——Nani! ! Is this Bingsheng Street? !
——Ah la ah la. It doesn't matter. With my Kisuke's full love for the store manager, I can still open an Urahara store in Namimori Street!
The girl wearing the store manager's modified version of the fake death costume shook the small fan in her hand.
, Slightly covering his sly businessman smile, his eyes narrowed into a crescent shape.
Mr. Rabbit: [covering face with sadness and anger] "Senior! Please don't look like an uncle again."
The look of a profiteer. I am a student and have no money! ! "
Chairman: [shows crutches] "Wow, herbivore. Hand over protection first."
Fee. "
It's purely a convulsive act of love for the store manager + Kisukeko's heartfelt complaints.
If you don't like it, enter with caution.