Total Conceit: Begins To Carry The Confucian Students Through Everyday Life

"I know you have doubts about what I said, I understand."

On the icy corridor, Michiko twisted her waist and led Hiratsuka Shizune towards a deeper area:

"But since you have chosen to actively pursue lost memories, please abandon your senseless hesitation."

"Oh..." Hiratsuka Shizune, who had been shocked that there was such a fortification underground that had lived for decades, quickly nodded his head.

The next moment, his eyes involuntarily stayed behind Michiko, admiring her swaying waist and plump figure.

Michiko is still wearing her black OL uniform that has never changed at work, and she can see the straight and rounded legs under her hip-wrapped skirt when she walks twisted and twisted.

Looking away, the curves are instantly plump, the loose hip-wrapped skirt seems to be a few sizes smaller and stretched tight, and the smooth skirt of the fabric faintly reveals the shape of the phantom limb between the squeezes, like a large and round peach, full of flesh.

...... It's so big, twisted, and I want to take a bite....

"Huh?" As if sensing Hiratsuka Shizuki's absent-mindedness, Michiko turned her head to look.

Hiratsuka quickly withdrew her gaze.

"Huh." Red lips pursed slightly, Michiko chuckled and stopped, slender fingers lightly tapped Hiratsuka Shizumi's forehead, with a hint of ridicule on her face:

"How?" Envy?

"Nope." Slapping away the hand on the door of his head, Hiratsuka Shizuki pouted and withdrew his gaze with disdain.

Damn, I want to touch it....

Blinking her eyes, Michiko withdrew her gaze and continued to lead the way, explaining by Shizune Hiratsuka, who was increasingly strange for her gaze:

"In general, most of the twisting of women's waists when walking is conscious, perhaps to show off to the same sex, or to attract the eyes of the opposite sex."

"So you're showing off?" Hiratsuka raised an eyebrow:

"Then you may be disappointed."

Although Shizune Hiratsuka is as weak as a dog in terms of feelings, but in terms of figure, Shizuki Hiratsuka is still very confident.

"I didn't mean that." Shaking her head with a chuckle, Michiko took out a magnetic card from her arms and swiped it over the iron door beside her:

"I have no interest in showing off, and I don't like to be watched too much by others.

It's just that the owner liked the outfit, so I wore it.

The act of twisting the waist is also a comfortable way for the flesh to find a comfortable way to walk under the constraints of this set of clothes. The

iron door opened wide, steaming water vapor gushed out, looking at Hiratsuka Shizune beside her, Michiko smiled a little helplessly:

"Although I think it's okay, it looks very obscene to you, right?"

"Indecent?" Hiratsuka looked at the woman beside him quietly, looked at the helpless smile on her face, shook her head, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth:

"No, it's very good"

Compared with those fools who deliberately shake their waists and think they are charming, Michiko's unintentional twisting of her waist does not seem coquettish, but has an elegant and attractive taste.

"That's good." Michiko seemed relieved.

But Hiratsuka could easily see that she didn't care.

Perhaps for her, other people's gossip is not as good as her master's sentence. This

also made Hiratsuka Shizuka curious about the 'master' in the mouth of the woman in front of her and her former 'lover'.

So, after following Michiko into the new underground corridor, Hiratsuka asked curiously,

"You... That owner, what is it like? The

walking black heels stopped instantly, and just as Shizuki Hiratsuka began to wonder if she had said the wrong thing, Michiko smiled in silence.

As if thinking, and as if nostalgic:

"Master?

... He is afraid of pain, death, trouble, loneliness when he is alone somewhere, dreaming of opening a big harem, but he will childishly stuff his head into someone else's arms

Pingzuka: "..."

Cowards who are greedy for life and fear death, giant babies who rely on others, and the scum who wants to open a harem without any eggs.

Jie is not a waste with scumbag dreams!

Taking a deep breath, Hiratsuka Shizumi patted her cheek hard, feeling desperate and suspicious of Michiko's self who liked this kind of thing in her mouth.

Will you really like this kind of thing that is not instigated by the three views and thieves?

No way! When pigs fly!

Just this kind of pen trick, I don't know how many I smoked since I was a child, I can take the head of the enemy dog from it with a slap, and I can make this kind of thing cry without tears in this life!

His gaze glanced at Michiko in front of him.

Hiratsuka Jing's whole person was a little excited.

At this moment, Hiratsuka Shizune was like a warrior who defended justice in the dark night, and a bright aura rushed to his mind.

Although I don't know what kind of medicine I was fed and was seduced by this, but now that I am sober, then I will definitely not let this kind of thing do anything to you again!

The little hand in the pocket of the coat trembled slightly.

Standing in front of the last door, looking at the slowly opening gate, Hiratsuka's eyes were full of determination.

No matter what background you have, no matter what you have done, the old lady swears, when the door opens, the old lady jumps up is a big match! Smoke you this thing can't find North! Let you kneel on the ground and cry bitterly!

In thought, the door opened.

Hiratsuka Jing's eyes froze, and he instantly withdrew the slap of his right hand, jumped sharply, and shouted angrily:

"Oh! Die, beast! "

..."

[Teacher Jing, I'll tell you seriously, if you are targeting me, I!] I'll get down on my knees and knock you two!" 【

Silly... Lovely! Your horse is gone!! 】

【Jing cute, you fancy me~?

"Shiro..."

the raised palm slowly lowered, and Hiratsuka Shizuki's eyes blankly crossed the obstacles and landed on the heart hanging in the center of the altar:

"Why... Forgot..."

Yes, Michiko is right....

He is very afraid of pain, but will do his best for the people behind him, he is very afraid of death, but he will die for himself and others not to be implicated, very afraid of loneliness when a person stays somewhere, so he will do his best to pretend to be naïve, just so that the older self can feel the warmth of home, dream of opening a big harem, but will not be angry because of the uselessness of himself and others, will childishly stuff his head into the arms of others, and just tell himself that the time is still long....

Memories rush and wash over my mind.

Thoughts are like cobwebs, entangled.

The long hair at the corner of her forehead drooped, and looking at Hiratsuka Shizuki, who was a little shaken by the memory, Michiko withdrew the hand that had fallen on her heart.

"After the world was torn apart, my connection with the gods was broken, but fortunately, I received a message from a distant world." A yellowed scroll emerged from the air and landed smoothly into Michiko's hand.

The scroll unfolded without wind, and a line of words that I didn't know but could understand slowly emerged....

[All things are equal, and if someone returns, someone will die...].