After Coincidentally Saving the New Transfer Student’s Little Sister, We Gradually Grew Closer

"Uh... go home...?

As soon as I left the staff room, I spoke to Mr. Charlotte next door.

This word says, 'Are you sure you want to go to my house? I was going to put a message...

"Yes, thank you."

- It doesn't seem to have been passed on to Mr. Charlotte.

Mr. Charlotte is looking at my face with a gentle grin.

What is it?

Am I dreaming right now?

I can't believe I'm about to go home with a beautiful girl who's just been studying abroad today.

- Quick.

'Hmm? What's wrong, Emma?

Looking at Mr. Charlotte, Emma pulled the hem of my clothes.

Turning her gaze, Emma opens her arms wide.

This could be...

"Pussy."

I knew it...

I had predictions about what Emma was looking for because of her familiar behavior.

I don't know if I hate walking in my sleep or if I like snuggling, but I have the inner courage to snuggle my sister in front of my sister...

I look at Mr. Charlotte with chills.

Then Mr. Charlotte shook his head to the side.

"Emma, Aoyagi can't do this because it bothers you, can it? Let's just walk, shall we?

Mr. Charlotte was trying to be gentle when he sat back and matched Emma's height of gaze.

I'm blinded by the smiling sight.

But Emma, the person of the day, wasn't convinced, she stared at me again after shaking her head with a boom.

His eyes were would-be, and he seemed to be about to complain, 'Snuggle up'.

If a young child gives you this look, everyone will want to spoil you.

Never, it's not like I'm Loricon.

"Mr. Charlotte, fine. Emma's light, so it's not a burden, and I'm stuck.... Well, of course, if my sister doesn't like being stuck by a man, I'll stop..."

"Oh, no! That's not what happened! However, I'm sorry to bother you any more..."

"I'll be fine. Besides, it would be quicker to sneak Emma home."

When I go home to match my young Emma's footsteps, it's really late.

Instead of being okay with it normally, you're more than welcome to stay with Mr. Charlotte for longer.

But today I have to go to Aki's after this.

The money has been kept from Dr. Meiyu, and if you leave it, you'll be able to show Dr. Meiyu hell tomorrow.

After worrying about what to do, Mr. Charlotte asked me not to listen to her.

"Eh heh."

When I stuck it to you, Emma sounded so happy.

After all, he seems to like it.

"I'm sorry, Aoyagi... I'll be sure to tell Emma when I get home..."

"No, I'm fine. It's more useful."

"It helps…. Could it be that Aoyagi is a guy named Loricon?

"Buh -!"

Mr. Charlotte's thoughtless remarks have blown me away.

I don't even think I know those words, let alone I didn't think they'd treat me like a lollicon.

"Chi, no!? How do you know what Lorikon means!?"

"Ah... sorry...... It often appeared in Japanese comics, so I used it."

What kind of comics do you read that Loricon often comes out of!?

And I'm really surprised Mr. Charlotte is reading comics!?

Because of his elegant tricks and polite language, he didn't think he was interested in comics or anything like that.

But to see from Mr. Charlotte's condition, it was apparently a casual assumption.

"Mmmm...... Hey guys, I don't know what you're talking about... '

When me and Mr. Charlotte were having a conversation in Japanese, Emma in her arms looked bored.

I don't understand Japanese because I'm still young.

'Oh, I'm sorry. From now on, we'll talk in English. "

I can't go out alone, I'm going to speak English.

"Thank you, Aoyagi. Aoyagi, you speak English very well. '

Mr. Charlotte started speaking in English just like me.

From her point of view, English is my mother tongue, so it would be easier to speak that way, and maybe this is fine.

"Not as good as Mr. Charlotte's Japanese though."

"No, I think you're better than me."

'That's not true. I think Mr. Charlotte is very good. Where did you learn Japanese?

'I'm glad you said that. My parents taught me. "

Did your parents teach you?

Could it be that you taught your daughter Japanese in tone to raise her to be an elegant daughter?

I'm really interested, but stop stepping in any further.

Because if you ask too much, they won't feel good.

"Emma, too, wants to hang out with"

Emma, who was listening to a conversation between me and Mr. Charlotte, looks at Mr. Charlotte jealously.

I wondered what Japanese was for, but maybe I knew it somehow because Mr. Charlotte uses it.

"Don't worry, Emma will be able to talk to you."

'Really...?

"Yeah, I'm fine"

"Yay!

When I nodded, Emma seemed happy.

My parents are teaching Mr. Charlotte Japanese, so naturally I will also teach Emma, and I will be able to speak sooner or later if I am going to live in Japan.

Mr. Charlotte seems like he could take care of herself, and if Emma wants to remember, she'll let me know.

Well, that's as...

"Hey, Mr. Charlotte. Why are you suddenly distancing yourself from me?

All of a sudden I start to distance myself. Speak to Mr. Charlotte.

Could it be that they thought it was Loricon again and pulled it off...?

No, but I'd be just as shocked if they told me I was a lollicon in my current interactions...?

'Oh, uh... there's no particular reason...'

Mr. Charlotte tries to distance himself even further, even though he says there is no reason.

What should I do?

My mental strength is sharply cut.

I can't normally get back on my feet if Mr. Charlotte hates me.

"I'm sorry......"

'Duh, why are you apologizing...?

'No, he seems to be making me feel kind of bad...'

When I said it depressingly, Mr. Charlotte gave me a very troubled look.

I thought you seemed to be caring and kind, even though you were the one who didn't like it and was keeping your distance.

What am I supposed to do when such a sweet girl hates me?

I'm seriously depressed.

'Oh, um... I say it because I think maybe they're mistaken... This is never about Aoyagi that I don't like and keep my distance...?

"Then why did you start to distance yourself?"

Charlotte starts wandering her gaze at the question she's hit by a direct ball.

He seems worried about whether to answer or not.

Eventually, he slowly opened his mouth.

'Remember running around and sweating... is embarrassing......'

Mr. Charlotte groans so in a voice that makes his face bright red and disappears.

Because of the cuteness, my thoughts stopped...