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This work is a packaged product that includes "Secret Love - A Secret Time Just for Us" (VJ008956) and "Communication - A Timetable Secret from Mom" (VJ009936). After completing the payment, you will be able to download each work individually. Presented by Marble CandySoft, this set features "Secret Love - A Secret Time Just for Us" and "Communication - A Timetable Secret from Mom," depicting the secret romantic relationships with little girls, now available at a great price!! ◆◇◆ Secret Love - A Secret Time Just for Us ◆◇◆ A secret time just for the two of us spent with a little girl It all started with an email— On that summer day, I was quietly drawing illustrations at home as usual. Then, I received an email along with a long-awaited work request. According to the email sent by a relative, it seemed they wanted me to "take care of their daughter for a few days." I couldn't just let this opportunity slip away… As I thought this, I opened the attached image and saw an angelic girl smiling at me… 'W-What is this…' I weighed the work against the girl. However, the scales tipped in an instant. …Miiin… Miiin I could hear the distant sound of cicadas— In front of me stood a girl with her skirt pulled up to her belly button. '—I… I want you to teach me, big brother…' I gulped nervously and cautiously reached out my hand— Thus began our very sweet, and slightly thrilling "secret love play." ◆◇◆ Communication - A Timetable Secret from Mom ◆◇◆ Having wanted to become a teacher at a famous private academy, I moved to the city alone and spent several years working at surrounding schools. When I finally received the long-awaited transfer notice, I couldn't help but feel excited. —However, I was stunned when I saw the assignment. My new workplace was in a remote rural town. It was the exact opposite of what I had hoped for. Still, it was an order from above, and reluctantly, I made my way to the new workplace. What I saw there was a small, old school building. Unable to hide my disappointment at its dilapidated state, I finished my greetings with the teachers on my first day and headed to the Hashimoto family where I would be staying. —New semester. As I stood at the podium for the first time and introduced myself in front of the few students, I was met with unexpected warmth from them. Unlike the tense atmosphere of classrooms in the city, it was a warmth reminiscent of family that I had almost forgotten. My feelings began to waver gradually.