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

I was on my way home this past season when I started going through the summer, thinking the night breeze was pleasant.

Today, I feel like the densest day of my life ever.

In particular, it is significant that I have been able to make contact with Mr. Charlotte.

If we could just get along like this - I guess we wouldn't.

Maybe from tomorrow, you'll treat him as someone else as if nothing had happened.

Because life is not as simple and convenient as comics.

- When I went home thinking about it, I saw two shadows nestled in front of my room.

On one side, a girl with long stretches of beautiful hair shining in silver illuminated by the moonlight.

The other one is wearing a beast ear hood and I don't know the hairstyle or anything, but he is very low in height.

Yeah, first of all, definitely, it's Mr. Charlotte and Emma.

"What's wrong?

When I rang to see if there was anything I could do, they looked back at me.

Was Mr. Charlotte dressed for home or rough, and his defenseless attire made him thrilled the other way around.

No heart or your cheeks look red stained.

Emma was wearing a pyjama with a beast ear hood and she was so cute.

"Come on......!

Emma noticed me running around like a douchebag.

I was worried that I would not fall, but I was able to get to me properly, and I held him tight.

And 'eheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh

What is this girl?

I'm too cute.

Too much Emma's cuteness accidentally made my face look like a nigga.

If anyone gets a smile and a hug from such a cute kid, you'd be happy, wouldn't you?

It doesn't mean I'm a Loricon, does it?

I sit back and match the height of Emma's gaze as I make excuses to someone somewhere.

"Emma, what can I do for you?

"Uh, Emma, it's been a while."

Emma says with a happy smile on her face.

My eyes are shining and I'm uzzled that I want you to play.

She wanted to play with me and waited in front of the house. I can't believe Emma apparently misses me more than she thought.

I'll take a look at Mr. Charlotte.

Then Mr. Charlotte looked at me and Emma as she seemed sorry.

My eyes fit perfectly and I fall in love with Mr. Charlotte just a little bit.

Because she was so beautiful in the light of the moon that it was not an exaggeration to say she was fantastic.

"I'm sorry, Aoyagi. Emma really didn't ask... I'm having trouble getting away again, so could you please talk to me for a little while?

Escape...

I can't even say escape because I did leave the house on my own, but don't make funny representations inside, this kid......

'Fine... but how long have you been waiting?

"I went up from the bath and tried to put him to sleep, and he started wasting time, so was it about five minutes?"

Take a bath...

So is Mr. Charlotte's cheek red?

I guess the heat is still on my body.

The fact that his cheeks were dyed red made Mr. Charlotte look even more attractive.

'I'm glad it hasn't been longer than I thought. Even though it's still warm, it might get cold at night,' cause it's not a good idea to wait long. '

'Yes, thank you for your concern. I was having trouble figuring out what to do because Emma wouldn't try to get away from Aoyagi in front of your room, but Aoyagi was so helpful to have you back.'

'That's right...'

Listen to what Mr. Charlotte has to say and look back at Emma.

Emma was asleep when we got home, so she shouldn't know my room was next door.

I'm sure you told me that Mr. Charlotte lived next door and waited for me.

Emma was looking at my face with a boring look, either because me and Mr. Charlotte were talking alone.

But when you look at each other, you make your eyes shine with great joy.

Maybe I thought you could get it covered.

I can't make you feel lonely for now, so I decided to deal with Emma.

But if we keep talking outside like this, we'll both get hot and cold.

I just want to move the place - what do we do...?

Maybe if you suggested moving the place, you'd go to either me or Mr. Charlotte's room.

Because I'm already starting to stay up late at night, and it won't be a good idea to take young Emma outside.

And if it gets too late, even me and Mr. Charlotte could be coached...

So the place will inevitably be me or Mr. Charlotte's room, but they're both high hurdles.

It's honestly tough to invite Mr. Charlotte to my room.

There's got to be nothing to be bothered about being seen, but I can't believe someone I like is in my room. That won't calm me down.

But that can be said even in Mr. Charlotte's room.

I'm sure it's too exciting and bad for your heart.

Mr. Charlotte will also be resistant to coming to my room or inviting me to his room...

I have no choice.

Let's leave it to Mr. Charlotte.

I decided to leave it to her because there was no point in thinking about it alone and if Mr. Charlotte refused me at the conclusion.

"Mr. Charlotte, I'd like to move the place, but where would you like it?

'Right......'

They give me the baton, and Mr. Charlotte starts to think about it, like I'm in trouble.

Maybe what you're thinking is just like me.

Well, even so, it's unlikely that Mr. Charlotte likes me.

"Emma, you're nasty......!

Waiting for Mr. Charlotte to respond, Emma pulled my clothes quickly and said her request.

Yeah, apparently the place has been confirmed.

Once I looked at Mr. Charlotte and checked, she nodded and agreed with me as to whether she had come to the same conclusion as me.

Honestly, I still have a lot of resistance to inviting Mr. Charlotte into my room, but it's totally better than having a cold in the hot air with them.

... room... you're cleaning it up...?

They're coming, and suddenly I'm worried about my room.

If they think this makes the room dirty or something, I don't think I can look at each other anymore...

The three of us followed the words of the most decisive young lady on this scene and moved with my room...