100 Things I Don’t Know About My Senior

12 hours before going back. At 10: 00 last night, LINE arrived.

Mahalun ": Good evening

Maha-run: Senpai, you're here tomorrow, right?

Maha-run: Let's go play

At 10: 00 in the morning, I was told to meet at the next station. I didn't ask you anymore because you wouldn't tell me where you were going anyway.

Don't keep me active on holiday mornings. Seriously.

And now.

My junior was already there when I left the ticket at the next station, pushing and killing the drowsiness that still subtly remained. The simple knit looks warm. The umbrella in your hand is a different white and black border, fashionable.

I only have one umbrella. Well, no.

"Yo."

"Did I make you wait? I'm not going to tell you," or, "Sorry to keep you waiting." It's a bad idea to set meeting times on holiday mornings. I'm not late.

"I waited."

If I thought so, I'd say this from myself. As always, she's a snug woman.

"I'm waiting for a futon, too. I want to go home and go back to sleep."

"No, you can't."

"At least about a blanket"

"That's all right, but I like it when you're here."

Hey, you don't say you like it lightly. You surprise me. You're losing your heart.

And, well, after a light exchange similar to the usual, the junior started walking. What about this, petite mystery tour? As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to get ready to know where I'm going.

I walked about 5 minutes and got to Karaoke Ya, which is opening at 10, so it shouldn't be crowded yet.

"Karaoke?"

"Yes, it's karaoke"

"Um, an empty orchestra?

"That's what you meant."

I didn't know.

"Me, last week too."

"Karaoke's here, isn't he? Together."

I know.

"Then why?"

"Because I want to go, too, right?

"Um... yes"

My reasons are not for this, but you seem to have convinced me for some reason.

"Sempa, do you prefer DAM or JOY?

They asked me about my preferences at the reception, so I'll ask her all about it.

"DAM, right?"

"Well, please DAM"

I received a room number plate and a glass of drinks bar.

I came here last week. Karaoke.

I've never been to karaoke at such short intervals.

Enter the room, I notice.

In the Chamber, you're alone with this guy - did you have my room? Well, that means the Chamber outside. Karaoke, isn't that the Chamber of Secrets? It won't lock. What do you think?

But when it's dim, a little small, and I'm sitting side by side in a room like that (I had to sit side by side when I put my stuff down), I really, really care about her next door.

The distance from each other is about a fist. This is the distance between me and my junior.

"Senpai? What's the matter, shut up."

"Hmm? Oh, no, nothing"

Don't think in front of him. Something stinks.

"You can't do weird things because you're two cute juniors, right?

"Yes, sir."

Ah, hey! Conditional reflexes almost told me she was cute!

I bit my tongue and forced myself to stop.

"Chi."

"Hey, you just tongued me, didn't you?

"You didn't, did you?

"No, you absolutely did."

"I'm not going to do that."

"Ha... Enough"

It's narrow, so I can hear your junior voice closer than usual.

"By the way, Sempa. Would you like to compete?"

"Competition?"

Decorate it for Children's Day...... it's a pupa.

"The scoring function, which is also 'Precision Scoring DX (Deluxe)', is a battle to see which one can score higher by the time you get home"

"That's simple."

"If you put that on the table, it's hard for you, isn't it? Oh, look."

"Indeed."

"The winner decides to get the right to make him listen to anything he says, just one thing, that feels like 'one question a day'"

"Suddenly you brought something amazing, didn't you?

"Of course, to the best of common sense, but"

"Common sense" is a convenient word.

"Are you sure?"

"Except why we were supposed to fight"

'Cause I wanted to compete with you.'

"I see! So you don't take my intentions into account!

"At the time you're here, I believe you're passively in favor."

When they say that, I can't say anything back.

Looking sideways at me, my junior laughs happily.

"It's a decision. So... which way do you want me to go in?

Forward strike is important. The point taken by the person who sang earlier will be the first criterion for the future.

Though I have a lot of backhand, I'm not sure about the song. If possible, I want to sing first and score quite a few points first.

"It's important to get ahead. Let's be fair."

"Well, you're not. Let's go in from the winner."

I was waiting for those words!!

"Okay."

The agreement was formed.

I listen, winning in my heart, without putting it on my face.

"It's" A Question of the Day, Junior. "

There's a must-have when it comes to playing games between me and my juniors.

"Junior, which hand do you get?

That's right.

"A Question of the Day". Absolutely, you just have to ask which hand you're going to get with the questions you have to answer honestly. Whatever the answer is now, if you get a hand that can beat it, you will always win. It's the promised fist of victory.

Wow...

Sempa, how serious are you, Jahn? Is it so good to go ahead?

But I'm too aware of the timing of the questions, and I've forgotten what's important.

Here is my answer:

"Uh, right hand, though."

Which hand, you've only been asked, right? I'm right-handed, so I'm more or less right-handed.

I know what you're trying to do. I'm not cute enough to see a way out and give you a ride on it.

"You..."

Ah. I held my head full of shen, and I stuck it at a small table.

Who did you do this to? Me, right?

So shall we take the chase?

"Bye, Sempa. It's a question of the day from me."

I should have asked you this, hey.

"Senpai, which of these afterwards Yankee, Goo, Choki, and Par do you get?

"I will goo out...... I will resist...... with my fist"

"Okay."

Now, if you'll excuse me.

"Jahn..."

Thus did I gain the right to put the song in first, safely.

At first...... right. It feels exciting, let's make it this.

Junior's song was so good.

Really, it's so uncomfortable singing with Nico or something.

Voices are free-flowing, they don't take the pitch off, they're emotional. The score didn't grow that far because it was still pitch main when it came to machine grading, but it still exceeded 90 points.

"That's good."

"It's good, right?

"Yes, yes, it's good, it's good"

No, honestly, that's awesome.

Or wouldn't you fight like that if you weren't sure?

Mm-hmm. I don't think I can get 90 points out of the first song. What should I do?

In the meantime, I guess the right Anison.

Thus, a few rounds passed.

The highest point so far is the first song my junior sang. Ever since then, she has only put upbeat songs in. Do you like being healthy?

I mean, singing the right song doesn't get you past your junior score. Is this the only way to pull out the heirloom's sword?

Operate the remote control. On the screen, the title of the next song comes up.

Playing time, about 1 minute. The title is' The Sea '. Yes. It's a nursery rhyme.

Everyone knows, nursery rhymes. Singing in a regular karaoke would buy a great deal, but, well, it would be forgiven today.

Besides, nursery rhymes are made on the assumption that children sing. I mean, it's an easy melody line to sing.

Now, look.

I got 92 points. I skipped your junior score beautifully.

Now, if she doesn't grow her score in the future, it will be my victory.

The next song my junior put in is the end of two issues of an anime. The tempo should be relaxed and very easy to sing.

Shortly after Mike picked up the sound of her breathing, exhaling all over the room and creeping for some reason.

Junior started singing for real.

Until now, it's been a warm-up, but so much so that it's an overwhelming singing power. If you were singer level earlier, now you're no longer a pro. What is a CD audio source from your throat?

This is going to be a loss.

Give up? No, I still have my hands.

It's just that her singing is so beautiful that it's a waste of time to break it down.

Lyrics and lyrical cuts, in intermission, I set it up.

Turning to her junior, she breathed her breath into her well-shaped ears on that beautiful face.

"Huh!?

My spine pinched and a glossy exhale leaked out of her mouth. In the meantime, the song goes on and it's time to get into C melo.

Timing the singout and blowing it in again. Huh.

The junior singing, which was perfect, is disturbing.

I'm sorry, but I don't want to lose, either. Sometimes I want to win. I just got fucked in.

Also, I blew in a few times. Then the junior who kept singing in view of my offense quietly put the microphone down. The song is still going on, so I'll have given up singing. In other words, the dot drops.

"Senpai?

Yet I'm honestly not happy because her voice is different from the song I've been hearing earlier?

It felt like it contained such pressure that it intimidated everything I heard.

"Yes."

"By doing that, you mean you don't mind me doing that, do you?

A smile affixed to my face, I'm scared to go around.

"Sorry."

"I don't need the police if I'm going to apologize. Be prepared, aren't you?

As she took the mount across my lap, she began to tickle as much as she wanted, from my armpit.

After the tingling sensation ran up from the spine to the brain and quickly knew nothing, falling into the couch, I was only feeling the feel of her hands crawling around her upper body.

The tickle went on until the karaoke clerk who brought the potatoes I had asked for opened the door, apparently. When I noticed, there were potatoes on the table.