61 61 Angels and Understanders (1/2)

”Ha-ha. It was delicious!

Thousands of years old, having finished their lunch, rubbed their stomachs with great pleasure.

The expression also conveys great satisfaction, so he smiles happily at midday. He likes to behave to people, so I guess today's sudden raid isn't bad for him either.

”No, Mr. Vertebra, you can make anything, right? It's a semi-ripe omelet. I used to make omelette shapes all the way up there.”

”Thanks to the teacher who taught me how to cook.”

”Were you cooking?

”Yeah, well. Don't have any trouble living alone, don't be ashamed to behave like someone,” he said.

”Heh! If you could cook so much, you would have been an amazing teacher!

What Midday is saying is probably about the helper he used to say.

He must be the only one who was nice to me at midday at my parents' house.

”I wonder if I could make this work if that person taught me too”

”You can make quite a few without curiosity and adventure.”

”Oh, you have to adventure to start, don't you?

”I wish you could do pretty much anything without it... that curiosity and prank is ruining it... just make it the way you want it to be...”

Thousands of years old can do more or less than average if they're not kidding, but their restless personality and bad habits generally cause one-ranking to fall.

I guess the problem is that a thousand years old, as free and my-paced as a cat, don't wear a cat. They can do it for adults, but they're tired.

If she can be aware of wearing a cat, she will be a smart woman, but her vegetables won't allow it.

”So is the food, but show some calm in your words and deeds. You have a good example here.”

”Um, I can't even want to be like Mahiro. Looks cramped.”

”That's rude to the vertebrae.”

”Yeah, but Mahiro's cramped. I mean, he's got a lot of breath.”

Sometimes, a thousand years old surprisingly discern the essence.

”'Cause school mahiro seems boring.”

”... does that look like it?

”Mmm. Different classes, so I don't know exactly, but you feel like you're overlooking the whole thing from a few steps away from being boring. Seems like you're being nice to everyone, and you don't have to forgive anyone for that.”

Perhaps, rather than, it is certainly a millennial anticipation.

He behaves like a good boy who gets along nicely with everyone, but he doesn't put a very small number inside that mask.

There is a verse that avoids showing the vegetarian self because midday is about to be a good boy.

Though he clouded his expression a little because he was most aware of it, Chitose grinned and extended his arm at midday when he was next door.

”You look so cute in these private places, you know this one's vegan, right? I like it better this way.”

Eh, I laughed and stuck around at midday for a thousand years, and at midday I let my gaze swim as confused for a moment, but modestly touching the thousand if I didn't like it.

”Mahiro, I think you could be more honest. See, you're sweet about Zhou and Mahiru, right? That's so sweet for someone who put it in her nostrils, so if it's sweet, it's a chicken, right?

”I won't!

”Huh?”

”... nothing Chitoshi would expect.”

Pu, and at midday when he turned that way, a thousand years old smiled and said, ”Oh?” I gave it back and saw this one for some reason.

There's nothing we can do about it here if they see it. You can't spoil midday unless midday is not counting on you and you're weak. He wants to stand on his own feet, so you should respect that will.

Just in case... I want you to spoil me, if you say anything... it's not even a bluff.

I have no hesitation. If you wanted me to show you what I hold alone and support you, I'm confident I'll try to support that little back, as a matter of course.

That's all I'm putting in, what an embarrassment to notice again, but I don't put it on the table and watch the touch of a thousand years old and midday.

”Hey, it's eye care that pretty girls get along with each other.”

”Say it.”

Leaving the perverse remarks of the tree through, I saw the two of them looking friendly, and was glad to see a same-sex friend appearing at midday who was likely to be shown proper vegetables, a small relief.

The stay at the age of a thousand was naturally held at the midday house.

I thought I'd like to stay with the tree. ”I'm always staying with you, so I'm good with Mahiru,” and after dinner I gladly headed to the midday house.

I knew the two of them were very close and often staying in a thousand-year-old house, so it's nothing strange to say... somehow, the fact that we make the stay better subtly embarrasses me.

A tree whispered around like that, ”What are you imagining? Stick around,” so I stepped on my foot for now. It is mercy that I did not step on my pinky.

”You, why don't you stop stepping in the light?

”I'm sorry for pushing you.”