196 196 Measurements and confidential stories between men (2/2)

”Hey Tree, which side are you on?”

”I'm always on your side.”

”I don't trust you...!

Because of the words of the tree, Zhou makes his cheeks squeeze with grandeur as the man on this scene began to send a gaze that seemed to smile with a raw and warm grin on his eyes that seemed pathetic or vice versa.

”Nothing, I'm not pure and I'd love to if I could, but I'm just refraining from thinking about the midday future or something...”

”Oh, my God.”

”Hey, you're not sniffing around.... Hey, you guys, don't look.”

If I felt very uncomfortable and bit him, I would have even more pity and smiling gaze, and Zhou was unconvinced and threw a cloth measure at the face of the culprit tree for now.

”... Um, Zhou-kun. For some reason, all the boys see it with a very warm look, don't you know why?

”I don't.”

The girls also rendezvous after the measurements, but it is only when they are concerned about getting a strange gaze from the boys that they talk to me.

On the contrary, Zhou receives a raw warm gaze from the girls, so I want to return the midday dialogue exactly as it is.

”I'm getting a weird glance from a girl at me... did I say anything in the middle of the day”

”Yes, no, nothing to discredit Zhou-kun.”

”You said anything but to discredit me.”

”Huh, don't worry about what you normally talk about with Zhou Kun and how you spend your time”

”... Specifically?

”... Zhou Kun is a gentleman and lovely.”

”That way too!

”You too?

”No, it's nothing”

Since there is no reason to say that you are disgusted if you are not manly, I give it back in a calm voice while I panic inside, and I rub my head off at midday with a decent face.

”... let's stop snooping around, this one's embarrassed”

”Right. As far as I'm concerned... it helps because you can tell me a lot.”

”Hey, I can't help but be anxious about what's blowing in.”

I'm afraid other girls are going to teach me weird things, even though I've been planted with quite a few unnecessary knowledge for thousands of years. Thousands of years old, I know, have saved me some, but I just want to see what they blew in if I can.

When I left, I asked him if he would listen closely, and I slipped my hand, which was stroking my hair, onto my cheek. I gently pressed my cheek, and from midday, a voice flew that seemed to tease me to blame it was ”terrible”.

”... there's nothing wrong with Zhou Kun.”

”I'm having trouble looking at women in a progressive fashion.”

”Well, that's... that's a terrible thing.”

”I feel like I can't help it”

”Hey you two, it's okay to snooze, but stop showing off because it's time to get on the agenda”

A tree of executive committee members looking around as they stood in front of the lecture deck clasped their shoulders.

I didn't mean to be snuggly, but at this rate, it seems useless to say anything.

”Well, let's leave those two aside and decide on a coffee shop food and beverage menu. I guess I should have made up my mind first, but I have to book my costume early. Oh, the person in charge of borrowing the costume will contact me to calculate the size of the clothes and how many clothes I need at the measuring source I just measured. Boys' is this way. Don't abuse information.”

The tree, which is good at partitioning things, gives instructions and gives the results of the earlier measurements to a woman who was motivated for some reason when she borrowed the costume.

Probably the waiter by the gate is the main figure, he grinned bitterly.

”Nama things are not allowed for now. There are limited dates and times when you can rent a cooking room, and from a sunshine and hygiene point of view, the basic offerings will be baked sweets and drinks, but there's no objection there, right?

”Yes.”

”Chi, don't mix foreign objects.”

”Rude.”

Thousands of years old have a Valentine's record, but they won't do that to boulders because it's only a story between themselves.

”Well, it's a drink, but it's a coffee shop, so I guess coffee, tea and juice would be fine. If there's anything else you can do with food and drink, give it away. I can only suggest the obvious.”

”Yes, sir. What about ice cream? I want to cream soda!

”It's a good idea, but what are we going to do about it? If it's an assumption to serve and carry commercially available products from the cooking room, Ali, but I suppose I need to talk to the student council there because I compress the freezer. I'll write it down as a candidate for now, and I'll submit it to the student council later.”

”What about snacks?

”I've taken that into account, but I don't really recommend it considering the hassle of making it and the time the maker is restrained. It's a lot different from what you're offering to make. Hot dogs and other hot sandwiches seem to be the ones that can be well heated and made even when I say snacks. Especially since the other classes are going to do the hot dogs. The boulders are going to stare at you for taking your share. And then if you reach too far, you won't be able to pick it up, and you won't be profitable, so unless you have strong hopes, you're dismissed.”

”Well, then there's no choice.”

”You're reliable,” she chuckled, feeling smug that the tree was really good for directing and thought the same thing at noon.

”I wonder if the candidate is good enough for now. It feels like I'm going to put this together and submit it to the Student Council for confirmation. So, I'm securing that drink... I'll negotiate with someone I know who wholesales coffee beans. I was wondering if it could be cheaper instead of advertising. It's a corner, so I hope we can talk about flavor.”

”Hiu, reliable”

”Don't fall in love, man is no thanksgiving”

It is a great part of the tree because it slaps lightly but does what it does.

I sighed softly, admiring the brightness and extraction, which I could not imitate, thinking of a determined offering one by one.

(Last year, I only decorated the haunted mansion.)

On the other hand, I find it troublesome to be the feather of being made to serve customers for some reason this year, and I also learn the emotional depth of my participation in student-like events.

I thought cultural festivals were a waste of time and effort as a circumference with a shady nature... but I thought it wasn't bad to have midday on my side and make memories.

”What's wrong?

”No, we have to work hard on the cultural festival.”

”Hehe, right. I'm looking forward to serving Zhou-kun.”

”It's just bad love.”

Midday smiled joyfully if I returned greedy to the teasing words.