How Are We Two-Dimensional Everyday So Magical

"This article is two!"

Listening to the laughter of the women outside, Beichuan Yu still doesn't know that he has been played, but unfortunately he can't help, mastering other people's black history is to be able to do whatever he wants.

No longer thinking about this, the key is that it is useless to think about it, Kitagawa Yu took off his coat and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his thin and fleshy body dressed.

"Senior sister, what about the model outfit?"

Kitagawa Yu, who was halfway off, was shocked to find that there were only women's clothes in this dressing room, and upon closer inspection, it seemed that it was still cos.

However, because he has not seen the anime of this world, he can't recognize what the characters are.

The art department has cos, is this a normal thing?

But thinking that whether it is Eiri Pear or Honjo Erya, even if it is closely related to the house with Izumi Sagi, it seems very reasonable to think so.

Reasonable is reasonable, but it has nothing to do with him, whether he should wear clothes or no clothes, you can't let him go out in women's clothes... Hiss, it seems to be a little heartwarming.

No, I'm a pure master, how can I wear women's clothes, it's impossible.

Kitagawa Yu snapped his chest.

"Didn't I say that? We want models who don't wear clothes!

"You didn't say that!"

Listening to Honjo Erya's somewhat frivolous voice, Kitagawa Yu felt a little broken.

He put on his coat and ran out.

"Give up and don't do it, whoever loves it should go!"

"You really don't do it?"

Honjo Erya stopped Kitagawa Yu and looked at him with a smile.

"Don't do it, I won't do anything you say!"

Kitagawa Yu stared at Honjo Erya, his voice very firm.

"Well, I don't want to use this trick!"

Benjo Erya shook his head and unfolded the book in his hand.

"On a certain day of a certain month, a certain year, a certain man actually imitated a magical girl on the street to transform, and it is reported that this man's surname is Beichuan."

"On a certain day of a certain month and year of a certain year, a certain man surnamed Beichuan sang selflessly in the history class, presenting a wonderful performance for the whole class."

"On a certain day in a certain month and month of a certain year, a certain man surnamed Beichuan held himself and rubbed his pillow, calling my wife in his mouth."

"I can show video proof of this!"

Honjo Jiya whispered in Kitagawa Yu's ear, but seeing his unchanged appearance, she suddenly felt a little out of control.

"Hmph, continue to say, senior sister, I'll see how many more you can say!"

"Aren't you afraid that I will really burst out?"

"Boom, today I Beichuan Yu is the death of the society, I can't die anymore, and I won't agree to any of your requests again!"

Kitagawa looked at Honjo Erya with a sneer.

"Very good, then don't blame me for starting Plan B, I hope you can hold on!"

Plan B？

Kitagawa looked at her in surprise, seemingly not understanding what it meant.

"On a certain day of a certain month and year, a certain man surnamed Kitagawa and a certain woman surnamed Yuki had a dance exchange in front of their home."

"On a certain day in a certain month of a certain year, a certain man surnamed Beichuan and a certain immortal in a painting had a smooth and fluent martial arts confrontation, heh, it was actually an evil path."

That's it?

Although Kitagawa Yu did not speak, this was the meaning revealed in his eyes.

How could it be so simple.

Benjo Erya returned such a look, and then said: "You say, what will happen to those little girlfriends who tell you these two news!"

"They're not me..."

Kitagawa subconsciously wanted to answer, but quickly stiffened, although it was true that they did not have a relationship with him, there was no doubt that they did have a good impression of him.

It would be fine if it was just someone else, but there was a girl named Katsura Yanye, not to mention that something was not quite right with Hina's lately.

"Going to the other side of sadness, finally reaching the other side of sadness, whether it is warmth or the future, is no longer important to me, falling..."

"The Other Side of Sorrow" began to ring in his ears, and he seemed to see his separated future.

"Lord Benjo, please spare the kid, the kid agreed!"

In order not to step towards the end of the blood, Kitagawa Yu bowed ninety degrees to the second ya of this article.

The moment he lowered his head, he seemed to see a man with a backlight stretching out his hands to him in a trance: "Look, no one can get rid of the law of true fragrance, welcome to join the real fragrance family!" "

The Jingze Sect Master sincerely doesn't deceive me!

Kitagawa Yu said reverently in his heart.

"I've spared you, so go and finish your job."

"That, Lord Honjo, let's discuss, can we leave the innermost one!"

After thinking about it, she finally reluctantly agreed to his request.

..................

"Come on, Yu Kitagawa is just a modeling job, you can!"

He finished cheering himself up, finished his mental construction, and pushed open the locker room door in one breath.

"My vision is indeed right!"

Yes, senior sister has the best vision.

"What a perfect body, ah, inspiration rushed in!"

Yingli, stop it, I don't want to be the male protagonist of your book yet.

"Abs, eight-pack abs, hehe!"

Girl, you're broken... It doesn't seem to collapse again, no, girl, don't be such an idiot, I'm afraid.

Listening to the words of the third daughter, Beichuan Yu complained in his heart.

Honjo Erya pulled Kitagawa Yu to a scene: "This is like this here, there is that, OK, that's it!" After

a flurry of fiddling, Kitagawa Yu was put into a pose. (Specific gesture refer to David)

"Good, fantastic, perfect,."

Ying Li Li's brush flew in her hand, her eyes were full of excitement, and she muttered to herself.

"This muscle line is like it was carved."

Honjo Erya circled around him, constantly tasting his figure.

"Okay?"

With Beichuan Yu's current physical strength, he didn't feel tired, but the hungry and longing eyes of the third girl made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Okay, move on to the next move!"

"And the next one?"

Only three beautiful white eyes answered him, and he once again became a toy to be played with.

This time the posture is seated (reference thinker), for the sake of muscle texture, close observation is adopted, so the attraction of his abs increases many times.

"This abs, this is fantastic!"

Under the strong attraction, Kazumi Sawu couldn't help but poke.

So hard!

After touching it, the idea immediately appeared in her mind.

"Ah, how do you sneak away, I want it too."

"Sawu, you are not well-behaved, how can you rob your sister's head soup."

Eiri and Honjo Jiya also extended their thief's hand to Kitagawa Yu.

"No, don't!"

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"I'm not clean, I can't get married!"