SMKCX-015 Complete Coma - 4 People - Aspiring Cook (1●) / Baseball Team Manager (18) / Busty H-cup Student Council (1●) / 164cm Private Tutoree (1●) / All Internal Creampie Sleepwalking Seconds

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You'll never meet the usual old man again. The old man spends his remaining days inside an octagonal mixed-use building. I can't understand why anyone would buy the leftover effects of such a shitty old man. However, neither he nor I have anything to do with the data that arrives at the end of the month. I really don't get it. What on earth is this? If this is just a prank, please stop — it's honestly terrifying. I'm begging you. [2008-born Aspiring Cook (1●)] [Weak Baseball Team Manager (18)] [Busty Student Council Officer] [Slender private tutoring student] "It's my favorite season of the year. Everything — the wind and everything else — just feels so pleasant." Hello, old man. Haven't you lost a little weight since I last saw you? I play shoegaze music and drive the car. That feeling of floating — it's exactly the same as when doing that other thing. It's like a little 'huff...' kind of feeling. Speaking in abstract words has always been a thing for him. Maybe he's finally getting his groove back. I never dreamed it would come to this so soon. I'm certain of it. The old man's naive eyes track hungrily and obsessively at their target. A thin body swaying in a school uniform. A body temperature and sweet milky scent that surpass imagination the instant you touch. A checked skirt tightened around the waist. These days he casually crosses lines that should never be crossed.