Hello, Mr. Dabing, I'm Mr. Yamabuki

That summer, the pastry house on Cross Street.

I said to the boy who also had white and slender fingers: Mr. Dabing, I'm Mr. Yamabuki.

Classmate, you have recognized the wrong person.

I rushed into the rain and couldn't stop covering my face and crying.

Hello, Mr. Dabing, I'm Mr. Yamabuki. Hee...hehe...woo...

About the green and dust years of the campus

About the story of the past

To pay tribute to the former teenager

"Hello, Mr. Big Cake, I'm Teacher Yamabuki" Mu Mu's work has been published in "Purple" magazine "Star Print"

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