12 12 Visit to a friends home (2/2)

”No, I didn't get to the level that I could handle it, but that's okay...”

It was the circumference where I was worried about how to penetrate the tree, which seems to like to taste the thrill, but another problem immediately arises because of the chime sounding in the room.

”Hmm? Visitors?

The tree also turns the game into a menu screen before raising its face.

Especially since I know I'm not teaching this house to others, and I don't have any friends visiting the house. If you're a visitor in the first place, you're supposed to get a call because you eat footprints at the entrance.

”I don't know what it is, around the neighborhood? Circulation board or something.”

”I see.”

”I'm gonna come out a little”

He manages to hide his tight face while appropriately deceiving the tree and hurrying to the front door.

I was fortunate she didn't raise her voice after she pressed the call bell.

Quickly open the door without checking this one, so that you can't see him. Then get out of the gap and keep the door shut.

Since it was midday, I raised my index finger to her as she repeatedly blinked around how she was different.

”... whisper please. The trees are coming.”

”Trees?”

”I'm a friend. I'm here to see you.”

”Oh I see”

He nods like he's good at the covert behavior of Zhou and hands the tapper around as usual without pursuing it any further.

I guess I've been planting it in the morning. It's perfect for the current season when it's getting cold, with the contents of the rice noodles.

Zhou, thankfully received, exhales softly at midday when he has no doubt to give it to him.

”... No, really, I'm always grateful for you, but I don't have enough time to say that. Sorry.”

”I'm not asking you to thank me for anything. … good, clean up enough to invite friends”

”Should I thank you for the dugout?”

”No. Please don't.”

Zhou also laughs bitterly because he can look at me like a woman who doesn't like me.

I guess the subtle mix of seriousness is because she doesn't really have a head up. I was being looked after at a level where I could be grounded.

It is all kinds of bad to keep getting this amount of boulder for free, so I would like to talk about the meal cost again next time.

”... Well, if your friends are here, you won't be able to talk much. Excuse me.”

”... it's always helping. I'll lay my opponent down in the tree.”

”Do so”

”Well, even if I did, you wouldn't believe me”

”I guess.”

Although that's complicated when it's honestly affirmed, if Zhou is in the position of a tree, I actually have my vertebrae cook rice for me, but I don't trust him first. Doubt delusions.

That's all angels are called high ridge flowers.

Anyway, if you're a handsome, brilliant guy, it's impossible for heaven and earth to flip over and behave like handsome and sloppy men like yourself.

”... can I ask you one thing?

”What is it?

”This is the advantage of continuing to share rice with me.”

Normally, I don't give food away for free, even though it takes effort and money. Zhou wouldn't even be in the opposite position.

I'm not going to expect a chance that I'm not in favor, but I couldn't help but wonder.

To Zhou's question, Midday turned his gaze upwards to think a little, then returned ”It's my self-satisfaction” without changing his expression either.

”There's nothing wrong with that. Because I'm easier to make for two than I am to make for one, and I simply seem to like to behave like a person.”

”You mean you like cooking?

”Well, that too. Don't get me wrong, it's easy because you tell me it's just delicious, and I'm still self-satisfied because I'm anxious to see your diet.”

”... is that what it is?

”That's what it is. So even if you don't get sick, think of it as good luck springing up down there.”

”Heck.”

He wasn't going to ask any more questions at midday, and after breaking his hips correctly at the fold, he went back to his house ”excuse me,” he said.

(... I wonder if that's what it is)

I don't think I deserve to give it for free, but I blurred, and Zhou went back to his home again.

”Who was it?

”I know a neighbor. It's a good idea. The fridge's coming up, so don't get ahead of the game.”

”Oh, I'm sorry, boss, I ended the fight”

”Hey, you're kidding me.”