32 32 The Flavour of Angel Happiness (2/2)

”... but it's amazing who took care of it.”

”Right, because that guy was a great cook. I'm no match for him yet, because his food tastes like happiness.”

At midday, with a slightly soft grin and a slightly distant eye, Zhou securely appeased.

In this way, midday would have been adored by that caretaker's person. I know exactly who I admire since midday.

Instead of being looked at by his parents, the person seemed to have taught him all sorts of important things at midday.

It would be a real shame if someone like that were on my side at midday.

I think she's probably a woman from the beginning of the conversation, but I think it's because she was there that she's alive this way at midday.

”I guess it was good enough. Well, yours tastes happy to me.”

Mother aside, Father's cooking is good, but Midday is more of a flavor for Zhou's taste.

Midday dishes have a relaxing taste that you won't ever get tired of eating every day. It's a heart-dancing dish with a resting habit, and there's no sign of boredom at all and I even want to eat more.

Well, I won't say that because the burden of midday is too heavy on the boulder.

Yeah, I snorted, and midday was solidifying.

Shall I say that I have been emptied?

I'm looking at this one with a pompous, childless look somewhere.

”... midday?

”Eh... it's nothing”

He called me back, and at midday he shook his head in a panic, leaning down.

At midday, when I was holding my favorite cushion tight and exhaling softly, I felt strangely colorful after hitting it earlier.

”What's wrong with you”

”... simply wondered if I could have made the taste of happiness”

”I don't know why you're so despicable, but you're as good as you want to eat every day.”

”... thank you”

Hiya, and at midday when I looked up at this one and lowered my eyes slightly to the smell of light and smiled small, this time the circumference leaned down and wanted to hide my face.

Such an expression that really makes the heart jump even if it doesn't mean I like it as a heterosexual.

At midday, when he peeled off his usual mask and gave me a smile that could be called defenseless, Zhou was full of wanting to cool his face right now.

I don't like the heat coming up from twitching. If we were illuminating each other, it would definitely be awkward.

”Uh, well,... yeah, midday”

”Yes.”

”Tomorrow, you can start at noon, right?

I couldn't stand this air and forcefully changed the subject, but at midday I didn't seem to care so much about it. I'm conceiving to Zhou's words.

”Yes, that's the promise, isn't it? You made lunch, and then you promised...”

”Ooh.”

”No... was it?

”No, I just checked.... Really, that's how you spend Christmas, even though it's past Eve?

”If you don't like it, I won't say it.... I'm sorry, I am.”

Another small, fluffy, loose grin came to her, Zhou replied sloppily ”oops” without being able to look directly at her, and she also had to hide her shame by leaning on the elbow opposite to midday.