100 Things I Don’t Know About My Senior

Mahan]: Um...

Maha-run: It's raining.

Keita Inguchi: Yeah.

Keita Inguchi: It's raining.

Sunday. It's so cold.

Just like yesterday, at exactly 8: 30 a.m., I got a LINE message.

It's raining. Riding a bike in this weather would be about the protagonist of Pokémon.

Maha-run: What shall we do?

Keita Inguchi: What should I do...

Maha-run: No, look, I need to see you.

Maha-run ": Norma.

Keita Inguchi: What kind of a norm is that...

Maha-run: It's the norm to meet Sempa six times a week.

When was it enacted?

Keita Inguchi: Then

Keita Inguchi: I'll do it after school, give it back for the weekend.

Maha-run: "6 days a week".

Keita Inguchi: Oh no.

Even though relaxation was my creed over the weekend. It's going to be cold, and it's a season that makes me want to relax more and more.

If it was enough to sacrifice my weekend like that, I'd give it to you once or twice after school. That's what I was suggesting, but they turned me down.

Maha-run: So, what do we do?

Maha-run ': Senpai, do you want to go somewhere?

Hmm.

Speaking of which, did a new movie about the Holy Grail War start showing?

But more than that.

Keita Inguchi: I don't want to go out

This emotion won. On a day like this, it's a good idea to wrap a blanket around your body, grab your iPad, and surf the net with Jon, and I don't want to do anything else.

Oh, speaking of which. It's supposed to arrive from Amazon, and there's been a new release. I want to read that too.

Maha-run: "Today's Question"

Maha-run ': Do you want to go somewhere?

Keita Inguchi: Inside the Futon of the House

Mahan]: By the way, are you full now?

Keita Inguchi: Well understood.

Keita Inguchi: On the bed.

Nevertheless, at this time of the holiday, it should be rarer not to be on the bed. I'm usually still asleep.

Maha-run ': hmmm

Maha-run: Okay.

Maha Run: Let's go out today without

Oh?

Unusual for juniors, good listening.

Well, I'd appreciate that. I can relax.

I decided to stay in bed and watch Twitter for now.

I said, I don't want to go out.

You don't even have to. In this weather, everyone is so upset.

And so. I thought today would be over without seeing you.

If you don't want to go outside, you just have to go to my house.

Last week, Senba asked, "How do you get to the station?" I heard. At that time, I was hung up, and I know the general location.

And then, well, if you go ahead and smudge it, you'll figure it out. All you have to do is find the "wellhead". It's probably a whole house.

Fashion All right, makeup all right, souvenirs all right.

So shall we go?

The range was surprisingly narrow and I immediately finished looking at the plaque. "Inoue" was also found safely. It's a fine home.

Well. The time is 9: 30. It won't be time to be rude. In the first place, it's rude when it comes to sudden pushing.

Visit Shinpa-no-ya's house. With tension contained, I pressed the intercom button of a house full of sequins.

Ping-Pawn, I heard an intercom called.

Wake up.

Zzz...

"Yes."

From the speaker, there is a woman's voice. Shinpaku, it's hard to get started. So, is it your mother?

"Excuse me all of a sudden. Me..."

Sempa, isn't it?

"I, Keita-kun's junior...... friend......"

What can we say about our relationship at a time like this?

I'll cough it up once, and I'll re-divide it.

"My name is Makoto Miyama, my friend from Keita-kun. I'm here to see you."

"Oh. Keita, I can't believe such a pretty girl is coming to see me even though she won't tell me"

"Uh, that point, I'm sorry. I didn't make a promise in advance."

"Oh? So you're saying you came to Keita in secret?

"Yes."

"Tell Keita... you don't have to"

"Heh? Um"

"That kid, he's still in his room, but now, I'm gonna let him say express delivery, so, Maharu, was it? Wait a minute."

"Oh, yes."

Yes?

I knew it, I thought it was a flow that would turn me down.

Apparently, I can interrupt a house full of shen.

"Keita? The courier. Okay, get out!

Ha. Danger. Danger. He was unconscious again. Wake up firmly to the voice from outside your mother's door this time.

Damn, my son is rough to use. I hope you took it... it's probably my stuff.

He even came to the front door, put on his sandals, held the shachihata he had on his side, rubbing his eyes, and opened the door.

"Good morning! Shen Pai" "

I closed the door. Close the key.

You must be tired. Because I sang full of karaoke yesterday. Let's go back to your room and get back to sleep. It's only morning.

"Hey! Sempa!!

From the other side, more and more doors are slammed.

"Open it, please"

I don't like it. And I shrugged. I don't know if I heard it across the door.

Turn your back on the front door and go back to your room.

"If you don't open it, I'll embarrass your parents."

"What do you think?"

I opened the door and had to respond.

The moment I opened it, the junior threw her white shoes into the gap in the door. Is this the "Foot in the Door" you hear rumors about?

"Eh, I'm here"

Weaving a white sweater, dark blue perfect denim pants and a grey chester coat from above, Junior smiled at me as she folded her umbrella.

"Keita, did you say hello properly?

"As much as I say hello, I don't have to be told"

I'm not in primary school.

"Oh. You were cuter over the camera, but the real thing is even cuter. Hi, I'm Keita's mother."

"Hello, Mother. Here, it's boring."

Junior advances in and gives the paper bag he had in his hand to his mother with her face out from behind me. It was a bag of gatofesta hallada.

"Oh, I wish. Thanks."

Am I through?

"Bye, Keita. I'm serving tea to Makoto in the living room, so clean up the room in the meantime."

"Oh, no problem. Even directly in a room full of nothing."

"This kid's room is full of books, so there's no place to sit, is there?

Hey, where did my will go? Why is this guy up there? Grandpa says he's taking off his shoes.

"Then you have no choice. Senpai, hurry up."

It's unreasonable...

Ha. I sighed. My gaze dropped and I realized I was still in my pajamas.

Seriously.

The books scattered on the floor were turned into mountains, pulled over to the corners, and gently sprinkled. I put out a small foldable shabu-shabu table standing against the wall and brought a seat futon. Well, here's the thing.

Will you just get dressed later? Properly, when I pulled out enough clothes to go out and got naked, the door of the room made a ragged noise.

"Senpai? Um, your mother said it would be time to clean up... sempa?

It was junior's, voice. I couldn't go back to my original clothes, or finish dressing, just at the right time to get rid of it.

She saw this one.

I got cold eyes when I did it.

"Are you an exposure freak? Do you want me to look at you that much? But you're not muscular at all."

"Ugh. Don't come in the middle of getting dressed."

If it was gender reverse, they'd be calling the cops by now.

"Because your mother..."

"You can knock..."

That's it, think about it. It's possible you haven't cleaned up yet.

After this, he asked me to leave once and I managed to get dressed.

If I were to represent the impression of a room full of shen in one way, it was a "book".

The walls of the room are bookshelved on two sides and still stacked on the floor with books that can't fit.

Take a sip of the tea you brought me on the basin and ask me all about it.

"So. What are you doing here?"

"I've come to see your face full of shen"

"I showed you, so go home"

"No, sir."

Wouldn't it be boring if I left right away?

"I shouldn't say I don't want to get out of the house."

"I didn't think this would happen either..."

When I hung up the words there, I grabbed the rusk.

"In the first place, it rains badly."

"Yeah, that's it. So I'm not bad."

"No, you're bad, too"

"I said I didn't want to get out of the house. It's bad. So we're all sorry."

"It's your fault"

"It's raining badly."

"... that's what I'm gonna do"

The rhetoric across from each other on the shabbub platform came to an end for now.

What would you say to me a month ago, a month from now, if I told you so much?

"So. What is it?

"Come on? By the way, isn't this room cold?

"I'm not heating, this room. I almost just go to bed."

Even though it warmed up with tea, the temperature is low.

"Lend me your blanket"

"Oh, no. This is mine."

"Isn't it big? Let's use it together."

I can't see ahead of you even if you're talking to me, so I'll take the blanket out of the bed full of sequins. Keep it up, put it under the shabu table, and it's a simple one done.

"Kota?"

"Here it is."

"Don't make me want Mikan"

"It's starting to come out this year, isn't it, Minkan?"

I haven't eaten this season yet.

An irregular conversation ensues.

"Senpai. By the way, do you know what this is all about?

For about an hour, would we have been having a nagging conversation? My junior asked me this all of a sudden.

"I don't."

Maybe, though there is like. This is so embarrassing, there's no way I can say it.

"Really?"

"Because I don't know." A Question of the Day ". That kind of thing, what do you say?

Junior said, kicking my foot lightly under the blanket, hands behind his back.

"Home date," he said.

Right. Something you've heard somewhere. Maybe pixiv.

"Objection!

Or Dout.

"Yes?"

"No, no, that's crazy. Dating was about men and women going out together. I'm not going out."

"Don't be reasonable."

"I'm not saying it's a date any more than a man hasn't gone out."

"Then what is it... a secret meeting or something? Of which, intimate meetings"

"You went in the wrong direction."

"Home visit or something."

"School, I guess"

"Assault, it's time for a good lunch"

"Is it that time already?"

Looking at the smartphone, sure, it was going around noon.

"I mean, why am I thinking? I think we should think more about Sempa than we disagree."

That's what I'm saying when I'm obliged to come up with an alternative.

"Hmm..." Deng Jia "or something"

"Yes?"

"In" Climbing Home, "Deng Jia. You see, our relationship is mainly on the way to school. So," Deng Jia ". How about this?"

I knew perfectly well that the slightly tilted neck angle was coming from the front as the understanding progressed.

"You have no taste"

"Let people think about it"

As lying as she truncated with Bassari, she smiled and added:

"But I like it. Fine, let's call it 'Deng Jia'. Events like this."

Uh, maybe.

"Are you gonna do it again?

"Isn't that obvious? Because of that. If you want to come to my house, you can come, right?

After this, she had lunch at our house and went home much liked by her mother.