165 165 Angels and Thousands of Years of Trouble (1/2)

”Nice Matcha Pudding”

If I had eaten the shaved ice, I would have apparently listened to this one while discussing it amicably with the tree, and a thousand years old approached me with envy.

”Are you done with the tree?”

”Of course. Damn, you're going to be rude.”

Zhou and Midday probably laughed all together at the thousand-year-old with his thumbs up and pointed his gaze at where the tree was until earlier... there was no one there.

”And the tree, by the way?

”I went shopping for shaved ice and chocolate bananas”

”More...”

”Apologize.”

I have no pity for the thousand-year-old who pointed at me, even though I think my tree purse is going to get cold, because he is bad in person.

It's a tree that has stepped on mines a few times but doesn't learn, but it's probably like some kind of skinship or communication for them. It's not much of a compliment because it's pissing me off.

Is the obstinacy prolonged this time, still pointing my lips?

”I don't even like this one and it's small. Get out of the way, man. You better be like Mahiro.”

”Well, that's the way they say it...”

At midday, when you hold your chest down gently, there is also a lot of excitement compared to a thousand years old. I thought there was definitely more than average, but if I cared too much, I would be shy of midday, so I didn't see much.

”I'm not jealous of anything, but I think I'm jealous. Mahiro has a lot I don't have. Beautiful, stylish, studying, exercising, chores, sophisticated... I really think it's a man's ideal.”

”That's not true.”

”A Yikes. Absolutely Dai-hui will tell you that if you see Mahiro, you should choose this kind of woman.”

In a millennium laughing slightly shriveled, I somehow guessed why she visited Zhou and under midday alone today.

”Did Dae-Fai say anything to you?