37 37 Angels and New Years Eve (2/2)

If I had finished eating soba noodles over the year and watched the song show on the couch, the time would have passed in no time until just before the date was changed.

If you don't watch TV more than you need, or if you're not too familiar with the song of the day watching the song show quietly and pleasantly, time would have passed sooner than you thought.

The screen is changing to a landscape with an overnight bell on the relay, and I feel the age change again.

At midday, sitting next to him, he quietly listens to the sounds of the nocturnal bell as he lays down his eyes.

I heard the bell for the hundred and seventh time while I was doing this...

”Happy New Year”

At the moment the date changes, I look at this one and stretch my spine exactly, then at midday when I broke my hip, I get stuck and the circumference also posture to say the same New Year's greetings.

”Happy dawn.... you're feeling weird, you two are over the years”

”Hehe, right.... Best regards again this year”

”This is the place... or rather, this is the place to ask”

You can't deny that.

Zhou notices a shivering smartphone on his lap where he grinned bitterly at midday when he chuckled.

Apparently New Year's greetings are coming from trees and millennials, and there were some numbers on the app icons.

That's the same at midday...... probably more at midday, but midday smartphones are shaking too.

It's easier these days because I can just send a message and say hello to New Year's Eve.

”I'll get back to you.”

”I'll do it.”

Probably a lot of greetings coming at midday. I don't know, but I don't think I gave the boys any contact details.

Send yourself a reply to a tree or a thousand years old, admiring ”I'm a high school girl in a place like this” on the middle of the day when I'm going to type in a reply with flick manipulation with a familiar hand.

The message usually says, ”Happy Dawn,” in addition to ”Have you been friends with Mr. Vertebra for the past year? 'and there may be unnecessary prying in it, so I sent a message of denial of what is a star.

I immediately received a teasing reply from the tree saying, ”Well again,” so I enjoyed the conversation repeatedly for a while, being made brown or denied.

Possy, on both arms, weighs. Then the sweet smell smells fluffy.

If you look beside your fears, isn't midday leaning over here with your eyes closed?

- Wait, wait, wait.

I didn't speak to him, but Zhou was quite wandering.

You've been there before, but who would imagine, next door, that you'd lean over and sleep, too?

I can see why midday fell asleep without thinking about it.

The current time is after midnight.

They seem to live a regular life. There can't be too many midday stays, and I guess I ran all day today to make rice noodles and didn't put them on the table, but I was exhausted.

You must not have had enough strength to fight the sleeper.

I know why.

I understand, but I didn't expect you to fall asleep at this time.

At midday when I was leaning against Zhou, I was showing a truly restful sleep face just saying that I didn't know about the confusion and wolves of Zhou. Long eyelashes, neat nosebumps and cherry blossom lips are exposed to defenselessness.

This is not the first time I've seen my sleeping face, but I've never seen it at this close range, so I stretched my body.

”Midday, get up”

Even if I don't hesitate to speak up, I'm not responding.

He was too tired or the sleeper was drinking him and he was falling into a deep sea of sleep, and there were no signs of awakening, whether he spoke up or moved his shoulders and rocked him a little.

Gently tapping my leg or shaking my touched body won't wake me up.

Even if I had done that, the part of the product was shifting and I started to feel dizzy, so Zhou took the middle of the day and drew it... although it was good, I felt like I was holding it without trying to, and I became even more anxious.

(... Smells great)

Sometimes I came home once after meals to bathe and do something, but in addition to the floral smell of the hair wash, I smell slightly sweet and very uncomfortable.

Besides, I didn't even feel like something soft was hitting me, so I didn't.

Even if I want to wake you up, I'm too asleep to wake you up, and I don't even feel like I'm going to wake you up unless I'm at the level to beat you up in the first place.

(What am I supposed to do)

Happenings like this came early in the New Year and Zhou held his head.