139 139 Albums (1/2)

Whether he was tired of traveling, tired of what his parents said and did, when he woke up, it wasn't much of a time to say morning. If you're going to be specific, it'll be noon in an hour.

I get up and pick up the towel kettle I was dropping on the floor at some point and fold it up, cum, and drop one big yawn.

(... you hadn't planned today yet)

There was something about the four of us wanting to go out in the hope of midday, but I hadn't told my parents that yet, and I was going to stay home for a few days to rest my body when I got home.

So I don't have a problem waking up near noon, but I also feel that it's too full even though it's summer vacation.

When I get up and change slowly with the sleigh of, get in shape and reach the living room, it's natural, but I'm already around the table at midday with Shudo and Shibako.

I was peeking into something like a big book, and midday was making my eyes slightly glitter.

”Morning. What are you looking at?”

”Ah, good morning”

I finished my morning greeting with a look that didn't even see any shards of drowsiness, and at midday I drop my gaze on it again.

I dropped my gaze the same way Zhou did what it was, then I held my face down with my palms.

”... well, come on, why are you watching the album without me...”

Look at the picture of some familiar kid muddy, groaning.

My parents are the type to take souvenir photos and cherish memories, so it's not strange to have an album in itself. The problem is that we're showing it at midday.

The wide open album shows what I looked like at a young age. Compared to now, it's cute. Unusually, there was something dodgy about me in the photo.

I stare at Shibako, who was showing off in an atmosphere such as soothing while wanting to tongue her muddy, half-baked self.

”What, you wanted to see a cute picture of yourself? I wish you'd have told me sooner.”

I said, ”No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

”... couldn't you see?

”No, but here's the thing, you're embarrassed”

”She's cute.”

”Cute to a man isn't a compliment.”

If it's cool or something, it's still cute is definitely not a compliment.

I'm not happy, even though I know the craziness of a child means adorable.

When I turned to Pupu, there was a clear sign of laughter for the three of us.

”Oh, that's good. Midday's crazy about you, huh?

'Cause that means you're definitely smiling.'

”Yes, there's Zhou Kun now, so”

”Mr. Vertebra really likes Zhou. As a parent, I'm glad to have such a solid child on my side.”

Midday was shrinking with his eyes down in the corner of his sight at Shudo's words.

You're probably praised and shy, but this one with all the pictures of you doing citation dodgy exposing black history while you don't know it is more shameful up there.

The laughter of the two parents is directed around the area where they sit on the couch somewhat to indicate that they are unhappy.