163 163 Confidence (1/2)

”Mahiro, you're in a good mood.”

At midday when Zhou wore the hairpin earned, he seemed in a very good mood.

As much as Thousand Years has to point out, she's flowering.

It's horrible because it's not just flowers, it's even flying around to a sweet grin, and if it sucks, it's going to fly to an arrow and shoot to the heart of a different bunch of men.

The smile is demonic, even though it is the angel himself who captivates the men around him.

The boulder tree also seemed to be in a good mood at midday so far, showing a glimmer of light.

I can't even suppress the highs in my chest around what should be somewhat resistant.

”Hey Zhou, we need to stop this”

”I think that. Pretty, but the victim's gonna be in trouble.”

I have trouble being harmed by mistake at midday of something, so at midday, when I am happily loosening my cheeks, Zhou pulls a lightly gripped hand and puts a face to my midday ear.

”Midday. Glad you're happy, but not if you show people your face like that. The bad guys are going to take me away... and”

”And?”

”... I don't like that kind of pretty face if you don't show it to me when you and I are together. I want it to be mine alone.”

So I don't like to show it, if I whispered in a voice that sounded only at midday, I could do a midday blushing with momentum that seemed to make a pounding noise.

He looks honest, healthy and cute shaking his head hard and vertically, but the hairpin he put on earlier is slipping away.

When I gently fixed the pin position while stopping midday and then stroked my cheek, this time at midday it hardened and then gently placed my forehead on the two arms of the circumference and hid my face.

Maybe it lit up, and it reacts properly when I stroke the midday hand I held with my finger belly, so it doesn't seem to have completely overpowered either.

”I'm glad the two of them stopped being attractive, but now they're poisoning my eyes.”

”Midday is so cute, I can't help it”

”No, I think you're wrong about this one, and you have a cause for it... as much as I'd like to show the girl who rated Zhou Root Dark right now”

”What's all of a sudden?”

”Mahiro is also weak in his awakened surroundings. Hey, he's so destructive.”

What is awakening? When I glanced at the middle of the day, I was caught up in an up-and-coming manner.

”... Zhou-kun, I will return the dialogue just like that to Zhou-kun”

”Ooh?

”Absolutely.”

I was pushed pretty cautiously, so I nodded, and the midday, which seemed a little relieved, swoops around with my forehead and pushes my arms.

I liked the way you touched me, and when I let you like it, I could see a thousand years old laughing all the time.

”Mahiro limited edition natural sauce is the same.”

”What if... you know what?”

”Well, I'm not going to stop because it doesn't seem like Mahiro is going to be full. I'm hungrier than that, so why don't you go buy that squid roast over there? Because it's sweet, I want to eat something soggy.”

”You haven't eaten anything sweet yet...”

”It's not that way - this is it. Well, let's go, for the sake of the surroundings.”

Even for the sake of the surroundings, when they say and turn a blind eye to the surroundings, they gaze at those who blush.

I guess both men and women were put to the shame and cuteness of midday. I got a plain jealous look from a man, so it must be.

Zhou caught his midday hand on a thousand-year-old proposal and walked out toward the squid grill stall, regretting plainly that he was not going to let midday light up where there were many people.

”Mm-hmm. Festive rice tastes different after all. It's an atmospheric effect.”

Thousands of years old, who were eating roasted noodles and fried chicken even before this but were likely to be able to afford it, had a truly satisfying look.

I'm standing and eating in the lounge space that was set aside a little off the boulevard where the store opened, but I can still feel my gaze here.

(Well, midday and a thousand years old, they're different types, but they're beautiful girls.)

A thousand years old with a beautiful girl's midday that embodies clarity and pity and an active and loving boyish, each with a different vector but must be a beautiful girl.

Naturally attracts attention.

That, too, is what a man's gaze would nail if the two adorable people were in friendly contact with each other, as he is now feeding Ahem at midday when Thousand Years seemed to be looking intrigued at squid baking.

I guess it's extra picturesque because at midday I smile fluffily whether it was delicious or not, I can see a man spilling a loud sigh.

”That's cute.”

”She's cute, but she left us behind.”

”What the fuck?”

”That's not what grills do when women get along with each other.”

”Ha, then watch it. I think that would be very nice.”

It's exceptional how a beautiful girl can play, it's a tree with a slightly perverse smelly word, but I don't even know what it feels like.