45 45 Angelic Mixed Air (2/2)

”I know, I know.”

”... look, you're making fun of me”

”I meant purity”

At midday, when I was next door, I was slapped in the leg under my desk.

I blush my cheeks and glance slightly at this one, so if I say ”I'm sorry,” I get a nagging look on my end. The trick was strangely adorable and Zhou grinned to avoid getting angry at midday.

”... I don't know, they're showing us what we're showing you.”

”I wonder if that's okay. Zhou always has a soft expression.”

”I'm sorry. Let me make it for my mothers.”

After dinner I had been laughing for about two hours, and it was open. Even so, my parents sleep in the living room, so it will only be midday when I return home.

My parents have me taking a bath first, so one of Zhou went out to send her. I don't need to drop you off, but I also want to apologize for the impotence of Shibako and the others that happened today.

”No, it's fine. It was fun.”

”Right.”

I was fortunate that I didn't look offended.

Instead, maybe it seemed like fun.

”... and...”

”And?”

”... a little, a little mixed up, so I get it”

It was a grin accompanied somewhere by loneliness that came to mind at midday when he uttered a grunt similar to exhalation with a fine voice.

Such a grinning smile that if the wind blows, it's going to be erased. I can now see a faint mix of aspirations in her eyes, probably because Zhou has been guessing about her home environment.

I kind of couldn't leave her alone, and Zhou couldn't stop putting his palms on her head and deliberately stroking her with a little messy motion.

I don't have a reluctant look on my face, I just look up at the perimeter like I'm surprised.

”What is it?”

”Nothing.”

”It's nothing else...... I'm losing my hair”

”You're gonna take a bath anyway.”

”That's true, though.”

”... couldn't you?

”No, I can't, but I can't. … at least say it beforehand”

”Touched.”

”It's an ex-post report.”

”Sorry.”

You wouldn't hesitate to let me touch you if I told you earlier, but I swallowed it, and honestly apologized, and at midday I sighed a little.

”Absolutely... it's fine because it's me, but the truth is, it's not good for a girl to stroke her head lightly”

”No, you're the only one...”

We know that only people who are basically close to each other can touch parts of the opposite sex's body. There's no way I can easily skin like a yang ca.

For once, Zhou thinks he is going into a classification that is close to midday, so he touches it while confirming that he does not hate midday, but he does not intend to do anything other than midday.

In the first place, I don't even want to touch it. It is about the time when I will punish the thousand-year-old, who made a fine prank.

If you add that there is no other way to touch it, you will grow up at midday without shaking off the palm you put on your head.

”... I think I'm watching, but Zhou-kun looks just like Shudo. I haven't known him in a while, and I can tell.”

”Where is it? You don't look anything like that.”

”... it looks just like that, really”

Now she stroked her head again, a little upset at midday when she spilled a big sigh, but she didn't dislike it.

(... so much alike?

Sure, if you line up next door, you'll be mistaken by your age away brothers, but Zhou and Shu Dou have the opposite atmosphere.

Neither does his personality, not to say the opposite, definitely resemble it.

And what does that mean?

A few questions come to mind, but at midday I am not going to say anything more, my eyes are narrowed and surrounded, but they remain.

I stroked him thoroughly and then let go of his hand, and at midday he looked up at the perimeter and wandered subtly as if he had returned to me hah.

”What, you wanted some more?

If you ask the teasing mix, I've got an objection by the blushing face at midday, ”Don't tease me,” so let's not do this around here.

Apparently, I'm in a bad mood, and I open my home door without hiding my disgruntled face and let myself slip inside.

I guess I did a little too much, and while I regretted it, midday peeks this way through the gap in the door.

”... Zhou-kun”

”What the fuck?”

”... Zhou-kun's, silly”

He spun words that sounded as if they were obstinate with pale, reddish-colored cheeks, then slightly sweet, and closed the door.

(... which is stupid)

Midday made my heart jump suddenly, didn't it?

Sighing softly, Zhou exhaled his breath feeling whiter than usual, also hitting the corridor wall to cool off his body with heat for a while.