Hello everyone, my name is Lilia, and I live an ordinary and peaceful life in Midtown High School.
Although my father is a well-known rich man in Gotham, I have never met him.
None of this matters, what I want to say is,
I have two characters, and they were all drawn and thought out by me from their personalities to their appearance.
When I have nothing to do, I would fantasize about their eyes and smiles, and what kind of feelings they would have for me.
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Designer No. 1 Is a black-skinned, silver-haired, different-eyed beauty with long legs and big breasts. Every time I draw little leather pants for her, she makes a lewd laugh.
Then one day, she wore the little leather pants I drew for her and kicked away the clown who was yelling in front of me.
I:! !
She is so beautiful, spicy and astringent! I like her so much!
She said she was homeless and I gave her the key to my house without saying a word.
My home is your home! Wife! !
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No. 2 Was a frail young boy with black skin. It was raining heavily the day I met him. He was trembling and squatting downstairs in my house wearing a thin shirt, and his voice was like a soft kitten.
"Sister..."
I was so dizzy on the spot that I resisted him and took him home.
I feel like I'm getting more and more tortured.
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Until one day I went shopping on a whim, and when I turned a corner, I was knocked down and sent to the institute in a traffic jam.
My No. 1 Designer, who had a cheerful and gentle smile, punched a hole and demolished the institute with my bare hands.
My No. 2 Character, who was too weak to take care of himself, waved his hand and froze the enemy who was still howling and trying to fight back into an ice sculpture.
I was freezing and shivering in the ruins.
Only then did I realize that my peaceful and ordinary life was far away from me.
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The villain who was hammered to the ground: There is no ordinary life, okay!