aoki rin, the widowed danchizuma.

His new wife, Rin, was his beloved husband at four-six o'clock. But her husband, who was a rooted herbivore, seemed to have distanced himself from the aggressive skinship of the apples. One day, I was feeling insufficient for such a herbivore during the afternoon. The rin is overthrown by the man in the newspaper soliciter who visited the room. Although he felt dangerous and desperately resisted Rin, he was trembling with unprecedented stimulation and excitement while suddenly being hit by an unusual event. That night, when I remembered the events of the daytime and was composureing myself, a student who lived next door attacked me. I don't feel the students' persistent affection circulate with a sense of pleasure that they can't say anything about.