100 Things I Don’t Know About My Senior

"It's Monday! Good morning!

Early in the morning, at the cold-breezing late autumn station, juniors smile at me.

"Hey, why are you looking so happy?

I'm sleepy over here. Ahhh.

It's been particularly cold lately, so it's hard and hard to get out of the futon.

"I missed you so much..."

I tend to lay low and fall back on a junior who squeezes his voice out by gripping a much smaller fist in his chest.

The drowsiness blows up in an instant, the thought clears up, and I realize it at the same time.

It's an act, no matter what you think. Yes.

"Liar. I would have seen him yesterday."

"Nah. It's funny to see her sleeping."

Although there is no guarantee that this answer is genuine, anyway, it was a reply that goes diagonally for the price.

What's that? What do you mean, how people seem to sleep?

"Oh, you're awake. Nah."

"Am I a toy"

"My hobby, it's human observation."

That's true, you said it.

Sempa, sometimes in the morning, she looks very sleepy. Though the odds are low on Monday. The later in the week, the higher the odds.

That's when my eyelids softly close when I'm not talking. If you look closely, the muscles around your eyes are about to open, but only the eyelid shutter goes down.

Sometimes, I can keep my eyes open with excitement and keep it that way for about 5 seconds, but I also lose my drowsiness again and my upper and lower eyelids get stuck.

Though usually strong, his face is restful and the gap is funny when he's about to lose his sleep and his eyes are closed.

I was already going to sleep today as of the station home, so can you see that? I thought so too, but I seem to have woken up well and clearly. I'm sorry I can't see it, but it's a write-off because you can get hung up.

Well, let's be a little clearer, shall we?

"Go!

I stretched out my hand and stuck it under my neck, blazer, and between my shirt and bare skin.

Bikun, and his thin body jumped, and Shinpai twisted himself.

"Hey, what the hell! It's cold, dude."

"It's warm."

"That would be warmer than it was at hand."

Yeah, it's still cold. And you're full of evil.

I don't apologize, though.

"Isn't that cold, that. You're just too cold."

Even though it's warm on the train, it's hard to convey that warmth to the toe.

"I don't know, if that's what you're saying"

"I'm cold, too."

"Really?

Yes, and I pointed my hands up, sticking them out toward the sequin ladder.

"What's this?"

"Guess what."

"Um..."

Even as Sempa complained, she wrapped my cold palm with her big hand from the top.

Me and Sempa will connect on a bridge of two arms.

"... are you cold?

It was pretty much the same temperature.

Maybe my hands are just a little warmer level.

"You're skinny."

"Of someone with cold hands..."

"My heart is warm, was it? Then that's us. Something else."

"What else?"

It's hard to use the expression "and more" in your mind, isn't it? It's not lunch.

"It's a little better when you get it in your pocket."

"Let's wear gloves there."

"Trouble with smartphones."

"Well, yes."

Anyway, it looks chilly on the ceiling. You're right.

Suddenly it became a cold talk.

The moment my junior stuck my hand in me, I thought I'd get cardiac paralysis. With the cold and the rest with surprise. What are you doing? Really. The small size and softness of my hands were twisting around me without being able to afford to feel it, and when I realized it, my hands were back where they were.

"By the way, should I use 'One Question Today'?"

"That's light, huh?

"The questions are heavy for you."

"Huh."

"Aside from the shen pai, cold, is there anything else you are anxious about your body?

anxiety. Can cold be cleaned up with "anxiety" in the first place?

Well, I've never had a clue.

"Mmm, hay."

"Is it spring?"

"Sugi's still flying in the cold."

Like February or March?

Sounds like it.

"Something else like HR."

"In fact, it's every one of them"

Uh. You're not the hay type. Nice.

"Juniors are the ones who have any illnesses?

"Well done. You asked. But I'm healthy."

"Hey."

"That's about as cold as it gets. Trouble is."

I'm just jealous of your health.

Though I think I'm healthy enough from the public.

"Trouble? Cold."

I don't remember much trouble.

"Isn't it so cold when you go to bed or something"

"You can wear a futon."

"It's cold because it still doesn't fit."

"Huh?"

No, you can usually sleep.

"Sempa, that's esse cold. You should know the true suffering of cold."

"You don't mind my chills, do you? The blood sample from the medical exam showed that the thin blood vessels had shrunk too much and I almost ate them again."

He stayed in the cold hallway for a long time and felt like he was stabbed with a needle without time to warm up, so his blood circulation remained poor. Only about half of the blood poured out into the syringe, which should normally fill up quickly.

"Oh, I've been about to be too"

"Seriously..."

Looks like we're getting sick for each other.

"Sempa, can you sleep at night?

"You just have to mess with your smartphone till you get pouty."

"Hmm."

What was pointed at me was an eye that I remember seeing many times, my junior set a goal.

"Then, Sempa. Next time I can't sleep, I'll line up, so stick with me."

"Huh?"

"I can't sleep at all. I can't sleep either. Coldness with each other. Time, until you feel like you can get some sleep. Do you mind?

Anyway, you don't have the right to veto. I just left him alone, and this guy definitely jumps the message.

"... oops"

Now it looks like juniors dye it up to the time before you go to bed and it's gonna take up.