Chapter 128

The park at night is a playground for children, and laughter can be heard from time to time.

At the edge, Hojo Maki looked calmly at Miyuki. The hem of her trench coat was completely soaked, and liquid ran down her thighs, soaking her transparent flesh-colored stockings and dripping from her high-heeled sandals onto the ground.

The quantity is very large.

Shirakawa Natsumi’s hand holding the camera trembled twice, but thankfully, thanks to the blond-haired photographer’s skills, it didn’t fall to the ground.

Hojo Maki’s performance was something he hadn’t expected at all.

Miyuki asked about her daughter’s birthday, a…