Agent Diary III

Hello friends.


Its me again, super secret secret-service-jiba-!

Yesterday I had a real hard fight with two bad boys. I just hold the mystic box in my hands when those gangster appeared.
I was just about to open it and bring the unknown beauty to the royal headfuck office.
No fail. I still have it in my hands.

Its warm and smooth.

I wonder how it looks like, when it went through the metamorphose~
(°A°")
Will it remeber who I am?

I guess not. Time to let go then.
I wait for the 'postman' to get it. Its too dangerous when I bring it to our Queen.

But I'd love to see the Queen. Its long time ago...


I hope I can bear the lost of this innocent beeing who I love but not know.
This must be what women call 'mother instinct'.
To me, even this weak and frameless monster looks like the cutest thing I've ever seen.

Isn't it cute?