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

"Heh... you're drawn in real life inside..."

Due to the presence of a cartoonist in his relatives, he aspires to be a cartoonist by admiring the cartoonist.

And because the person died of overwork, cartoonists give up their dreams that it was a harsh profession.

The cause of death is overwork, but the protagonist seems to think it's suicide.

Giving up cartoonists is probably more about suicide than dying.

I think it's common to many people to admire someone close to them or to quickly frustrate them.

"Yes! I think these comics are funny because they are drawn in real life!

"Oh well."

I don't know if it's funny yet, but I nodded at Mr. Charlotte, who's a little excited.

You really wanted to read comics with your friends, you're tense.

She looks like a child and has a different charm than usual.

Honestly, I'd rather watch her than comics.

"Ah... should I keep my mouth shut while I'm reading comics...?

The look I seemed to have fun replacing the anxiety because I gave it back again without hesitation, and Mr. Charlotte peeked into my face.

You can't...

I seem to have a lot to give back when I think about it.

"What Mr. Charlotte wants to read with his friends is that he wants to exchange opinions while reading, right?

"Yes..."

"Then don't hesitate to say it, Charlotte. I'm just starting to read it, so I don't know if I can give you an opinion, but I'd love to hear from Mr. Charlotte."

In fact, it sounds more fun talking to Mr. Charlotte than just reading comics.

I'm still not used to having her face right next to me, but she wants to see more of it talking fun.

"Oh, thank you......! So..."

Having heard my words, Mr. Charlotte glistened with pleasure and began to explain every page.

If you turn the page, wait for me to read it, and then Mr. Charlotte will tell you what he thinks.

There are naturally pages where there are no special opinions, though, so it goes through there.

As the story progressed, there came out the heroine the protagonist was thinking about, or the character who was going to make the comic strip with him.

But no matter how much it came to reality, there was still a unique portrayal of comics.

Avoid making it a clear word, but it definitely won't work this way in real life.

Even being donned if normally done in real life is favorably accepted in this comic book.

That's what I hate about it.

"-It's nice to have characters who love you so purely."

If you noticed, Mr. Charlotte next door had a lukewarm look on his face.

All she's saying is, "Let's get married when each other's dreams come true. Until then, let's stick to our dreams," he says of the hero's promise to heroine, and the purity of the two people who turn bright red just because their eyes meet.

Do girls still admire those relationships?

How many people in this world can actually make love like this - I'm sure it's less than half the time.

But I think maybe Mr. Charlotte will make love like this.

There was wonder and such certainty.

... is it some or some luxury to pray that the other person is me...

I think her opponent deserves a guy who's popular with everyone like Chong.

I was lucky enough to get along with her, but not with a popular person like her.

If this is a comic book or something, I'm sure you won't have to try anything to tie it to her.

Truth is, I don't think comic book characters are good.

... What do I want to do?

I didn't originally intend to get involved with Mr. Charlotte.

But instead of becoming involved in the prank of fate, this is how we became a relationship together every night.

I think it would be a shame to give up like this.

I give way to the award - no, should I refrain?

I can't believe you gave in. Words look great from above, and it doesn't include Mr. Charlotte's feelings.

It shouldn't be a good idea for me to get close to her than Chang is after Mr. Charlotte.

If you think about your best friend, you're right not to be here.

Perhaps the reason I asked Mr. Charlotte to hide this relationship was his backwardness for the award.

I prioritized my thoughts without thinking about my best friend when it came to Mr. Charlotte.

If I hadn't floated around with Mr. Charlotte back then, it wouldn't have been such a mess...

"- Yoo... Aoyagi... Aoyagi!

"- Huh!?"

"What's wrong......? He seemed to think with a kind of serious look..."

At some point, I seem to have forgotten about comics and focused on my thoughts.

Mr. Charlotte is staring at me like that with an uneasy look on his face.

If you suddenly get bored, you should be anxious.

"No, I'm sorry. I was just thinking."

…………

I rushed to say it, but Mr. Charlotte still stares.

And - slowly, he's reaching for my forehead.

"- Huh!?"

I thought my limp hands felt good for a moment, but soon I understood this situation and my body got hot.

"I don't have a fever...... ugh, I still feel a little hot...... I mean, I think the fever keeps rising...... Plus your face is bright red, and did you catch a slightly late summer cold......?

No, yeah.

Because it's not a cold fever.

Because I'm ashamed to be touched by you, because my body is just getting hot.

That's what I think in my heart, but my mouth didn't come out of the tension just moving puckedly.

Then Mr. Charlotte hit his forehead this time.

Face!

My face!

What are you doing, this girl?

"I knew you had a fever...... Unfortunately, let us now open the door."

"Oh, yeah..."

I manage to squeeze my voice out in confusion.

"Aoyagi, where is your futon?

"What...? There's a... a break-in..."

My head was up and I wasn't turning my head, and Mr. Charlotte asked me, but I kept answering.

Then she squeals' excuse me 'and opens the break-in.

While I was wondering what the hell you were doing, Mr. Charlotte had already pulled the futon out of the break-in and pulled it to the floor.

"Sa, Aoyagi. Go to sleep now."

"Huh? Huh?

"Cold starts to pull says it's the key. Aoyagi, in your case, you already have a fever, so you should go to bed early. It's okay, I'll be here until I can sleep."

Mr. Charlotte smiles with a poor smile like a nickel and a Virgin.

Yeah, because it's not okay at all.

I'd rather ask where it's all right.

"Emma will pick it up because if the cold moves, you'll just have trouble. Now lie down."

Mr. Charlotte lifted Emma out of my arms, once she pillowed on her cushion and rolled her to sleep on the floor, then touched my body.

Slowly lead them straight to the futon.

"No, you know..."

"Ah... you're still getting fever... Aoyagi, please lie down immediately."

As I was moving, Mr. Charlotte, who had touched my forehead again, said with a worried look.

I'd like to say that my body temperature is rising because of this situation, not the cold, but my head is turning glue and I'm speechless successfully.

My throat is also dying from nervousness.

- Good night, Aoyagi.

In the end, I couldn't resist Mr. Charlotte, and he put me to bed in a futon.

"Good night," Mr. Charlotte said in a gentle voice, turning off the lights in the room.

But there was no sign of walking away.

Looks like he's really going to stay by my side until I go to bed.

I can tell you have a fever. (Mistake) No, no, Mr. Charlotte has become like your sister all at once.

I always take care of Emma, so is she being taken care of?

... In the meantime, it doesn't matter anymore...

I was tired of thinking and I decided to sleep.

- As my consciousness faded, "I deny that comics are unrealistic, but isn't this situation unusual in comics? ♪ And I was the one to question ♪