According to Professor Samizu Kichiemon's book on the restoration agency during the Bakumatsu era. With solid creativity and a clear and versatile mind. Shimizu Kichiemon was the first to enlighten the manufacturing and repair of the Japanese puppetry of the time. He loves puppet machines and components, and legend has it. The puppet you made has a lot of creepy stories, Like how you make them, usually. They also use parts related to the human body to perfect their puppets.It's scary that it's not the resentment of human parts that make up the document that makes the puppet. It's things that seem to be buried only in the ground or in incinerators with temperatures over a thousand degrees Celsius, called ashes or something. It's possible through alchemy, or a catalyst as a broker... to create the darkest, most frightening puppets... with a 90% higher success rate. Like Johann Faust VIII, he was a doctor. His wife, the nurse,
As for Shin and the Tamora group, it has begun to orbit the plot.Shin received the medicine that Pluto sent Zun to bring to him. Medusa, in the marbles, turns into a human but retains her beautiful wavy green hair. The clothes also have to ask Yummy to help her, take her to a fashion shop, and buy the correct size.Medusa's body, with the devil's curves, it's itchy. Especially the trendy clothes that hold Medusa close to the eye.' Why... why? Didn't you say that you'd grow up eating papaya? Then why are you still smart?' by Yummy and Sango.' Get your hands off that beautiful woman, Shin. I envy you. Why? There was a beautiful woman holding him, and I didn't have anyone holding him? ' by Miroku.He doesn't know. He doesn't know if there's a problem with my eyes. That Shin felt his first rounds... seems to be growing again. No, now he can't hide from her. Every time he takes a bath, he asks to take a bath with her. Especially when she rubs his back with her chest, feel it. It's just
Back to the group. Me, Gwen, and Pluto." When do you expect? I just got a call from Shin, and you guys ran out of food, your food supplies for three days, my... you guys, your liver's fat? I should've handled it. What happened to you two?" Gwen laughed, her eyes folded, her eyes folded, her eyes closed and scared, like the silence before the storm. " I can't blame you, Gwen's food. And yet, it's been a long time since I've seen Gwen singing, so... haha. I can't hold back." I quickly patted Gwen's horse's butt and started blowing hope that Tula would calm down." Blame me for making too good food? From now on, don't come to my place again." Gwen laughed, looking at me stroking my horse's ass, and taking the wrong horse's leg... deserved to be kicked. ' Oh no!!! Don't be like that! ' I'm... No. I want to. " I'm enjoying the craftsmanship, a convenience I'll tell Gwen, you know, there's going to be a fight between the mighty demons, you know, if you can go to the off-stage area, op
" Is Tamora feeling better?"Looking at the Tatami mats, a teenager wearing a red Haori Hakama suit with long black hair. Tightly sharpened, his lips were dry with a severe fever just now. Shin's face is a bit upset. It's almost the full moon, so... Let's find somewhere safe to sit and rest for the night. I can't hear me. Just run to the Demon Competition Stadium. It's more than three weeks before registration, so it's more than a month before the competition starts to make fun ofThere's still a lot of time left to strengthen one's competence before the competition Too hasty, Tamora. Listen to me, and it makes people want to beat this guy up a little bit.If I want to be stronger, it's dry. It's like riding a rocket to get stronger.I don't want to be a half-lover. Weak in force, unlike other purebred demons.That's it... Maybe it's me, making TAmora's been beaten so hard... he's got the will
Beatrix Henry was so overwhelmed by Hilary Bush that he couldn’t speak a word. He kept silent. He indeed likes Hilary Bush a little more than he likes, but he doesn’t want to compete with his brother. Bridget Henry liked Hilary Bush, so clearly, he couldn’t bear to fight. But then Bridget Henry spoke out and interrupted his guilty thoughts:- Mister, if you like someone, admit it. Although I’m envious that Hilary likes you more, I don’t want you to give him up to me. Also, in this apocalyptic era, if you let him go, will you ever find someone you like, or have you changed your taste for zombies?- Who taught you to talk like that to your brother?- This doesn’t matter, mister. See for yourself.Beatrix Henry refused to answer. He said nothing, looked at Hilary Bush and looked at Bridget Henry until he wanted to answer Bridget Henry again and said:- Even if you say you like it or not, I won’t let him go.- Then why are you making me admit it? To fight with me?Beatrix Henry was stoppe
Flora Sarah snatched the pack of cigarettes from Beatrix Henry’s hand and then took out a cigarette from her mouth. She did not hesitate to raise her hand to light the fire on the cigarette. It’s his snail. She smirked and smiled.- Don’t worry about me. My team is all full of energy, just some couple with three people booing all night.The White House squinted at Beatrix Henry and then looked at Bridget Henry and Hilary Bush and finally at Esther William and Curtis Andrea.- And there’s some other team that’s very tired, hehe.Then Flora Sarah grabbed the map from Esther William’s hand and waved goodbye. Esther William was naturally shameless, but Curtis Andrea was ugly. Tiger wants to die, plus Beatrix Henry, although usually the tiger’s mouth is red to the ears. He said:- Let’s split up and get out of here and stop talking nonsense.Going to train the joker but being teased in the end makes Beatrix Henry almost mad. If it weren’t for the little Hilary Bus
- You... Excuse me.Clear voice, strange but familiar sounds.Matilda Michael is back. Where:- Oh, she went on. What's going on?A sincere voice appreciates it:- Thanks for saying that. Turn me upside down.- Yeah. You, Everyone, were just so flustered. You don't have to worry. The plane is shaking. I'm trying to come out here and wear heels. What if I fall?- Fat! There's nothing to regret. It's a bummer. I'm here to finish my last job. Feel indebted to this life.The girl sighed, and then she said, Matilda Michael quickly recovered, his eyes brightened:- That I kept calling you replied, are you thinking about something sad? It's possible. Do you want to share it with me? ...oh! I... I'm sorry, I'm out of line.- It's been a long time. I'm used to it. It's just an old story. You don't have to. I'm sorry.He can see her clear eyes. As the water was shining, he laughed:- Well... Today. Oh, my ex-girlfriend's wedding day. We can love each other. Thank you for 8 years. But you're...
- Ha ha... I'm so happy that so many people died.A voice of excitement and madness rang out.Matilda Michael seemed to notice that he frowned:- Is that him?Glenda Mary didn't know what he meant, she asked vaguely:- Who is it? Someone, you know?- No, he's the one sitting next to you, since...The plane took off and disappeared. He doesn't think it's a coincidence that the plane crashed...The more he sees his madness, the more joyous he wants to die, and the more he feels for Matilda Michael. He suddenly felt like everything was going on like a set of airplanes. That's the only thing. There's no crime in movies, it's real. The sacrifice would be a disaster be reminiscent of a black number more than his dog, he squeezed his forehead he is sick of it.- Not by chance? Can't you... No way.Glenda Mary's stupid, incredible eyes, she's also thinking of a crazy scenario.Matilda Michael nodded:- Yeah. Maybe I'm not wrong.At this moment, the deaf voice rang again, accompanied by a sick