109 109 Angels Borrowings (2/2)

Though nothing stands out at a time when they are talking at midday in the middle of the ground.

Beyond the goal line, the judge's millennium is watching over this one with a slight appearance.

(Remember him later)

Since the letter in question is a thousand years old in the first place, there will be some topics she aimed at to some extent. I don't know what the middle of the day pulled, but I must have gotten a topic that I couldn't give way to for the middle of the day because I was going out of my way to specify the perimeter.

”Uh.... by the way, what do you owe me?

”It's a secret.”

He said if he scored a goal, he could read it out, but he didn't try to mouth the subject at midday.

So sigh and head to the goal.

”I owe you one, too, so I'm gonna score a goal.”

”... Fujimiya is the one who owes you money”

”Secrets”

Returning a similar answer to midday, he laughed small.

”Right, it's been fun since you scored the goal”

Whispering, I took Zhou's hand at midday.

Don't mind the perimeter squirming, touch the perimeter at midday and head to the goal.

As for Zhou, she had a subtle stomach ache, but when she looked at the midday when she seemed in a good mood, she wondered if she could help herself, so she realized it was a weak flavor she fell in love with.

When I ran through the subtly awesome ground for Zhou to reach the goal line, I was greeted by a thousand years that seemed really upbeat.

Though I accidentally pounded my tongue, I don't even seem to have noticed it.

”Whoa, is this a go-roo for two? I think he was a runner in a borrowing race on both sides.”

”Thousand years old, you son of a bitch. We owed each other money.”

”Ha-ha. Well, then I'll check your subject, but which one is it from?

”Mr. Fujimiya, please.”

I was surprised at the designation of midday, but I just said that a thousand years old got it, and I indicated the paper around me with my fingers. Show me, I guess.

It wasn't even something to hide, so I show her the topic lightly.

Thousands of years of age looked subtly disappointed in the contents of the topic.

I don't know what you were expecting, but I guess it wasn't what you wanted.

Still, I regain my mind and pull Mike over to my mouth with a glowing look.

”We're checking your issue right now. The subject of the first pair of red clothes is…” People who think they're beautiful. ”

The crowd has some soothing air on the read-out topic.

It would be a really hard choice. There are no beauties in school beyond midday as long as Zhou knows, and midday is still the cutest thing for Zhou.

With the exception of Zhou's personal opinions, it's not strange to bring midday.

Hostility was flying around in the middle of the day when the two of us scored a goal, but the content of the topic seems somewhat soothing.

The problem would be on the midday side of the story.

Zhou doesn't know what it says, but I don't feel that it's a peaceful student living around designating Zhou deliberately.

Chitose receives a piece of paper with a title written at midday, blinks his eyes properly, and then peeks at midday.

Zhou didn't see what it said, but from his thousand-year-old expression, he said, ”You can tell me, right?” I saw colors like that.

(What the hell did you bring me here for?)

A thousand-year-old reaction makes me less and less understand.

A gentle smile lingers at midday. In other words, it is a statement of intent that it is not a problem to read it as it is.

Chitose confirms it and returns to his usual grin.

”Uh, followed by the identical arrival, but confirmation of the issue of one white pair. The title of the white group is…” A loved one. ”

The moment a thousand-year-old voice sounds on the ground, a bluff arises from the student's waiting area.

If you look reflexively at the midday one - she let her gaze here and arc on her thin red lips.

It seemed both to the laughter of the child as if he had succeeded in the prank and to the scuffle containing the lighting.

I'm pretty sure Zhou was looking at this one to see how Zhou reacted when he found out about this topic.

(Little devil...)

A thoughtful midday would be as easy as anticipating how your surroundings will react when the topic becomes public.

Still, I chose Zhou as my borrower at midday. To make a difference in the relationship.

From now on, I can't stay halfway.

Instead of a beautiful grin that was always shown at school, Zhou blurred and scratched his hair with his palms, ”Absolutely later you'll be questioned around” to the vegan smile he showed around him.