154 154 Color seen for a moment (1/2)

When I got home, the next day, the first thing I did was clean.

I didn't because I was tired the day I got home to the boulder, but if I had vacated the house for two weeks, the room would also be dusty. It's a small one, but I just want to keep it as clean as possible to spend midday at home with you.

That's why Zhou was cleaning at midday using the cleaning technique. By the way, he cleans his home at midday, so he is alone in Zhou.

Although I am not good at cleaning at midday, I have no problem maintaining it. It's midday. 'If you clean it properly, it won't take a lot of effort. It takes away unnecessarily hard work and time because we're behind you. ”

As taught at midday, I kept it clean simply by doing regular light cleaning.

Again, it didn't take long to clean it because the dust is just somewhat down on the furniture.

I wiped the furniture a little dust, vacuumed it, and then I finished wiping the windows, and Zhou looked up at the clock.

The time is already after fifteen o'clock.

The supermarket sales we always go through often start at sixteen, so it's time to head there.

(Though I think so, I've been dyeing it)

The only reason we're going to the supermarket is because we emptied the fridge before we went home, so we don't have the ingredients for dinner today. I did it with a couple ramen or cold meals in the morning and noon, but not for dinner.

The shopper is circumferential, but the material cost is half fold. The idea of making it as cheap as possible isn't strange... but it would be somewhat stained for high school boys to care about the cost of food.

I laughed at my changes all the time myself, and for now I went to my room to get dressed to change my light and dirty clothes.

”... hmm?

As I walked to the supermarket, thinking, I saw a lightly colored hair with a familiar pigment.

I look back, but naturally I can only see behind me. If it's not even midday hair length, it's different because of gender in the first place. The thinness of that color, natural rather than dyed, is unusual.

Sometimes it's unusual, but when I went into the supermarket where I arrived and threw the ingredients for dinner of the day into the basket, I heard a familiar voice from behind.

”It's rare to see you here.”

”Nine.”

A young man who became close in a horseback riding battle through the side of the gate raises a basket on his arm just like Zhou.

By the way, what's in the basket is sweets and juices, so he was shopping more like a boy high school student.

”Fujimiya is this way?

”Oops. I thought Kyoue wasn't coming this way...”

”I just came to buy it out because I'm staying at a friend's house. Fujimiya is... rice?