47 47 Angels and Friends (1/2)

”Hey, Cho, Angel, can I borrow you?

It was after dinner that I got a call from a thousand years old.

I usually communicate with them via an app message, but I don't know why, but they call me, and they ask me about midday, so I don't know what it means.

It's not Zhou's when he tells me I can borrow it, and if I'm going to get some time, I should ask him in person.

”Don't ask me. Ask the vertebrae.”

”Are you next to me now?

”... I'm here.”

Tomorrow after school? Ask me. '

”Listen to yourself.”

I thought you didn't hear the contact details, but at Christmas, you worked so hard to get a thousand years old at midday that you didn't have time for that.

So, I guess I made contact with a perimeter that I knew my contact details for sure and was on my side frequently.

I understand the thoughts of a thousand years old, but I'd like to say that this is not a biographical pigeon.

In the meantime, it would be better to talk to him in person, so I hand him over at midday, which is making him wonder next door, and tell him, ”Thousand Years Needs to Talk,” and deposit my body on the back of the couch.

Midday seemed puzzling, but I was honestly taking it and putting my smartphone in my ear.

”I replaced your call.... Uh, tomorrow? Yes, I don't have any particular plans...”

He's probably being pushed by a thousand year old bullet talk, and laughs bitterly as he sees midday in trouble.

There are no signs of dislike. I'm just surprised at the abrupt offer, and I wonder what's going on, something like that.

I'm gonna take a good look at this one, so I'm gonna say, ”I'll leave it to your discretion. He wants to play with you, not me,” I'll just give it back.

Once in a while, they play with friends at midday, but they prioritize returning in just a few hours to prepare meals.

Sometimes I thought she should take a breath or something. Aside from whether a thousand year old push will catch your breath.

”Yes.... Well, then I'm going to accept your invitation...”

You made up your mind about Zhou's word, telling that to the thousand years over the phone, ”Yay! The voice was also heard here and the midday was reflexively keeping the smartphone out of my ear.

The tension was too high, and I laughed, and my gaze was in line at midday.

She also had a small grin that seemed troubled, then slightly relieved and joyful.

Where my voice has subsided, I am again turning my ear to my smartphone and resuming the conversation.

The way it looked smiled, so Zhou smiled small and watched over her.

”Thank you. I'll pay you back.”

I was politely returned my smartphone when I hung up.

Apparently, the story has come together, and he's going somewhere tomorrow with a thousand years old.

”It was sudden. Thousands of years old.”

”Well, you surprised me.”

”It's not a bad one. Just a little forceful.”

Though I feel a little out of place, I praised Mild. I'm never a bad kid, but I'm just a little pushy.

I'm bitterly laughing at the fact that I know that at midday, but I don't like it, so I'm glad. It's a little sad, albeit common, that I don't feel comfortable with the girlfriend of a man who might say he's my best friend.

”Don't worry about me tomorrow. Have fun.”

”Yes.”

”... oh yeah”

”Yes?”

I hope you enjoy it, but there was one thing I had to keep in mind.