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"Come here." The woman in a purple bathrobe, with several rounds of bandages wrapped around her chubby stomach, and a charm sticker stuck in the center looked straight ahead and said softly, "Let me give birth to you."

The young man with pointed and long ears that are different from humans, dressed in a brightly colored quack doctor, and with complex patterns painted on his face, the moment he heard the woman's words, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he saw him put away the Turning the Demon Slayer Sword with his back to the woman, he turned his head slightly and asked slowly, "Do you really want to give birth to a monster?"

In front of the young man stood a group of children. They were wearing thin bathrobes, their feet were bare, and their faces were pale.The children were arranged in an orderly manner, closely next to their friends. Their eyes were always on the young man, and their indifferent and emotionless eyes were frightening.

"As long as it is in my stomach, it is my child." The woman replied firmly.

The eyes of the children continued to stare at the young man without moving.

The young man was silent for a while, and then slowly persuaded: "Don't do this, you will die."

After the words fell, the eyes of the children changed in unison. They moved their eyes and looked sideways, only to see the woman who was behind the young man suddenly appear in front of them, looking at the young man firmly, saying : "I want to give birth to my child." What she said was wanting, not thinking. At this time, the word "wanting" reflected the woman's steadfastness. With her hands on her stomach, the woman's expression gradually softened. "That's all." After speaking, he decisively tore off the charm sticker on his stomach.

When the charm sticker was torn off, the children standing behind her suddenly opened their eyes wide, and at this moment, a lot of bright red blood had flowed from the woman's body.

She was terrified by the large amount of blood. "how come??"

The black eyes were wide open, the defense line in the woman's heart was broken little by little, and fear and despair tightly entangled her.

The young man frowned slightly, looking at the woman with a pale face, the surprised expression on his face just now had calmed down.

Suddenly, a bright and colorful curtain slowly fell from above, followed by soft music.

"Congratulations." The children's voices mingled with the music with crackling sounds.

"I will choose this person." The boy's voice was full of joy. "Keep touching me all the time, so gentle, so gentle, so gentle..." His voice hovered in the huge arena, and it couldn't disperse for a long time.

The falling curtain slowly rose again, and the scene was replaced with a piece of white, only to see the woman standing at the end of a red blanket, listening to the boy's voice, her frightened expression gradually dissipated.Looking down for a while at the yellow cracked matryoshka on the other side of the red blanket, the woman turned sideways and looked behind her. There were nesting dolls of different colors one after another in the originally empty back, each of them was placed On a red carpet, those red carpets are arranged intricately, each stretching far, without end.

The boy's voice sounded again. "It's such a nice person..." He said happily: "I'm sorry for making you suffer all this time; I've been working hard for me, thank you; I've been talking to me a lot, thank you. I, I think you are good, I think You are good..." These five words echoed again, from big to small, touching people's hearts.

The curtain was drawn, and the music continued to play. After about a minute, the curtain opened, and the children stood in a corner, their eyes firmly fixed on the woman.

There were tears in the corners of the woman's eyes, and she paused for about two or three seconds before a smile appeared on her face, and she said, "You're welcome, I just want to thank you for choosing me and coming to my side, thank you." This sentence of thank you touched everyone. The eyes of those children, who were wearing thin bathrobes of various colors, suddenly opened wide, and they all looked very surprised.

'Ding——' The sound of something unsheathed was clearly mixed in the music.

"I'm sorry, I can't be your mother, and I can't be with you." The yellow cracked doll at the other end of the red carpet has been held in the arms of a woman, gently stroking, full of infinite love.

The curtain was closed immediately, and the sound of fighting replaced the original soft music, and then a girl's voice was heard slowly. "Thanks."

'Dingling——' the sound of the wind chime rang.

The curtain was opened again, and the standing woman was lying on the tatami with her eyes closed, wearing the butterfly-style kimono with dark shading patterns she wore when she first entered the store, and a yellow kimono in her arms. Ragdoll.

The surrounding scene changed back to the brightly colored room interior.

The music at the end of the scene sounded, and I saw the young man standing in front of a wall painted with a full-body portrait of a woman, gently stroking the woman's belly in the painting...

The arena was very quiet, and after about three or four minutes, thunderous applause rang out.

The rehearsal was very successful, and the class teacher Nanako Yamamoto burst into tears. She has been in the school for six years, and every year there is a campus festival. No class she leads rehearses such a wonderful drama. This time she can finally make her mark! !

"Great, I must beat that damn Arai Ichiichi this time!!" Mentioning Arai Ichiichi, Yamamoto Nanako was extremely indignant as if she had been beaten into chicken blood. She and the teacher who led the class of Kuronuma Shuang I don't get along very well.

Arai Ichi's nickname is Xiaopi, and the students in his class call him that. He has a very unique interest, that is, bullying Kazezao Shota. There is no reason, no purpose, as long as he sees Kazezao Shota tangled up As for Ryu Sanada... Bullying that kid is not as fun as bullying Feng Zaoxiang, because Ryu Sanada always has a paralyzed face.

In fact, Arai Kazuichi's character... To put it bluntly, it is self-contained, but to put it bluntly, it is two.

This is Sakuragi Sayuki's evaluation of him.

Before wearing it, I left the impression I left when I watched "I Really Want to Tell You", but now it is very difficult to change it.

"Children, go back to each other, each finds its own mother!" Suzuki Yuu got up from the ground, and smiled at the children who left the stage.

The success of the rehearsal cannot be separated from these children.

There were a total of fifteen children present, all abducted from home by classmates in the class.These children are about □□ years old, wearing the clothes they made, with the pale makeup painted, standing over there, they really look like... a horror version of Zashiki Doji.However, the children are still very cute. Although they are very bears when they are not on the court, they become very well-behaved and quiet when they are on the court, and their expressions are in place as they said.At first, Suzuki Yuu and Sakuragi Sayuki were a little worried, but now it seems that there is nothing to worry about.

When the children heard Suzuki Yong's words, they all laughed and ran back to their brothers and sisters.

Sakuragi Satsuki walked up to Suzuki Yuu, raised her hand and gave her a high five. "Great, tomorrow's official performance must be ten times better than today's."

"That's a must! But it's too difficult to walk with a fake belly tied up." Suzuki Yuu stared at his big belly in confusion. "Pregnant women are very hard."

"Of course the pregnant woman has worked hard, and she has to bear her big belly for so long."

"Ah, I will definitely not have children in the future, I'm so tired." Suzuki Yuu wiped the sweat from his forehead, curled his lips and said, "Is the light too bright? It's so hot."

"I can't help it, bear with it, you're not the only one who's hot." Sakuragi Satsuki was sweating a long time ago, wearing so many layers of clothes, and being under the headlights, it's not bad that she didn't die from the heat. "Fortunately, we are a drama, not a stage play. It is even more tragic to bounce around."

"It's a bit difficult to jump up and down in this kind of strange talk show." Suzuki Yu raised his hand and untied the bandage on his stomach.

"It's okay, as long as the script is okay, it's not difficult to jump around." Sakuragi Sayatsuki thought for a while and replied.

"Don't, I'm so hot now, and I'm still jumping and jumping, it's killing me, well, as long as there's nothing wrong tomorrow." The straps were untied, and the fake stomach was removed, Suzuki Yuu felt relaxed down. "Huh, I can be released for the time being. After I tie this thing on my body for a day tomorrow, I can throw it away, hahaha!!"

"Fujimoto-san made it, please don't throw it away, save it for future school girls, I think they will be used." The person in charge of the props this time is Fujimoto Kazuhito, for the authenticity of the props, he did not know how much he bought This book is for research, and thanks to him and his classmates in the props group, the props this time are so powerful and realistic.

Ah, I'm really looking forward to tomorrow's official performance.

Too shy, this is the first time she has been the leading role in a play, even though it is a male lead.

"Yamada! The curtain is still pulling too fast, it must be slowing down for two or three seconds." Sakuragi Sasuke turned her head and said to the boy who was digging her head into the inspection of the equipment.

"OK~~ What about the lights? Do you want the lights to focus on you?" Yamada Genta asked.

"At the end, the lights focused on the children and Ah Yong!" Sakuragi Sazuki replied.

"No problem." After gesturing, Yamada Motota continued to check the equipment. If something happened tomorrow, he would have to apologize.As long as you fail a little, you will not be able to face the teacher, the classmates who have given so much, and the guest actors they brought over. Well, the task is too difficult.

"There is no problem with the costumes and headgear, as long as they are taken care of today." Looking around, Sakuragi Sasuke thought for a while, and then said: "Our performance is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon at [-] o'clock, so please come tomorrow morning Gather in the classroom at seven o’clock, get ready for dressing and makeup! There is also the coffee shop, Yamashita, you are in charge of supervising it.” The idea of ​​the maid coffee house was thought up by Mimi Yamashita, and she was also responsible for renting the clothes and items inside , so she is well-deserved to be in charge.

"Leave it to me!" Mimi Yamashita replied boldly, patting her chest.

"Oh, by the way, I will come over at six o'clock tomorrow morning to help you prepare early."

"Oh, thanks, Sakuragi."

The preparations for tomorrow's performance are almost done, Sakuragi Satsuki and everyone in the class are praying that everything will go well tomorrow, after all, this is their last year's school festival.

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