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KUSO MISO►ooooohhohoho
CH 2 STEALING HEARTS?

"What? Oh, no." Kumi - san said. Ahaha, that is no bad luck for me. I'm getting married to Muraki. She thought. "Oh, I almost forgot. Here are your pictures." Bathdayeve Momodari, her other maid said. Kumi - san looked at the images. In them, ghosts started appering. "Bathdayeve -san, come here. Look, these ghosts." This, indeed, was no ghost. It looked like a hedgehog.

~Later...~
"I still think that's the man who's gonna steel my husband."

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Kohaku Tsukihana
Current age : 21
Eyes : Her eyes change color
Hair : Blonde
Likes : Skimpy and sane clothes, Kissing men, Soap Oprahs, Animals, Ancient China, Edogawa Conan, Lies
Dislikes : Slavery, Kissing women, Sex, Drugs, Mafia Films, Rules, Moore Rachel

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One day, Mac-kun went to Bloo-kun. "Bloo-kun...Aishiteru." The aoi friend was shocked. "Mac-kun, so do I." He replied. But then, Herriman-san came in. "There is a new rule. No lovers." The two shounen were enraged. "But..." Mac-kun said. Secretly, Herriman-san loved Mac-kun. The phone rang. "Herriman-san desu ka. I understand. The plan has ben made, then. Bye." The usagi gave a hurtfull look to Bloo-kun. "Hey, what was that for? That wasn't nice."

~Later...~
"Mac-kun, I wonder what his plan was..." Bloo-kun said, pondering. He walked with Mac-kun in one of the hallways. "Ne, let's ask." Bloo-kun was shocked his koibito said that. "Nani? Are you nuts? No way will he tell us." The truth was, Herriman-san was going to send Bloo-kun and the other friends were going to be sent away to a hotel for one month. Foster-san and Frankie-san were staying along with Herriman-san and Mac-kun. "So, what are we doing tonight? Let's watch the new movies we rented." The aki-haired girl said. "I think that'd be great." Mac-kun said.

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"I have inspired everyone, and I have created a new generation of fasion. But now is my special time...that I must retire. I remeber when I showed my sisters my first photo shoot." Kohaku Tsukihana said. On the huge screen behind her, it showed her first photo shoot. "My sisters said, ' Wow, Kohaku! You look really nice!' I was flatered. I thought to myself, 'Hey, i'll never retire.' and here I am now, retiring. It's so sad how long I worked and all the tentrams that took place. But I easily flew right through them. I didn't care, I wanted to become a beatiful woman. A strong, trend-starting woman. " Her amber orbs filled with aoi tears. "I had a great job. Some of the money went to the child care programs. I thought that all I could do was hope for the best, so that's exactly what I did. I had to take it all, and earn certain things. My boyfriend was shocked at the very skimpy outfits I wore when I was in photo shoots.I was ashamed at the woman I secretley was, loving to wear skipmy clothes. I usually wore clothes that were covering, but sometimes I had no help for myself to wear very uncovering clothes. I sometimes couldn't help but have long kisses with men, at this point I was only 14. This was a secret I kept for a long time. I got drunk once when I was 16, and I did something I never would have done when I was sane."
  • ʌɐɥ plnoʍ ɹǝʌǝu ı ƃuıɥʇǝɯos pıp ı puɐ '61 sɐʍ ı uǝɥʍ ǝɔuo ʞunɹp ʇoƃ ı ˙ǝɯıʇ ƃuol ɐ ɹoɟ ʇdǝʞ ı ʇǝɹɔǝs ɐ sɐʍ sıɥʇ ˙41 ʎluo sɐʍ ı ʇuıod sıɥʇ ʇɐ 'uǝɯ ɥʇıʍ sǝssıʞ ƃuol ǝʌɐɥ ʇnq dlǝɥ ʇ,uplnoɔ sǝɯıʇǝɯos ı ˙sǝɥʇolɔ ƃuıɹǝʌoɔun ʎɹǝʌ ɹɐǝʍ oʇ ɟlǝsʎɯ ɹoɟ dlǝɥ ou pɐɥ ı sǝɯıʇǝɯos ʇnq 'ƃuıɹǝʌoɔ ǝɹǝʍ ʇɐɥʇ sǝɥʇolɔ ǝɹoʍ ʎllɐnsn ı ˙sǝɥʇolɔ ʎɯdıʞs ɹɐǝʍ oʇ ƃuıʌol 'sɐʍ ʎǝlʇǝɹɔǝs ı uɐɯoʍ ǝɥʇ ʇɐ pǝɯɐɥsɐ sɐʍ ı˙sʇooɥs oʇoɥd uı sɐʍ ı uǝɥʍ ǝɹoʍ ı sʇıɟʇno ʎdɯıʞs ʎɹǝʌ ǝɥʇ ʇɐ pǝʞɔoɥs sɐʍ puǝıɹɟʎoq ʎɯ ˙sƃuıɥʇ uıɐʇɹǝɔ uɹɐǝ puɐ 'llɐ ʇı ǝʞɐʇ oʇ pɐɥ ı ˙pıp ı ʇɐɥʍ ʎlʇɔɐxǝ s,ʇɐɥʇ os 'ʇsǝq ǝɥʇ ɹoɟ ǝdoɥ sɐʍ op plnoɔ ı llɐ ʇɐɥʇ ʇɥƃnoɥʇ ı ˙sɯɐɹƃoɹd ǝɹɐɔ plıɥɔ ǝɥʇ oʇ ʇuǝʍ ʎǝuoɯ ǝɥʇ ɟo ǝɯos ˙qoɾ ʇɐǝɹƃ ɐ pɐɥ ı" ˙sɹɐǝʇ ıoɐ ɥʇıʍ pǝllıɟ sqɹo ɹǝqɯɐ ɹǝɥ " ˙uɐɯoʍ ƃuıʇɹɐʇs-puǝɹʇ 'ƃuoɹʇs ɐ ˙uɐɯoʍ lnɟıʇɐǝq ɐ ǝɯoɔǝq oʇ pǝʇuɐʍ ı 'ǝɹɐɔ ʇ,upıp ı ˙ɯǝɥʇ ɥƃnoɹɥʇ ʇɥƃıɹ ʍǝlɟ ʎlısɐǝ ı ʇnq ˙ǝɔɐld ʞooʇ ʇɐɥʇ sɯɐɹʇuǝʇ ǝɥʇ llɐ puɐ pǝʞɹoʍ ı ƃuol ʍoɥ pɐs os s,ʇı ˙ƃuıɹıʇǝɹ 'ʍou ɯɐ ı ǝɹǝɥ puɐ ,˙ǝɹıʇǝɹ ɹǝʌǝu ll,ı 'ʎǝɥ, 'ɟlǝsʎɯ oʇ ʇɥƃnoɥʇ ı ˙pǝɹǝʇɐlɟ sɐʍ ı ,¡ǝɔıu ʎllɐǝɹ ʞool noʎ ¡nʞɐɥoʞ 'ʍoʍ , 'pıɐs sɹǝʇsıs ʎɯ" ˙ʇooɥs oʇoɥd ʇsɹıɟ ɹǝɥ pǝʍoɥs ʇı 'ɹǝɥ puıɥǝq uǝǝɹɔs ǝƃnɥ ǝɥʇ uo ˙pıɐs ɐuɐɥıʞnsʇ nʞɐɥoʞ "˙ʇooɥs oʇoɥd ʇsɹıɟ ʎɯ sɹǝʇsıs ʎɯ pǝʍoɥs ı uǝɥʍ ɹǝqǝɯǝɹ ı ˙ǝɹıʇǝɹ ʇsnɯ ı ʇɐɥʇ˙˙˙ǝɯıʇ lɐıɔǝds ʎɯ sı ʍou ʇnq ˙uoısɐɟ ɟo uoıʇɐɹǝuǝƃ ʍǝu ɐ pǝʇɐǝɹɔ ǝʌɐɥ ı puɐ 'ǝuoʎɹǝʌǝ pǝɹıdsuı ǝʌɐɥ ı"

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    ˙pıɐs unʞ-ɔɐɯ "˙ʇɐǝɹƃ ǝq p,ʇɐɥʇ ʞuıɥʇ ı" ˙pıɐs lɹıƃ pǝɹıɐɥ-ıʞɐ ǝɥʇ "˙pǝʇuǝɹ ǝʍ sǝıʌoɯ ʍǝu ǝɥʇ ɥɔʇɐʍ s,ʇǝl ¿ʇɥƃıuoʇ ƃuıop ǝʍ ǝɹɐ ʇɐɥʍ 'os" ˙unʞ-ɔɐɯ puɐ uɐs-uɐɯıɹɹǝɥ ɥʇıʍ ƃuolɐ ƃuıʎɐʇs ǝɹǝʍ uɐs-ǝıʞuɐɹɟ puɐ uɐs-ɹǝʇsoɟ ˙ɥʇuoɯ ǝuo ɹoɟ lǝʇoɥ ɐ oʇ ʎɐʍɐ ʇuǝs ǝq oʇ ƃuıoƃ ǝɹǝʍ spuǝıɹɟ ɹǝɥʇo ǝɥʇ puɐ unʞ-oolq puǝs oʇ ƃuıoƃ sɐʍ uɐs-uɐɯıɹɹǝɥ 'sɐʍ ɥʇnɹʇ ǝɥʇ "˙sn llǝʇ ǝɥ llıʍ ʎɐʍ ou ¿sʇnu noʎ ǝɹɐ ¿ıuɐu" ˙ʇɐɥʇ pıɐs oʇıqıoʞ sıɥ pǝʞɔoɥs sɐʍ unʞ-oolq "˙ʞsɐ s,ʇǝl 'ǝu" ˙sʎɐʍllɐɥ ǝɥʇ ɟo ǝuo uı unʞ-ɔɐɯ ɥʇıʍ pǝʞlɐʍ ǝɥ ˙ƃuıɹǝpuod 'pıɐs unʞ-oolq "˙˙˙sɐʍ uɐld sıɥ ʇɐɥʍ ɹǝpuoʍ ı 'unʞ-ɔɐɯ"
    ~˙˙˙ɹǝʇɐl~

    "˙ǝɔıu ʇ,usɐʍ ʇɐɥʇ ¿ɹoɟ ʇɐɥʇ sɐʍ ʇɐɥʍ 'ʎǝɥ" ˙unʞ-oolq oʇ ʞool llnɟʇɹnɥ ɐ ǝʌɐƃ ıƃɐsn ǝɥʇ "˙ǝʎq ˙uǝɥʇ 'ǝpɐɯ uǝq sɐɥ uɐld ǝɥʇ ˙puɐʇsɹǝpun ı ˙ɐʞ nsǝp uɐs-uɐɯıɹɹǝɥ" ˙ƃuɐɹ ǝuoɥd ǝɥʇ ˙unʞ-ɔɐɯ pǝʌol uɐs-uɐɯıɹɹǝɥ 'ʎlʇǝɹɔǝs ˙pıɐs unʞ-ɔɐɯ "˙˙˙ʇnq" ˙pǝƃɐɹuǝ ǝɹǝʍ uǝunoɥs oʍʇ ǝɥʇ "˙sɹǝʌol ou ˙ǝlnɹ ʍǝu ɐ sı ǝɹǝɥʇ" ˙uı ǝɯɐɔ uɐs-uɐɯıɹɹǝɥ 'uǝɥʇ ʇnq ˙pǝıldǝɹ ǝɥ "˙ı op os 'unʞ-ɔɐɯ" ˙pǝʞɔoɥs sɐʍ puǝıɹɟ ıoɐ ǝɥʇ "˙nɹǝʇıɥsıɐ˙˙˙unʞ-oolq" ˙unʞ-oolq oʇ ʇuǝʍ unʞ-ɔɐɯ 'ʎɐp ǝuo

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    lǝɥɔɐɹ ǝɹooɯ 'sǝlnɹ 'sɯlıɟ ɐıɟɐɯ 'sƃnɹp 'xǝs 'uǝɯoʍ ƃuıssıʞ 'ʎɹǝʌɐls : sǝʞılsıp
    sǝıl 'uɐuoɔ ɐʍɐƃopǝ 'ɐuıɥɔ ʇuǝıɔuɐ 'slɐɯıuɐ 'sɥɐɹdo dɐos 'uǝɯ ƃuıssıʞ 'sǝɥʇolɔ ǝuɐs puɐ ʎdɯıʞs : sǝʞıl
    ǝpuolq : ɹıɐɥ
    ɹoloɔ ǝƃuɐɥɔ sǝʎǝ ɹǝɥ : sǝʎǝ
    12 : ǝƃɐ ʇuǝɹɹnɔ
    ɐuɐɥıʞnsʇ nʞɐɥoʞ

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    "˙puɐqsnɥ ʎɯ lǝǝʇs ɐuuoƃ s,oɥʍ uɐɯ ǝɥʇ s,ʇɐɥʇ ʞuıɥʇ llıʇs ı"
    ~˙˙˙ɹǝʇɐl~

    ˙ƃoɥǝƃpǝɥ ɐ ǝʞıl pǝʞool ʇı ˙ʇsoɥƃ ou sɐʍ 'pǝǝpuı 'sıɥʇ "˙sʇsoɥƃ ǝsǝɥʇ 'ʞool ˙ǝɹǝɥ ǝɯoɔ 'uɐs- ǝʌǝʎɐpɥʇɐq" ˙ƃuıɹǝddɐ pǝʇɹɐʇs sʇsoɥƃ 'ɯǝɥʇ uı ˙sǝƃɐɯı ǝɥʇ ʇɐ pǝʞool uɐs - ıɯnʞ ˙pıɐs pıɐɯ ɹǝɥʇo ɹǝɥ 'ıɹɐpoɯoɯ ǝʌǝʎɐpɥʇɐq "˙sǝɹnʇɔıd ɹnoʎ ǝɹɐ ǝɹǝɥ ˙ʇoƃɹoɟ ʇsoɯlɐ ı 'ɥo" ˙ʇɥƃnoɥʇ ǝɥs ˙ıʞɐɹnɯ oʇ pǝıɹɹɐɯ ƃuıʇʇǝƃ ɯ,ı ˙ǝɯ ɹoɟ ʞɔnl pɐq ou sı ʇɐɥʇ 'ɐɥɐɥɐ ˙pıɐs uɐs - ıɯnʞ "˙ou 'ɥo ¿ʇɐɥʍ"

    ¿sʇɹɐǝɥ ƃuılɐǝʇs 2 ɥɔ
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