[Comprehensive] Son of God, come to the bowl

Nioh Masaharu turned his head guiltily.

Doma buried Yukimura Seiichi's clothes and dragged behind, tightening the clothes in her arms. The suit had just been taken off her body, and there was still a boy's breath and warmth. Although he was a sports boy, he The clothes have a fresh lemon smell.

Since he wanted to dance well, Yukimura Seichi didn't take the university: "Everyone in the tennis club has been training for so long, it should have been very hard, so we will give you a vacation, and it just so happens that the seniors in the high school are doing it for their lover. Anyone who is interested can take a look or go to help, in short, the indoor tennis court will be cleared this afternoon, and players who want to train, please go to the outdoor tennis court for training temporarily."

What he said was reasonable, and no one would have trouble with Rest, and none of the dozens of members present raised any objections, and they all agreed.

Yagyu gave a deep smile to Lu Shi, he had nothing to do with himself, and hung up high. Since he was going to dance, of course, the fewer people watching, the better. Anyway, he was in charge of shooting, and he could enjoy the service of taking photos at the closest distance.

Now that the venue is ready, it's time to change clothes and dance now. Seiichi Yukimura originally thought that he would dance in regular clothes, and then change into dance clothes during the official rehearsal, but it's better to wear a moment later or less than the present dress well.

Nioh Masaharu's eyes were hot, he had completely forgotten what happened just now, and focused on the brand-new cosplay costume: "No! You must wear well-matched costumes to dance in the Pure Land of Paradise, so that you can feel the dance. ..."

Has this guy forgotten that it is not other people who dance this dance, but himself!Yagyu Hiroshi couldn't help but want to complain about this guy who has lost his mind. Yukimura Seiichi looked at him with dead eyes, but fortunately Nioh Masaharu continued.

"If you don't wear costumes for training, when the official recording is in progress, it is very likely that some movements will not be done well because you can't let go, or because you don't adapt to the costumes, so I think it's better to wear them. .”

Yukimura Seichi was not unreasonable, and nodded when he heard this: "Okay, let's wear it."

Three sets of clothes, three colors, Nioh Masaharu took away the white set very bluntly, leaving a set of fiery red high-waisted legless skirt and gay purple improved yukata.

"Minister, Bunta," Nioh Masaharu spread his hands helplessly: "It's not that I don't want to be polite, but that when I rented the clothes, I ordered them according to the size of three people. The purple one is yours, minister."

Yukimura Seiichi pursed his lips, took the purple suit and went into the dressing room, and Doma Mizuki followed him step by step, planning to go in too.

This startled him.

"Little buried?"

Buried Doma explained: "This dress is more complicated to wear, and it is different from the summer festival yukata you boys wear, so I will help."

Yukimura Seichi smiled dryly: "But I'm going to take off my shirt later... I'm so embarrassed."

The most important thing is that Marui Bunta and Nioh Masaharu will also take off their clothes. Although it doesn't matter if they are seen, the other two boys don't need to.

Only then did Tu Jianbu realize what stupid thing he had done again, and backed away with a blushing face: "Well...you guys change your clothes, I'll wait outside, call me if you need help."

The three of them walked into the dressing room back and forth, and after a while of rustling, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, dong, ding, ding, ding, dong, ding, ding, ding, ding, dong, dong, ding, ding, ding, dong, ding, and rustling, and then there was King Ni's voice full of resistance: "Minister, please be gentle, it's very easy." painful!"

"Ahhhhhh please be gentle and I'm going to die if you push harder——this thing isn't designed to—"

Ah, white teeth.

The line was terrible and no idea what the hell they were doing.

The three people standing outside the locker room are Sanada Genichiro, Jackal Kuwahara, and Doma Bumi. One is always serious, one is an honest person, and the other is a girl. The three of them stand outside the door with extremely messy expressions, as if blown by a gust of wind .

Yagyu Hiroshi secretly pressed the recording button on the phone.

The door of the locker room opened, revealing Marui Bunta's red head: "That Doma-senpai, can you come in for a while? The clothes don't seem to fit well..."

Sanada Genichiro said: "Open the door, anyway, there is no one around, it's not good for a girl to go in."

Buried in Doma walked in, and when she saw these three people, she almost didn't laugh out loud. Fortunately, she still remembered to protect Yukimura Seiichi's self-esteem, so she held back the smile on her lips and walked forward, wrapping him around his waist. The messy girdle was untied, and Yukimura-kun only felt that there were hands on his waist, and the touch was not obvious through a layer of clothes, it was itchy.

While tying, she told several other people how to tie clothes, and other small details that needed attention. Although Masaharu Nioh liked sewing and cross-dressing, it was the first time for him to wear women's clothes anyway.

Marui Bunta stood in front of Yukimura Seiichi, and asked curiously, "Minister, why are your ears so red?"

Yukimura Seichi touched his hot earlobe, and explained calmly: "Just now the heat came out due to the lack of air circulation, and it will be fine after a while."

"Is it hot?"

Fumta Marui looked at the open locker room door and felt that the wind blowing in was a bit cold.

"Senior Tuma, come and help me remove this girdle. I was almost strangled to death by the minister just now. I don't know where he got so much strength. It's like tying a criminal... He hadn't said the phrase "Avenging private revenge in the public service", but he immediately changed his words when he saw Yukimura-kun's unfriendly eyes: "Wentai, I see that senior sister is very busy, why don't you come and help me remove this girdle."

Fumta Marui didn't know why, so she happily came over to help him re-tie the belt.

The sea is all water, and the boy is all legs.

Apart from his face, Yukimura Seiichi's figure is also first-class, not as delicate as it looks on the outside, and he can't see the weakness after being born with illness at all. His muscles are very tight, and he is buried in the soil. When she was arranging her clothes, she accidentally touched it, and the scalding temperature scared her so much that she almost withdrew her hands.

After stumbling, it was hard for him to tidy up his clothes. Doma took a few steps back and carefully looked at Yukimura Seiichi's attire to see what needs to be corrected. Wearing such a suit, Yukimura Seiichi was really impressed by her. A little embarrassed, Genichiro Sanada coughed unnaturally from outside the door.

"Yusheng, is the wind a little strong today? Why do I feel a little cold..."

"Yes... yes..."

……

Looking forward to the flow, with a delicate appearance and a slender waist.

Doma looked at the shy Yukimura Seiichi in front of him, and couldn't move his eyes away. This purple skirt almost highlighted all the advantages of his figure and appearance, for example, narrow waist, long legs, skinny skin Bai is also beautiful.

She herself is only 1 meters tall, Yukimura Seiichi is half a head taller than her, but his legs are really white and long, the most important thing is...

"The minister has really good legs, good legs!"

"Not even a hair, look at this smooth surface..."

Yukimura Seiichi felt uncomfortable all over: "Noh... Marui, stop talking..."

This is just heredity, and how can it be as exaggerated as they say?

"Don't be shy."

Nioh Masaharu shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect you, Minister, to have so little hair on your legs. I don't know what we should do."

Domabuki took out a roll of tape from his body: "Student Nioh, don't worry, if you have leg hair, just tie it with tape and tear it off."

Yukimura Seichi smiled and agreed: "Xiao Bui is right, for the sake of the performance, you all have a try."

He shot himself in the foot.

Nioh Masaharu: "..."

Yukimura Seichi suddenly said, "Bunta, where do you want to go?"

Fumta Marui, who sneaked to the door, had no choice but to come back, and he gave Masaharu Nioh a hard look: It's all this troublemaker, who keeps causing trouble all the time.

……

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Nio Masaharu! I hate you!"

Genichiro Sanada picked out his ears and looked into the distance: "Yagyu, did you hear something?"

Yagyu Hiroshi looked at the phone that was recording, and replied decisively: "I didn't hear it."

Jackal Kuwahara hugged himself for a moment of rejoicing: Fortunately, he was dark and bald.

……

I have to say that the stickiness of this roll of tape is really good. After using it, Nioh Masaharu and Marui Bunta's legs were naturally red, but there was not a hair on them, but the tears of pain fell out of both of them. I couldn't even stand on one leg, and it was so weak that I was shaking.

"Ah, it looks like it hurts..."

Buried in Doma felt very sorry, Seiichi Yukimura threw the tape with his leg hair into the trash can, and said with a smile: "Anyway, I'm contributing to the Tachikai Yamato Tennis Club, I believe Masaharu and Bunta will understand yes, isn't it?"

The two nodded bitterly and said, "Yes."

She looked at the three people from left to right, top to bottom, and always felt that there was something wrong. Finally, her eyes lit up, and she finally found out that there was something wrong.

Yukimura Seiichi uncomfortably pulled his two jackets to cover his bare chest: "Is there something wrong?"

"Your clothes didn't hold up," Domabuki pointed out seriously, "Look at the looseness on the chest, which will affect the effect of the whole dress. If there is too much space in the dancing place, it will be too tight." affect vision."

Yukimura Seichi asked with some difficulty: "So?"

Dancing is a business, although he was a little embarrassed, Domabuki still generously took out a small bag, which was given by the woman just now, and asked Nioh Masaharu to take out the one he got too.

King Ni was a little curious: "Just now I wanted to ask what this is, it's still soft to the touch."

Tu Jianbu unpacked it and pulled out the contents. It was two sponge cushions, bowl-shaped, and quite full in shape, which made people think of... Oupai.

His teeth were chattering: "Could this be..."

Thinking of just now, in front of so many people, he squeezed the sponge pad by himself, said some terrible things, and even asked the deputy minister to pinch it with him... Nioh Masaharu couldn't help but want to take the time machine back to half an hour ago Kill that stupid self with your own hands.

It seems that people who wear yukatas may face the dilemma of insufficient size. The designer thoughtfully added two small pockets inside the chest of the yukata, which can be used to put sponges. It is very natural to turn his clothes over when buried in the soil. Then put the sponge in.

Her hands are so cold.

Yukimura Seiichi's body trembled imperceptibly.

"Well, what's the matter?"

He grabbed the hand buried in the soil, and stopped him dumbfoundingly: "It should be enough to put three, but it's too big...Would it be a little abnormal?"

After thinking about it, Doma buried her and felt that what he said was very reasonable, but the specific situation was different, so she still made a suggestion to Masaharu Nioh: "For you, Junior Nioh, it is better to put in a few more."

Nioh Masaharu was rejected because he was too thin.

Fumita Marui stuffed himself numbly.

……

Genichiro Sanada didn't close his mouth when he saw Yukimura Seiichi.

A head of iris-purple hair was tied up without any extra embellishments, and the green hairband that was usually tied on his forehead was removed—because Doma said that wearing green things on the head does not imply very good.

Yukimura Seiichi's delicate and delicate facial features are fully revealed, clear and distinct pupils, well-formed contours, a bit angular but very smooth, and it also shows that he has a somewhat persistent character.

Although the facial features are very good, they have nothing to do with femininity. The casual clothes are also relaxed. Although there are shorts in the tennis clothes, they don't think it looks good, but Yukimura Seiichi's clothes are similar The purple bathrobe, which was as short as the thighs, exposed the whole leg. Unlike the girl's soft legs, his leg tendons were well developed, strong, and graceful.

In front of his chest, which should have been as flat as a mountain, two plump hillocks bulged out, pinched by the girdle, making his waist thin and his chest big.

"Why...that..."

Genichiro Sanada's face was black and red, and he held back for a long time without saying a complete sentence, and finally turned his face away in embarrassment, refusing to look at his childhood sweetheart.

#My brother can't be this cute#

Masaharu Nioh and Bunta Marui coyly dawdled for a long time before they came out from inside.

One wears red and the other wears white. Fumi Marui is too long and cute, which is suitable for this type of warm color. There are still two blushes on his face that haven't melted away. Masaharu Nioh is quite generous and natural, and he probably took it as a cosplay.

Jackal Kuwahara kept the surprised expression on his face, and Yagyu Hiroshi was still calm as always, but he groped for a long time before helping the dropped glasses.

The venue, costumes, and effects seemed to be all there, and Domabuki snapped his fingers in satisfaction.

"music!"

The author has something to say: Did you see it?Finally it's time to dance!I originally wanted to add [-] today, but I ended up writing the outline all morning. In the afternoon, I went to eat Kenji with my girlfriends, but the parked electric car was towed away... So I went to the police station to watch the surveillance, and I came back at night

I'm just a shivering m...It's so sad that no one reminds me...

By the way, don't I have that short story brain hole, Yukimura Seichi's is over, I will update it when I finish the class

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