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Ryosuke! Ryosuke! Please teach me how to make Ichiro obedient. If this continues, he will be ruined!

I looked at the warm smile in the photo and prayed silently in my heart

My name is Miko. I am a housewife. I was originally a very happy life. I had a husband who loved me and a well-behaved and cute son. However, a car accident two years ago broke my beautiful life into pieces...

My husband Liangsuke died seriously injured, and his son Ichiro also became withdrawn and silent. As the hormones erupted, he became irritable and perverted. He also mingled with the gangsters in the streets, skipping classes all day long, causing trouble everywhere. I can't remember how many times I've apologized to others. For the sake of Ichiro's affairs, my heart was broken and my tears were dried up...

Tonight, I want to have a last talk with Ichiro. If he still doesn't change, I will go to heaven to find Ryosuke. I really can't hold on to such a desperate life...

I stuffed the written will into an envelope and put it in a drawer. The compensation for the car accident and the property at home are enough to support Ichiro to grow up to adulthood

I stood up, pushed open Iro's door, and a strange smell rushed out. Oh, how long has it been since he cleaned the house?

Ichiro's room was in a mess, and it seemed that it was not the same world as outside the room. There were posters of rock stars on the wall, gorgeous clothes and shoes were thrown randomly on the cabinet, and the floor was full of comic books and snack packaging.

There is a mirror on the table, and in front of the mirror are several empty bottles of hairspray, and a bunch of metal jewelry.

There was a laptop on the tatami, the quilt was messed up, the pillowcase was gone, and half of the yellow socks were exposed under the pillow, and several pieces of tissue were thrown into the corner of the room...

Looking at this extremely dirty room, my tears couldn't help falling. Why!

Why!

Why did my son become like this, become so rebellious, so decadent...

I leaned weakly against the door frame, covered my face, and cried in despair.

Soon, I stopped crying because the tears had dried up. I walked into the house and began to pick up comic books on the ground one by one. Usually Ichiro didn't let me enter his room, but today I will let me clean up for him at the end. This is the last thing I did for him!

Hey~What kind of comic is this?

"Dark Algae"?

The woman on the cover was wearing such weird clothes, but...

It looks quite sexy...

Alas, Ichiro is 15 years old, so it’s not surprising that he starts paying attention to these things…

I picked up all the comic books on the floor, piled them on the table, then brought a big garbage bag, and put all the garbage in the room in it

I walked to the corner of the house and picked up the tissues on the ground. Hey~The tissues look a little yellow, is it a snot?

But Ichiro hasn't caught a cold for a long time. Could it be...

I put down the garbage bag and opened a wet ball of paper. A fishy smell like egg white floated out...

Alas, Ichiro is so young that he actually learns to masturbate. It's really...

I threw these paper balls into the garbage bag and started to pack Ichiro's clothes. Under Ichiro's pile of clothes that smelled sour, I found another book "Dark Algae". It seems that he really likes this comic.

After cleaning Ichiro's clothes and desktop, the whole house finally showed its original appearance. Although the posters of rock stars on the wall are not very compatible with the decoration style of the entire house, it is still neat

The only remaining sanitation-stricken area is tatami. I put my computer on the table and carried the quilt that I hadn't folded for a long time to the bathroom. Then I picked up the pillow, and there were two pairs of smelly socks under the pillow...

It's really hopeless, so he can sleep!

I angrily threw my socks on the ground, but the sheets under the pillow were still bulging. I lifted the sheets and found that they were two magazines, and the covers were also the kind of woman wearing strange clothes!

Below her was a naked man with a mouth stuffed in his mouth!

How could I read such a dirty magazine at such a young age?

The cover of another magazine was even more unbearable. It was actually a woman wearing only underwear sitting on the face of a naked man. The woman was smiling strangely. What's this!

I threw these two magazines onto the cabinet and continued to sort out the tatami. I found two similar magazines under the mattress!

Day Ah!

What Ichiro is watching every day!

After finishing the tatami, I wiped the floor twice. Ichiro's room finally returned to the way it was two years ago. I looked at the clean room and felt a sense of relief, but it quickly sank again. Why did Ichiro become like this? My mother is really incompetent...

Ryosuke, without you, I really can't do anything well, wuwu...