i'm selling my friend kano's sleeping face silently, saito miyu.

Miyu came to consult with a good friend of mine. I don't think he likes my boyfriend, but his personality is relentlessly male. Two male friends, who are not going to go for a consultation, put glaze in their drinks and gradually push down the sparkled miyu. It was made to be erected by lye or pizzling with saliva, and then blowing in the water with manhoji (a kind of rice ball), firing taps and samen into the mouth, making a living instead of his boyfriend, and putting it out continuously at the miyu's masuko which had been estranged with glaze.