132 132 Familiar person (1/2)

Turning to my voice, I could see my face as expected.

A beautiful, boyish girl with a slightly lighter looking type. Both are faces that are often worshipped in schools.

”Why the tree?”

”No, I'm not stalking you. Seriously, it happens. 'Cause I didn't put that much wild horse guts in the boulder.”

I'm seriously waving and denying it, so I've probably really followed it, which doesn't mean.

In the first place, if you had followed me, you would have gone to help where midday was numbered for both of you personally. I guess I found this one after rendezvous with midday in time.

Even from the look of a thousand years old, I can tell it wasn't on purpose.

”No, I heard you were going to the pool this week, but you didn't expect the boulder to match the citation bowl you wore on the day in such a wide place. I'm sorry to interrupt your only love affair.”

”... you know”

I don't intend to complain about the bowl matching because it is a coincidence, but at the end of the day, the laughter and words flew slightly, so I take a good look.

Even so, since I am a thousand years old swimsuit, it is rude to look at my torso, so I will look at my face and stare at it.

Thousands of years old in orange seperate type swimsuits twist their bodies ”yay-yay-yay” when they notice the perimeter gaze again.

I know I'm not looking at my body from my gaze, but I'm kidding. I send a big sigh to the thousand years old, and when I complain to the tree with my eyes, ”Do something about this guy,” he says, ”It's summer, so I'm extra fine.” He seemed unwilling to stop.

At all, when I look at midday in awe, I'm opening the front that I was closing to hide from the numb men. It was still hot to zip up to the neck in the middle of the summer, though rushguard.

Thousands of years flash at midday when the zipper is down to the chest to send a little air.

”Hmm? Mahiru?”

”Yes?”

”... that, mahiro, did you make that bathing suit?

”That swimsuit?

”Yeah, 'cause there's another black string muggle”

The thousand-year-old voice crept along the way, probably because midday blocked his thousand-year-old licence with his palm.

At midday, when I am reaching out to a thousand years old with my hips gently floating, it solidifies perfectly once I feel the gaze of the circumference.

”... it's nothing”

At midday when I said that and shook my head, my cheeks were red.

”There was another one.”

”Do, ah, that's, uh... embarrassing to wear in public, and”

”It's going to spill. It's cute to wear it alone with Zhou.”

”Chitoshi has to shut up.”

”Huh.”

Thousands of years old with their mouths blocked at midday again, but they don't look bad.

I'm also surprised at midday when I bought enough swimsuits to say I'm ashamed to wear them in public, but if you two were saying anything about wearing them alone, the heart around you is going to burst into daring.

”... so remarkable?

”Extraordinary, or because the style of Mahiro is good, the cloth area looks narrow.”