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hololive's Lui Takane and Okayu Nekomata play Minecraft. Original stream: • 【 Minecraft 】遂に私も先生かっっっ(髪かきわけながら)。甘やか... @TakaneLui @NekomataOkayu Lately, holoX Secret Society Headquarters had been looking more like a crypt than usual. The spiderwebs had spiderwebs. The layer of dust that coated the shelves had itself acquired a sub-layer of dust, proof that the geological cycle did indeed have a sedimentary phase. Different species of mold had begun a biological arms race within the grouting of the tiled bathroom floor, and something vaguely Lovecraftian was living in the drain. When it was reported that a family of raccoons had taken up residence in the defunct ventilation system, the feeling was general that something should be done. A meeting was convened between the Head of Scientific Operations, Dr. Hakui, and Executive Officer of the Female Persuasion, CEO Takane. It was said they had more grey matter between them than a black and white film. Their solution to the whole ‘This place is being reclaimed by Nature’ problem was not to hire a deep cleaning service. Nor was it to take out an insurance policy before promptly burning the building to the ground. They decided to adopt a cat. The first thing Porridge, the newest member of the holoX family, did when they brought her home was take out an insurance policy against the contingency that the place burnt to the ground. If anyone batted an eye at such shrewd financial maneuvering, they quickly turned the other cheek when Porridge began doing typical cat stuff: Playing with balls of yarn, setting up an ASMR/Streaming station, rigging glitter bombs to explode in the face of whichever unfortunate soul opened the box of cereal within which they had been installed, maxing out both company and (stolen) personal credit cards on Only Fans subscriptions, etc… For the span of three hours and twenty-seven minutes, everything was hunky-dory at holoX Secret Headquarters. But, as with all good things, the Pax Felis was not to last. A cry that can only be described as belonging to a beluga who had caught their tail fin in a volcanic vent rent the air. The phrases ‘Banshee infestation’ and ‘Who has money for a witcher?' were thrown about. However, the source of the howling was soon revealed to be Chloe ‘The Cleaner’ Sakamata as she came tearing into the lunchroom where the rest were gathered. She stood huffing like a buffalo, before raising up a shirt, which smelled of laundry detergent, and asking, in a voice flat as a gravedigger’s shovel, “Who did this?” Eyes shifted. Tunes were whistled. Feet were shuffled. But no one stepped forward. “Do you know what this is?” asked Sakamata, like a prosecutor confronting a violent criminal with glaring evidence of their misdeeds. “This is the shirt I wore when Shion dumped a plate of cheesy nachos on my head.” She marched into the room and the suspects scattered like a school of fish before a prowling shark. “Do you see any cheese stains on this shirt?” She snatched the runt of the group by the back of the collar and lifted the poor imp clean off the ground. “Do you?” Her Infernal Majesty, Laplus, made the sign of the cross and gave herself up for dead. She didn’t bother looking to her coworkers for help, knowing that no power on earth could save her now. Or so she thought. “Oh, that?” crooned a silky-smooth voice from under the lunch table. “I washed it.” Sakamata dropped the demon child, who hit the ground running, crawled into a mouse hole in the wall and disappeared like a rat. “Come again?” asked Sakamata, peering under the table. “I washed it,” said the purple cat, not lifting her eyes from the shoujo manga she was reading. “It smelled kinda fishy.” In this world, there are two kinds of answers: The right answers, and the wrong answers. This answer was so wrong it defied categorization, and everyone watching knew it. As soon as the words settled in the dusty air, a samurai, a scientist, and a CEO began scrambling over one another like cockroaches, trying to find any way out of the lunchroom that didn’t involve coming within arm’s reach of Sakamata. “Do you know what I’m going to do to you, Cat?” said Sakamata. The cat licked her pointer finger and flipped a page. “Thank me?” Seeing that words were not delivering the intended message, Sakamata snatched a box of cereal off the counter and tore it in half, releasing a burst of glitter that caught her square in the eyeballs. Shrieking, she stumbled into an ASMR/streaming station and put her head through an LCD monitor. Sparks from the shattered screen landed on a gasoline-soaked ball of yarn, which promptly burst into flames. Five minutes later, the cast of holoX was standing around a blackened foundation, watching a purple cat with a wheelbarrow full of insurance money disappear into the sunset. https://ko-fi.com/leifmaplesson