.

"Okay, this little friend named Miyazawa Ran, can you tell me what you are doing here?"

After all, it was Miyazawa Chiri's child, and he had slept with her so many times. Even if Hoshino was really cruel, he wouldn't just watch her child get lost without caring.

"what!"

After hearing what Hoshino Makoto said, Miyazawa Ran was shocked:

"How do you know my name? Are you...Superman?"

Hoshino is really not a superman.

But he is Superman every day.

"Yes, I am Superman, so from now on, little Miyazawa Ran, you must listen to me and don't run around. Just wait here for your mother to come home."

Hear the words.

Miyazawa Lan jumped up in surprise.

"You actually knew my mother was coming home..."

Is this kid so scary?

Hoshino Makoto smiled without saying anything, opened her mother's LINE and sent her a message.

[Makoto Hoshino: I don’t know what happened to your daughter, but she ran out. I’m watching her now. Please come here quickly. I don’t like taking care of children.]

In one sentence, it was clarified that the child's running away had nothing to do with her and that she was being forced to take care of the child.

The main purpose is to hope that Miyazawa Chiri will not misunderstand when she comes.

Otherwise, even if Hoshino Makoto now clearly knows Miyazawa Chiri's hobby, there is no guarantee that the mother will not go crazy for her child and Hoshino Makoto because she mistakenly believes that Hoshino Makoto wants to harm the child.

After receiving the news from Hoshino Makoto, they were instantly excited.

[Miyazawa Chiri: This little idiot, how could she run out again? I beg the master to help me take good care of her. As long as she is fine, I will agree to anything the master wants.]

After replying to the message, Miyazawa Chiri was very sensible and presented the photos that Hoshino Makoto had previously asked her to take.

In the corner of the bus.

With her back to everyone, she secretly took a photo of Hoshino Makoto, showing an egg-shaped toy hidden inside black triangular lace. Sticky, crystal-clear sweat seeped through the black lace and slowly flowed down her plump thighs.

This is probably the most obedient and fastest time that Miyazawa Chiri has been.

It seems that Hoshino Shin's choice was not wrong. She really cares about her daughter. Otherwise, with her personality, she would have delayed Hoshino Shin for at least fifteen minutes and would not take pictures until the bus was about to arrive at the station.

[Hoshino Makoto: Don’t be nervous, don’t let anyone find out. If you are seen by others, I will slap you hard on the butt as punishment.]

After sending the message, Hoshino Makoto turned his gaze back to Miyazawa Ran.

"Do you want to know what game I play?"

"Uh-huh."

“My game is actually my superpower.”

"what?"

"Do you want to learn?" Xingye Zhen smiled brightly. At this moment, he seemed like the wolf grandmother who tricked Little Red Riding Hood: "If you want to learn, I will teach you!"

Hearing his words, Miyazawa Ran jumped up again.

Only this time it was happy.

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the other side.

Miyazawa Chiri, who was originally worried about her daughter, suddenly felt less sad after seeing Hoshino Makoto's message.

Her charming face was so red that it seemed like blood was about to drip out, and her red lips were tightly bitten.

"Slap my butt hard with that?"

"really?"

"How hard will it be? Will it be the same as when you slapped me the first time?"

The tingling sensation in the body caused by the toy.

My thighs twisted unconsciously.

My face was getting hotter and hotter, and I had a strong urge to urinate.

And the scene that slowly emerged in my mind was Hoshino Makoto grabbing his hair roughly and slapping himself hard in the face.

Miyazawa Chiri almost couldn't hold back and peed.

'So exciting!'

'I've never been treated so roughly.'

Such thoughts lingered in her mind for a long time, until the bus passed another stop, when Miyazawa Chiri suddenly realized that she shouldn't have thought that way.

"Miyazawa Chiri, are you sick?"

"You actually compared this, do you really want to be beaten by Hoshino?"

"You have to know that your husband has never hit you. What right does Xingye have? This kind of thing must not be allowed to happen."

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the restlessness in her heart, Miyazawa Chiri closed her eyes and silently endured this difficult drive.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Hoshino Makoto playing with his daughter outside the car window.

"Xiao Lan, let me teach you. You take my phone and say, 'Mom appears,' and your mother will immediately appear in front of you."

"Really?" Miyazawa Ran's expression was cute and serious.

After a short period of getting along (lying to kids), she has already believed most of what the superman Makoto Hoshino said.

"Really." Hoshino Shin glanced at Miyazawa Chiri on the bus and said, "If you don't believe me, try it right now."

"Okay." Miyazawa Ran's expression darkened, and she held Hoshino Makoto's phone with great momentum and shouted, "Mom is here!"

Then her mother got off the bus.

The sound of high heels attracted Miyazawa Ran's attention.

The moment I saw my mother.

All of a sudden!

Miyazawa Ran admired Hoshino Makoto, the older brother she had just met, even more, and wanted to kowtow to him and become his disciple on the spot.

But now, his mother came towards him aggressively, looking as if she was going to eat him, which made him panic.

At this moment, Xingye Zhen shouted: "Xiaolan, continue to use the command. Do you remember what I taught you just now?"

"Remember!" Miyazawa Lan's eyes lit up.

Yes, as long as I use my super powers, I won’t be beaten by my mother.

"Brother Superman, go bully my mom until she has no energy to beat me up."

078 Unplug the cable

People come and go.

As the roar of the bus faded away, the graceful young woman walked with a slightly awkward posture, holding her bag in one hand and clenching her fist with the other. She walked faster and faster, and her plump and straight body swayed with the strange pace.

Any normal adult could guess at a glance that something was wrong.

But for a little kid who is only five or six years old.

The mother's gradually furrowed brows, clenched teeth, and flushed face were all signs that she was going to clean herself up.