"Aoyagi, why don't you go that way...?

"Yeah, but... it's gonna be a long way over there..."

The direction Mr. Charlotte pointed was a path that was less crowded and farther away from going to school.

After all, I didn't spend so much time peeling Emma off, but I'm still heading to school later than usual.

If we keep going away, we're going to get to school in critical time.

"I know that..."

Mr. Charlotte is as mozy as ever, distracted from me.

... Is there any reason you want to go another way?

As far as I'm concerned, I'm honestly glad to have more time with her.

This path, in particular, becomes one with few people to reach near the school.

Not to mention almost none of the students in the same school are likely to attend.

Whatever, because it's a bit of a steep road...

I don't want to get tired before school if you normally think about it, and it's not a good idea to go time critical.

But naturally, if you can stay with Mr. Charlotte...

"Yeah, shall we go from there then? Sometimes I think it's a good idea to look forward to another view."

- I accepted with a smile.

I didn't want them to know that I agreed to spend more time with Mr. Charlotte.

If you find out why, it's like making it clear to yourself that you care about Mr. Charlotte.

That's definitely all we have to avoid.

"Oh, thank you! Um... sorry, I was just being selfish today..."

"No, it's fine. I think it would be better if you didn't hesitate to tell me."

After a happy smile, I told him what I thought, as Mr. Charlotte apologized with regret.

In fact, I think we're getting along a lot better than when we first met.

I still feel scared, but Mr. Charlotte tells me that she recognizes herself because she thinks it's okay to be selfish with you.

I don't think she'll look down on anyone else.

So don't you recognize me as close enough to be okay with being selfish?

"... what shall we do... if we keep this up... it's going to be so sweet..."

I heard what I said. Mr. Charlotte was leaning down with his hand on his cheek and said something bumpy.

Does this kid have a habit of talking to himself...?

Well, in Mr. Charlotte's case, it doesn't bother me so much because talking to yourself is a picture...

But it's a little bad now.

"Sorry, if you're going that way, it's time to go. I'm late..."

"Oh, I'm sorry! So let's go."

Mr. Charlotte hurried back to me and smiled.

And the two of us would travel together - after all, Mr. Charlotte would grab my clothes sleeve.

- But there was another unexpected thing.

"Ha... Ha... Oh, I'm sorry... Aoyagi..."

As we went to school, Charlotte walking next door apologized in a painful voice.

His breath is getting rough, and his sweaty face looks very spicy.

Mr. Charlotte couldn't seem to walk alone anymore, and he was walking with a hug in my arms.

I don't know how this is happening to Mr. Charlotte - it was a long way off and there was a problem with Mr. Charlotte's health.

The scaffolding is bad and a little steep, but Mr. Charlotte is about to fall all the way down.

A little notice shouldn't be a problem, but maybe Mr. Charlotte has a weak trunk.

That's why I get disfigured right away.

And he spends a lot of energy trying so hard to get back on track.

At the end of the quote, an uphill hill, also known as a steep hill, stabbed her in the stomach.

Mr. Charlotte, who was trying so hard not to bother me, did his best while he was up the hill.

I had the image that I could do anything, but to see the weakness and lack of strength of this trunk, Mr. Charlotte may not be good at exercising...

I should have told you in advance that the road was a little steep...

"Um, are you okay? Why don't we take a break if it's too hard?

"So, but... if you do, you'll be late... Aoyagi, go ahead...... I'll be there later..."

"You can't do that, can you? What if something happens to you?"

Leaving Mr. Charlotte in her current condition could be life-threatening due to dehydration, solar radiation, etc.

Even though it's September now, temperatures have remained the same over the past few years.

"Ugh... I'm so sorry..."

Mr. Charlotte has apologized again as he nearly cried.

She's bothering me because she's sweet. I guess this situation is hard.

Well, to tell the truth, I didn't even think a millimeter of this would happen just to go to school.

But I had no choice, and I agreed to go to school on this road.

That's why she's not responsible.

"Don't worry about it, will you keep some more weight for me? That would make it easier for Mr. Charlotte, so he can walk faster. Later, let's talk about something fun. - Yeah, let me tell you about your favorite comic book, Charlotte."

Because a luxurious woman like Charlotte could walk without a problem trying to keep all her weight, I decided to talk to her on a topic she liked so she wouldn't mind.