幼馴染と入れ替わって彼女のカラダにイタズラ5
2025-09-13 15:24:35 +0000 UTC
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美少年探偵と怪盗の知力を尽くした激しい戦い。しかしなんということでありましょう。美少年は催眠術にかけられ、怪盗のトリコとなってしまったのです。
以前描いたものを描き直しました。
A fierce battle of wits between the handsome young detective and the phantom thief unfolds, but what a surprise! The hands...
2025-09-08 10:57:27 +0000 UTC View Post
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2025-09-06 17:39:03 +0000 UTC
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Clean up the lines and paint each part in a distinctive color. Is there really a demand for this? I know I'm not showing it well, but I can't think of a better way to show it.
2025-09-04 10:22:55 +0000 UTC View Post
線を清書して、パーツごとに目立つ色で塗り分けておきます。 これ需要ないかな?自分の見せ方が悪いと思いますが、どうやって見せたらいいか思いつかない...。
2025-09-04 10:21:33 +0000 UTC View Post
In an email from Fanbox
"The theme for September is "#ProgressReport." Let's report to your fans on the progress of your current project!
On FANBOX, completed works aren't the only rewards for supporters. For fans, the process of completing or realizing a project is also a lot of fun.
Please tag your posts with "#ProgressReport" and let your fans know about the prog...
2025-09-03 04:14:11 +0000 UTC View Post
Fanboxからのメールに
9月のお題は「#進捗報告」いま進めている制作物の進み具合をファンに報告してみよう!
FANBOXでは、必ずしも完成した作品だけが支援者の特典というわけではありません。ファンの方々にとっては、完成や実現までの過程も大いに楽しいものです。
ぜひ...
2025-09-03 04:13:31 +0000 UTC View Post
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時間がかかる漫画を数本、並列で描いているので、最近、Fanboxの更新が滞っています。すみません。 I've been working on several time-consuming comic at the same time, so my Fanbox updates have been slow recently. I'm sorry.
2025-08-24 06:07:40 +0000 UTC View Post
今日からコミケなんですね。一度行ってみたいです。行かれる方は熱中症にお気をつけて楽しんできてくださいね😃 It's Comiket starting today. I'd like to go there once. If you are going, be careful of heat stroke and enjoy it :D
2025-08-16 06:16:23 +0000 UTC View PostI released the thread. Not a slow easing, not a reluctant slip—just a sudden, decisive drop. The air between us seemed to relax. Her body, however, did not.
From across the plaza, I watched her continue. The same sequence of motions. The same tempo, as if the invisible metronome still clicked somewhere beyond hearing. Her face did not flicker with surprise or awareness.
<... 2025-08-15 01:25:45 +0000 UTC View Post私は背を向けた。 靴底がアスファルトを叩く音が、夜の広場に小さく響く。 振り返らない。 距離を取れば、この感覚――背後で続いているあの音――は遠ざかるはずだと思った。
だが、十歩、二十歩と進んでも、あの規則正しい「開き、閉じ、開き、閉じ」の音が耳から離れない。 ...
2025-08-15 01:24:34 +0000 UTC View PostThe thread had led me here. A wide, open plaza under the pale wash of moonlight. No walls to contain me, no audience to witness—only the expanse of stone and shadow.
My body moved as it always had. The same angle of the arm, the same pivot of the foot, the same tilt of the head. Yet here, each motion felt louder than sound itself.
Then—silence.
Not the kind where y...
2025-08-14 11:28:26 +0000 UTC View Post最初は、スマホの画面が光の花畑のようだった。 彼女の動作――しゃがみ、立ち、頬に口紅を塗り重ね、腕を空へ突き上げる――に合わせて、無数のフラッシュが瞬く。 通行人は笑い、肩を叩き合い、コメントを囁き合っている。 私は糸を握り、ゆっくりと彼女を操る。
最初の違和感...
2025-08-14 11:26:33 +0000 UTC View PostThe movements continued—mechanical, detached. An arm lifted, paused, lowered. A foot slid half a step forward, then back again. The same sequence, repeated without pause, as if the thread guiding me had forgotten there was a world beyond the pattern.
At first, the street was crowded. Curious faces leaned in, some grinning, some filming. But the longer it went on, the more they...
2025-08-13 11:46:42 +0000 UTC View Post最初は、笑いだった。 スマホを構えた若者たちは、画面を覗き込みながら肩を揺らしていた。 「やべえ、見ろよこれ」 「変なやつ見つけた」 そんな声が混ざり合い、私は彼女に笑顔を固定させたまま、ゆっくりと化粧直しの動作を繰り返させる。
唇の輪郭ははみ出し、頬を赤く染め...
2025-08-13 11:44:45 +0000 UTC View PostAt first, the pulls were steady—predictable, almost gentle. Raise the arm. Lower it. Step forward. A rhythm without meaning, but still a rhythm.
Then, the tugs began to change. Too quick, then too slow. Sharp jerks that sent my shoulder snapping back, or a sudden slack that left me swaying, unsure if I would fall.
The people watching started to notice. A woman with a sho...
2025-08-12 04:21:29 +0000 UTC View Post最初は、静かに、丁寧に。 私は彼女の膝を曲げさせ、しゃがませた。 通りを歩く人々は、少し視線を寄越すが、それ以上の興味は持たない。 ただの街角の一コマに見えるよう、私は動きを抑えていた。
だが、抑制はいつでも外せる。 私はそのことを知っている。 糸は私の手の中に...
2025-08-12 04:20:09 +0000 UTC View PostI could see it. A thin, almost invisible thread, hanging from somewhere above, disappearing into the gray sky. It was tied to my wrist.
When it pulled, my arm rose. When it slackened, my arm fell. I didn’t choose either.
The street around me was loud—traffic horns, vendors shouting, music from a shop—but every sound felt far away, muffled, as if I were underwater. Th...
2025-08-11 04:35:08 +0000 UTC View Post