43 43 Angels and Hatsumomo (2/2)

”If you're old enough, don't you want to be hot?

”I think Zhou is a good type to say one thing or the other. I guess the others are annoying.”

”Well.”

A follow-up should be igniting Shibako's delusions.

Sure, Zhou should only have one person rather than being liked by an unspecified number... or Shudo has taught me that and I actually think it would be better, but in this situation, doesn't it sound like the person is saying it's midday?

Makes his cheeks cling to Shibako's shimmering smile and turns away.

I don't know why this has to be evil pushed, but I'm also aware that it actually looks that way from other people.

At least, midday is special for Zhou, to the extent that it can be said.

It's true...

Steal a look at it so it doesn't get noticed at midday, and sigh softly.

(Well, if you say you like it, I like it)

Preferred, I think.

I just don't think it's the same thing to say about romantic feelings.

”There's nothing wrong with my mother. Don't give me that crap. Let's get the car ready.”

”I can't get along. Hey... really. Let's get the car ready, Shudo.”

”Right.”

Apparently, we have succeeded in distracting ourselves from the conversation, and we both move on to getting ready to go out.

I left it up to my parents to see which shrine I was going to, and dropped off my parents' backs as they headed out to the parking lot first.

”... I need it in my bag, and I don't need it to be ready like that, but what about midday?

”Well, it's in this bag.”

”Oh well.”

Suddenly we were alone, so while we remembered the slightest lack of accommodation, Zhou unplugged the extra electrical outlet from the window.

I just turned off the living room lights and see midday again.

Again, I think you don't have to look closely at her. I couldn't be praised for letting go much in front of my parents, but whoever sees it, the Japanese costume beauty midday is very eye care.

”What's wrong, Zhou-kun”

”No, you look great,” he said. I feel like a clear Japanese beauty. I think she's cute. ”

I should have praised them the moment I saw them because I was learning that if a woman was stylish from Shudo, I should have praised them, but I was ashamed to praise them in front of my parents on the boulder.

If I mouth my honest thoughts, the middle of the day makes me hang out for a big few times, then I slightly dye my cheeks and tie my lips together all the time.

Zhou smiled small and bitterly, remembering that he had reacted like that before.

”Oh, didn't you like being complimented? Sorry.”

”Well, that's not true.... Zhou-kun, for your sake.”

”For what?

”... it's nothing”

Puppy, while I wondered what it was at midday when I turned that way, I gave up heavily because there was no sign of cracking my mouth, and I accompanied him to the front door at midday.

The shoes that go are not wasted thinking about walking. They seem to be a Japanese style compromise with boots, but that was going to make them look adorable.

At midday, when he managed to put on his boots while rocking Shiranaka's ornament, he went outside first and gently approached the perimeter where he was supporting the door.

Closer than I thought. Rarely is he approaching from midday and gently stretching his back.

Give me your ear, do you mean, close the front door, lock it, and then bend your hips, gently approaching your ears as midday makes a ring in your mouth with your palms?

”Zhou-kun”

”Hmm?”

”Um... cool, right?

Whispering so small, Zhou pressed his forehead as he slid through the side and early into the elevator hall at midday, the door garlic as it was.

”... that's sloppy”

In a whisper that was not just called retribution, the heart of the perimeter was engraving a heartbeat to strike an early bell.

It took me a while to cool off my flaming cheeks at once because of midday, and it was the circumference where my parents would see me suspiciously waiting in the parking lot first.