"Then, okay." Mizuki didn't expect that the blond loli, who liked this kind of work with a heavy philosophical atmosphere in the Red Devils, agreed without thinking too much. As for Pachulino Reiki, she was still in the process.

Frandolu ran happily and ran towards her room. Sakiya, who was standing beside him, seemed to have never expected Mizuki to give such a notebook to Pachuli.

"Mr. Mizuki." Thinking of the taste of his second lady, Sakiyo Shiroya thought he would say a few words.

"?"

"Miss II is a little excited now. You must be careful later and don't get too close."

"I know this." It's all about my wealth and life. I couldn't help but be careless. I heard Aqiu mention that someone likes such a work in the Red Devils Hall. Mizuki thought Pachuli was embarrassed to show her heavy taste in front of others and gave her a fresh one. But I didn't know that the second lady in the Red Devils Hall was the one who really had heavy taste.

Pachuli rubbed her head and said bitterly: "Sister, will you take the drawn books to display later? Should I avoid it?"

"Miss Pachuli, is it something unusual about Miss Fran's paintings?" As for? Such a great lethality? You are the great magician, Miss Pachuli.

"Mr. Mizuki, you don't understand. In fact, even if you have the style, it's nothing to me. But my sister is just drawing it..."

"?" The water tree is not clear.

"You will understand after reading it later." Pachuli covered her face, don't spit it out, Mr. Mizuki. And how do you understand that the protagonist is drawn using the Red Devils as the model. Seeing the person who looks like he is being PLAYed in various ways, that's really...

Mizuki didn't think so much. She had watched so many impactful philosophical films outside. She just gave them to Pachulidi, but she just brought a hardcore hardcore with a bit of JQ. It seems that she would not be stumped by this little thing no matter what.

"...Dad, Dad, cut a lot, and the red blood dyed the wall red. Mom's head, rolled under the bed. Her eyes were still looking at me. Dad, Mom, why, why? Then Dad, asked me to help him, we buried Mom under the tree. Then Dad, raised the axe, peeled off my skin and made it into a doll...'

Why is this song so terrifying? Mizuki watched Frandolu run over with a dozen books in her arms, humming a song that shouldn't have appeared in Fantasy Country.

"Big brother comes here, let's see Frands, I can draw." Frandoro said with a naive smile, but why did the cover of the book look like a layer of blood splashed?

Mizuki and Frandolu were one meter away and sat at the desk with her.

"Big brother, don't worry about Fran ruining you. I have been working hard to control you recently." Frandolu was not satisfied with such a long distance, so she brought the book to her.

Since Frandolu said that, Shuishu no longer deliberately set a distance apart. Besides, if Frandolu really gets up, one meter distance is not enough.

I picked out a book from the pile of books brought by Frandolu, well, the cover is indeed bloody. Could it be that Frandolu is painted bloody? Mizuki opened the cover and looked at the title page... It's nothing, it just made the Red Devils' people as expensive as the water tree trunk, just that they scattered a little more blood, and fought with passionate blood?
Chapter completed!