Punch Out Don Flamenco の小説・ストーリー

Fernandez immediately defended himself… Damian undid a few buttons of his shirt as he walked towards them and Fernandez took this as an opportunity to leave but of course Damian wasn't gonna let him leave after What he'd done… The bald man fell to the ground when Damian punched him… his lips broke in the process and while trying to get back on his feet, Damian suddenly pinned him to the ground and began punching him repeatedly… “How dare you lay your hands on my wife!?” Damian was like a lunatic as he kept punching the life outta the bald until his entire face was covered in blood.. Fernandez was barely unrecognizable when Damian was done with him..he looked like he was gonna die… “ You wort

I smiled. "Turrón," he said, "it may look like it but it's different. Try it." I took one of the box and it tasted sweet and nutty. "This is actually good." I went into the next bag to find bundled-up material. I pulled out the material and it was actually a red dress with lots of lace, polka dots and flouncy material. "This is beautiful but?" "The flamenco cannot be performed properly without such a dress and shoes," he gestured for me to take the other bag and I found black shoes with small heels.