The prestigious nursery was known to have many big entertainers putting their children through.
The sports festival was open that day at the nursery. The orchards are passionate about the competition as celebrity parents watch.
The tragedy happened suddenly.
On the property, the Phantom appeared as if it had boiled out. The guard's eyes slid out, too, in the middle of the dot where the orchards are competing.
To too many events, the orchards, the parents and the caregivers stopped thinking.
I'm also amazed at the way it appears, but even more amazed at how it looks. He is white all over his body and as tall as two meters. And from all over the body, heads of bright white eels of various sizes grow. No, you should be surprised that it's covered up.
"Hey, what, that..."
"Hey! Pervert! Evacuate my child, quickly! Get my kid first!
"Katha Tsu!
Some of the parents screamed. That's when the full-body man eel-filled Phantom ran toward one orchard as if he had set his aim, pinching that orchard with one hand that was stiff. Of course, there are a large number of relatively small eels growing out of their hands. Still works properly as a hand.
"Kah! Chosen Taro" Elite "!
As a mom sauce, the parent of thick cosmetics recently being sold - Yokoside Edomiko, calls my child's name by a sparkling name that is quite impossible.
The gardener grabbed by the Phantom - Choutaro, unable to cry much of his fear, was just trembling.
When the Phantom brings his face closer to Choutaro's face, several eels grew out of his face (?) twitches, stretches, and jumps out of the Phantom's body simultaneously, falling to Chotaro's face.
The eel crawled through Sotaro's face, forcing his eyes, mouth, and even ears and nostrils to tear and twist, from each hole into his face. I have two in my mouth.
Eel Phantom runs and heads to the audience. As the guests clamored, the Phantom stopped in front of Mamatale vertically beside Edomiko, poking Sotaro's face in his hand in front of his mother's face.
"No, ahhhhh! My eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh!
With eel modoki tails popping out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, he bled out of each hole and saw my child spasmodic, and Edomiko exclaimed with a sad look.
Eel Phantom throws Kataro, whose head is stirred with eels and cut off, unconstitutionally backwards as if he were throwing away even garbage, dressed like a covering on Eumiko, holding Eumiko's arms down with both hands.
Many white eels pop up and fall over Edomiko. This time, however, he does not try to enter through his face, breaking through his clothes and forcefully screwing his head into the two holes in his abdomen, entering one fetus after another.
"Horny, yeah, yeah! Grr!"
A loud scream was raised from Edomiko's mouth, but eventually a large amount of blood was spit out of her mouth and her voice was interrupted. The eels, who were shaking from the bottom, burst into their stomachs and began to stir.
"Whoa, whoa!
"Caaaaaa!"
"Katha Tsu!
The guardians scream and run away simultaneously. Many entered the ground to help my child, but some parents escaped prioritizing their help, forgetting about my child, etc.
The Eel Phantom did nothing more rambling, and his appearance was gone to undo. Disappeared.
"hahaha, neat ~"
Off the nursery grounds, a woman wearing sunglasses and a cap laughs with heartfelt pleasure.
"That shitty bitch's face is a masterpiece when you poke her. It would be ideal if you could take a shot."
When the woman wearing sunglasses muttered, she boarded into the dark cab she had left parked on her side.
That was two weeks ago.
Keiichi Tiger River "Torawatoichi" is a manager who has been making a scene with the public lately. The intense exposure to the media, especially the continuous scandal of female entertainer entanglement, quickly made it famous.
Not only do I have a lot of floating stories with celebrities, but my self-assertion and bragging are intense because I'm a waster and self-evident lust. It is also well featured in the media for this purpose, and is regarded by many human beings as a gold that has been thought up with instant objects.
Especially if you are possessed by SNS and repeat statements that make people frown, it is a day of inflammation. For Tiger River, it doesn't matter if it's a flaming art or anything. Anyway, the first thing you need to do is get attention. I have a very strong desire for approval, and I can't help but always be aware of the other's eyes and take the mount.
Tiger River turns forty-eight this year. He is 155 cm tall and weighs nearly 80 kg. The hair is barcode hair. The facial texture is terrible. My nose is crushed, I have a big ela tension on my cheeks and my lips are unnaturally thick. Tiger River had a fierce complex against his appearance, but at the same time it became a fighting spirit. I think the reason I was able to build myself up was because I was able to convert this complex into a force.
Niyaniya laughs, looking down at the woman who can threaten her with a buttcake on the floor, slowly approaching Tiger River. The other woman retreats with her ass cake in place, twisting her face into fear, which would otherwise be beautiful.
"It's a natural flow from me. I can't forgive you. I liked it and I wanted it, but I can't forgive a woman who doesn't belong to me."
"Haha, there can't be a woman who doesn't open her crotch with a bunch of bills - no, no, no, you think there shouldn't be a woman like that?
Shortly after Tiger River tells, there is a teasing woman's voice. It is not the statement of a woman who is threatening to go around. A woman around twenty sits at her desk behind the Tiger River and looks at two strange women who can threaten the Tiger River.
"It's not. I've got everything I ever wanted. If there's something you can't get, I'll make sure you get it. That's all. I'm not even absolutely looking at gold."
Slightly tanned and denied, Tiger River opened his mouth wide and spit something out to keep standing out of his mouth.
Spitted out of the mouth of the Tiger River were three slightly rounded body-shaped rat-like animals with uniform body color. Unified in red, blue and yellow, respectively.
A rat mochi jumped on a woman with an ass cake and bit her.
Immediately afterwards, the bite area of the woman is rounded according to the colour of each ratty body.
The rats go away and return to the mouth of the Tiger River. Fear had disappeared from the woman's face. He's completely faceless and has a blurry view of the Tiger River.
"Hands. penis. Around."
When Tiger River tells, a woman makes a move to go with it.
"Bye, Shabby"
He laughs low, presses his groin against the woman's face and unloads Chuck.
"I don't know. Come on, you're like a mindless doll. You're a dutch-wife. Aren't you vain to hold that?
A woman sitting on her desk tells her as if she was stunned.
"It's not vain. This power does not completely take your mind away, nor does it rewrite it. This guy has his own heart right now. But I just can't move on my own free will in front of me. Of course I won't allow the escape method of suicide. I will always taste the humiliation of being forced to submit with supernatural force and be humiliated as the dutch-wife of my life. That's the punishment for a woman who didn't do what I thought. Just thinking about it makes me excited. Like you, it's boring just to kill."
Tiger River speaks with pleasure as she makes the woman serve.
"In front of my own woman, let other women shake me, what are you talking about"
"Meir. You don't have to believe me, but you're special to me. There's only one person who opens his heart."
"Ha ha, isn't that what you're saying in front of the other women?"
A woman called Mere, who sat on the desk, laughs at her pieces.
"I said you don't have to believe me. I don't expect a woman's favor or sincerity. I know as much as I know there's no woman in the world who would point that at me."
The Tiger River throws up and throws up as it is abundantly self-inflicted and burns in a blaze.
"By the way, Meir, why did you kill Yokohama Emiko? Was there some kind of grudge? Have you had any contact with you?
Tiger River knows all about Meir's activities and is committed to watching all the shows on TV as well. Meir tells them too.
"We've never had a direct conversation. But when I was on the same show the other day, I was shitting myself."
"What?"
"Any tragedy or misfortune in this world is my own fault."
Wrinkles between eyebrows, wide distortions in the mouth and Meir throws up.
"I'm just kidding. Are you saying it's my own fault that I've been feeling that way? Then it's your own fault that Meh is killed, and Meh's shitty genetically inherited idiot Hungry Ghost is killed in front of Meh, and you said you were shitty in front of me."
Hearing Meir's words glowing with hatred from his eyes, Tiger River pushed the shabby woman away and closed Chuck. Then head toward Meir at the desk and put your hand on that shoulder.
"In that case, I guess I should say karma. The guy who talks about his theory of self-responsibility is the guy who lives his life in Easy Mode. If you're not born well, that's all you can do. You can't do anything about it. You look miserable in the eye. If he doesn't even know that, I don't know what else to do."
There was also a dark flame in the eyes of the Tiger River, who spoke so.