I didn't care. Because the one to see that wasn't here anymore. Gone. —Goodbye Mary. Thank you. And, Gone. Mary wasn't anywhere. To the Mary who wasn't anywhere anymore, who only Everything ended. The story finished, and the dream ended. remained in me now, I gently spoke. Putting in everything, I There was no story that didn't finish, and no dream that didn't released my feelings. end. Gensokyo ended, Maly disappeared, the reality of the dream disappeared, and in the reality of reality, I woke up and was crying by myself Not a happy end or a bad end, it was just an end. —I woke up from the dream. To put it in words, that was all. The long, fun, happy dream ended, and I returned to reality. It might have been that my best friend had been a dream from the beginning. The only one who remembered was me. hi the world, only I remembered. I who had the dream. That I loved you with all my heart. there had been a world called Gensokyo. That there had been a girl called Maxibel Han. I probably would never forget that which was burned vividly deep in my heart. Along with the pain of loss, it probably wouldn't disappear. They would continue to live. Inside my heart. But still, just now—just by myself, I who knew that which had been lost, wanted to grieve over the loss and cry. I wanted to mourn for the one who wasn't anywhere in the world. The tears would stop one day. Even though the pain wouldn't disappear, it would probably lessen. That was why just for now—I cried loudly. Because Maiibel Han hentai666 sex cartoon porn manga had been my important best friend. As Iliad been to her.


I Fell for Someone I Shouldn't Have
My name is Hatsumi Narita. I'm just an ordinary high school girl like you might see anywhere. To start off, I'm going to tell you about my crazy days from fall to winter when I was sixteen.

I live with my six-member family in Tokyo's S Ward, at the Higashigaoka company housing complex of the Tobishi Trading Company. The complex is just like a monarchy. Relations between neighbors strictly follow Tobishi's corporate hierarchy. In other words, the families of employees with higher corporate positions live in the larger units on the higher floors, and the ladies of those houses are treated with deferential respect by the other women of the complex.


Mrs. Tachibana, the wife of a managing hentai director, is the number one big shot, and she acts just like she's queen.
Allow me to illustrate. If you're taking out the trash in the morning and Mrs. Tachibana notices you breaking one of the rules.. .you're dead. Once she came up to me with a pack of flunkies at her heels, and while smartly repositioning her eyeglasses, said, "Isn't your father still a sub-section chief assistant?" Makes...me...sick! "Please don't do anything that would tarnish the dignity of our complex," Mrs. Tachibana continued. Grrrm.... Patience, patience... If this is what it's like when you're just taking out the trash, you can imagine how bad things would be in a more serious situation. It's really frustrating, but I have no choice except to get along as well as possible with Mrs. Tachibana in order for my family to live in peace at the complex.
My grumpy dad is living alone in Osaka on a temporary, but he comes back to Tokyo every now and hen. If someone in our family were to piss off Mrs.

Mary wasn't here, that she wasn't anywhere. That Maribel Han had disappeared. For my sake—she vanished. Protecting Usami Renko's dream, to wait for the time she woke up. "U Uuuuu 7 There was no way I could bear it. I cried again. Spots appeared one after the other on the white sheet. Mary's death wasn't in vain—I hated myself for thinking that. What she did wasn't in vain. As Mary wished, even though the dream ended, I didn't die, and I was able to wake up like this. So what? Whether it was or wasn't in vain didn't matter. Because as Mary wished for me to live —I wished for Mary to live. One died, and one remained. That was all it was. Gone.

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Gone. Mary was gone. A large hole opened in my heart. A feeling of loss that couldn't be filled with anything. As if half of my body had been forcefully taken away from me. My heart cried out by the pain. Falling back, I buried my face in the pillow and cried. My face was probably wet with tears.