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On the third day back home, midday was totally tame to my house.

”Oh, Midday, you're not good.”

Three people wearing aprons in the kitchen make some sweets for friendliness. Zhou hasn't even been invited on top of the out-of-war force, so I had to take a far-sighted look at them alone in the living room.

Shibako and Shudo are at midday because they come from far away from the corner. Midday seemed to take precedence over my son, and that was already a pleasure to spend time with.

I don't know what it's like to adore the girlfriend of a cute, honest, good boy, but the son at heart is left alone.

I don't want to be bothered even though I don't have anything to do with it, but what a complicated mood it has to be when I'm left so far behind.

Of course I am glad that Shibako and Shudo talk to me at midday and make me look adored and happy.

If midday, which has a longing for a close family, is how you can taste your family while simulating it, you could have been somewhat scorned.

The only trouble is that Zhou spends less time at midday than his parents do at midday.

(Nothing, I hope I'll stay with you when I get home.)

I know when I get home now I'll be able to occupy it almost again in midday and alone time, but that was still complicated by it.

In the meantime, I'm obsessed with talking to both of you at midday, and my parents are busy getting to work at midday, so I'm leaving the living room and going back to my room so I can get away from the uncomfortable.

Wallace in front of the folding desk and opened the reference I had brought.

I have nothing to do, and I'm taking the majority of the entertainment I had in my room to my current home, so this is the only thing I can do to kill time. Either way, I have refrained from testing at the start of summer vacation, so I need to study to keep my rank, and it wasn't bitter because I originally liked it.

Quietly kill your time while encouraging you to study like a very student.

It would be a new reference book, but it would be thanks to everyday efforts to solve it easily. I see the achievement because the effort is not lacking to be worthy next to midday as my parents are telling me.

The kitchen must be busy, and I go round in red, thinking blurry when matching answers. Though there was a careless smith, I was almost relieved to be guiding the right answer, but I felt uncomfortable that it should no longer be a quiet space.

(Originally it was normal to spend time alone, but I wonder how long it's been missing without someone next door)

Definitely because of midday.

Since it had become commonplace to be alone at midday, I was starting to feel insufficient to be alone.

Sigh small as you twirl the pen with red ink stuck in the comfort.

When I whined to mourn what was supposed to be a joy and tried to change the pen to a sharpen, I heard a hard noise about three times from the door.

”Zhou-kun”

What I hear after the knocking is a modest midday voice.

I thought you were cooking in the kitchen, but if you glanced at the clock, it seemed like two hours later, so the dish was done.

”What's up?”

”No, well, he was gone at some point...”

”I was just studying. I was free.”

I didn't think it had been two hours, but I guess that's all I could concentrate on. No, I was about to, in a way, but I was consciously studying to kick him out of my head, which is correct.

”... Really? Um, can I come into the room?

”Fine, but you don't have to talk to your mothers.”

”… now, I want to talk to Zhou-kun”

Maybe he cares. Otherwise I wouldn't bother to visit the surrounding rooms.

Reflecting that you're still immature, there's no reason to push you back. ”Go ahead,” I'll open the door for you.

Beyond the open door, there was a midday with a tray peeking at this one as if it were a snack.

Apparently, I made it earlier. It has a shoe cream and a cafe ole for two.

”I will grandpa...”

I'm reluctant to go in, so subtly awkward even over here.

I hurried to get rid of the reference books and writing equipment while pulling the cushion out for midday and putting it away, I received the tray from midday and placed it on the folding desk.

The beautifully inflated shoe cream is stunning and looks good enough to be placed in a cake shop. It's midday, so the taste will be delicious.

”It was made earlier. It's not very cold...”

”Thank you.”