195 195 Cute Selfish (2/2)

”... Zhou-kun cares about me and hates me?

”There's that too, and... simply didn't want me to show the others”

”Are you kidding me?

”Yakichi, or the monopoly craving?... Really, I didn't like it”

I know it's very unpopular selfishness, so I subtly embarrass myself on my emotional discharge, and I turn my face toward my midday tummy.

In the middle of the day I let go of my little laughing exhale around like that and gently combed my hair with my fingers so that I could forgive her, so that I could soften.

”Well, I don't like it either and want to wear my service clothes in public, but it's a decision, so hey.”

”... n”

”But you promised me first.”

”... of what?

”Zhou-kun should be the first one to show it.”

If I accidentally turned my face back and looked up at midday, a seeping scuff of prank-like appearance was floating.

”Zhou Kun is the first person to look at me, and... there may be many customers (your husband) to welcome me, but sir, is there only one person?”

At the end of the day it was an interrupted and hesitant thing to be ashamed of, but at midday when I did say it, the cheeks of the perimeter also have nature and heat.

Still, if I stared at her without distracting from her gaze, I was finally pushed in the face with a cushion that was on my side that was no longer bearable.

Gentle enough to be able to breathe, it is often conveyed that there was, but I want to close my sight. At midday like that, Zhou did not disappear even if he swirled in the back of his chest, but something else… I had a new feeling that it was close to being called a rustle.

I guess what comes out of it is love.

”... then I will endure”

”... Yes”

As usual, it was midday when I didn't try to cover my face with a cushion to show it, but I could imagine the look on my face, so Zhou smiled small and turned to his side, burying his face in his midday tummy.