24 24 Dear Angel, Envy (2/2)
”No, well, it's not harmful...”
”No, I think I like the vertebrae because it's harmful... and I was wondering if it would work out...”
I'm really sorry about that because it's going to be hard at midday.
In addition to my son's girlfriend (misunderstanding), Shikoko's adorable likes go hand in hand, and she'll probably like it so much that she'll try to take care of something. Introduction, at the level of.
”Shibako really cares about Fujimiya.”
”If I make it sound better, yes, but I'll be persistent. That...”
It's not like being a protégé again, but it makes me look cute, unwillingly.
I can't complain too much because of the fact that Zhou is probably sloppy, but I still thought it was too good for Zhou.
A person who feels beneficial and important about his mother, but wants to keep his distance with the annoying type, is a candid thought.
”... nice”
At midday when he groaned small, Zhou looks at her.
”What is it?”
”Mother, it's busy, but it's sweet.”
”That's loud and over-interfering.”
”... Still, I hope”
Instead of flattering her, she lowered her eyes, groaning with a really enviable look and a small, pale voice that seemed to disappear.
I can see a shadowy look when I'm worried somewhere. If I touched it, it was going to collapse, and it was a standing for whoever saw it as weak.
Sewing weakness and weakness that could never be seen only by fatigue, she smiles small with a sieve and face up as if she felt the gaze of the circumference.
Nothing, I put my body back on the back of the couch rarely at midday when I just said it was nothing.
”Midday, huh?”
”... what the sudden”
”No.... Long time no see, people called me by name. Because it was always my last name.”
It was surprising that that popular angel would not be called by name, but on the contrary, it would probably be full of humans who could draw attention to calling midday by name.
I can't seem to easily call them around because they are perfect angels with no fine dust or gaps in school.
And a few people call me by my nickname. Although I hate him so much in person.
”Well, if I didn't have a good friend, I'd be like a parent.”
”I won't be called by my parents, never”
An instant answer came from a cold voice.
When I look at my face at midday unexpectedly, I don't see any color on my face.
An inorganic expression that can even be taken as inorganic, as if it had all fallen out. I even have the illusion that I'm dealing with a doll because of its neat beauty.
It was just a flash too, and at midday when I noticed Zhou's gaze, I erased the faceless expression and lowered my brow slightly as if I was in some trouble.
”... Anyway, become unusual”
That's how I shrugged and exhaled softly.
Bad compromise with midday parents, I was guessing.
I could easily imagine that there was something wrong with the family environment, from the occasional cold look I gave when I touched on my parents, the fact that I never dined out with my parents, hated birthdays, and so on - my parents didn't even call me by my name.
'... nice'
How did the whining words earlier feel spinning?
”Midday.”
He had spoken of nature and a name he never called.
Tight, caramel-colored eyes blink.
There is some sort of youthfulness on the table that is hidden from the usual attitude and expression, as if you were surprised or somewhere frightened. You'd be right to say exactly what you are.
”You'll call me anybody with as many names as you want.”
”... so is that”
If I add to the blurring, I get a slow, pale grin.
My chest slammed to a slightly relieved grin.
”... Zhou-kun”
I'm called my name in a small voice, and my chest stiffness increases in size.
Until earlier, I didn't really care because I only used it against my mother... but when they called me face to face like this, I felt itchy and something was swirling in my chest.
”Please don't call me outside”
”I know what... Don't let your mouth slip out there.”
”I know. Secrets, right?”
I couldn't look straight into the middle of the day with a slight grin.
Zhou gave it back only ”oops” and turned away from her grin by pretending to change her posture.