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

"I really enjoyed today. Thank you, Aoyagi."

Mr. Charlotte, sitting next to me, stared me in the face as I was riding the train home.

Emma is asleep in my arms and the other passengers aren't around, so it's like they're in a space just for two.

"I wish you'd been happy.... Yeah, I had fun too"

It felt like Emma was going out with her family rather than on a date because she was the main one today, but I think she still enjoyed it very much.

My heart fills when I watch my little one snap, and when I can sweeten it, it's too cute and my cheeks loose.

I should have played all day, but honestly I feel better than I did before I went to play.

He says he wants to feel sick, but his regular strength may also be affected by his feelings.

"Do you want to go see me again... is that just my best...?

Mr. Charlotte, who was looking up at my face, stares at my face, trying to peek at my complexion.

Cheeks that are blushing because they are illuminated by the sunset in their would-be eyes as if they were dealing with Emma.

When I can stare at you with this look on my face, I'm going to make a mistake - - No, is this really a mistake?

I still do, but Mr. Charlotte was holding onto my arm all day today.

Even if the reason was to escape the gaze around her, she would never let go of her hand even where it was unnecessary.

Would you do that to a heterosexual who doesn't normally care?

I don't know for sure because I don't know the precedent, but at least I won't.

Maybe that's the type of guy Mr. Charlotte is.

Not to mention visiting my room like every night.

I'm pretty sure she was here for Emma at first, but these days she's still in my room after Emma went to bed.

And you two are reading one comic book with your shoulders stuck together.

By the way, Mr. Charlotte is often staring at my face, not a comic book.

... Whatever you think, isn't she aware of me?

So knowing you're going to play with Aki, and yourself - no, let's not.

Even if it seemed like it, there was no other way to verify it with him than to ask him directly.

If it was my mistake to ask you badly, you couldn't possibly ask me if there would be a crack in the relationship.

If so, what should I do?

"No, not my fault. 'Cause I want to go hang out with Mr. Charlotte again, too."

I replied with a smile to Mr. Charlotte.

All you have to do is slow down and pack your distance from her.

There is anxiety that it may be taken by other boys.

There are many boys after her, and there's no such thing as a more attractive guy than me.

For example, Zhang is certainly poorly educated, but he's tall and handsome, and his feet are fast and sports versatile.

I'm not in the club, but there's a reason for that.

He's been a football player for a long time, but he's in the youth without going into the football club.

I hear you're already a stammer while you're a freshman, and I guess you'll be a pro eventually.

There's no way a man like that would be unattractive from a woman's point of view.

Well, I'm not sure if it's the character that's the problem or if it's the person who's kidding around too much, but she's not here.

... No, let's not say much there.

I don't have anything to do with it either, so I'm not in charge of telling someone else anyway.

What are we going to do about putting it off before that...

Awards are based on the feelings I have for Mr. Charlotte. Yes, so it wouldn't be a good idea to keep fooling around like this.

Nevertheless, we should avoid the risk of spreading it when we think about Mr. Charlotte, and most importantly, the award may develop into a more difficult issue than we like about Mr. Charlotte.

I want to avoid that as much as possible.

"Well, if so, how about next Saturday?

When I snort, Mr. Charlotte asks up-and-coming with a happy look on his face.

I've been talking more recently than I thought.

The point is, he wants to play for the next holiday.

I don't have any money when I go to visit too often...... well, another day or so would be perfectly fine.

"Yeah, fine. Is it okay to feel like Emma's going where she wants to go next?

"Ah..."

"Hmm...?

When I brought Emma up on the subject, Mr. Charlotte dropped her gaze on Emma sleeping with a troubled look on her face.

Is there something wrong with that?

I'll wait for Mr. Charlotte to open her mouth when Emma and I alternate.

Then...

"Actually, your mother is coming home next Saturday. So Emma tried to leave it with her mother..."

- With his index fingers together and mojimoji, Mr. Charlotte answered embarrassingly.

"What... So you mean alone...?

When I asked the part that bothered me, Mr. Charlotte nodded cocoon.

"The... alone, no...?

"............... shall we go play together..."

I nodded as I felt my temperature rise to Charlotte, who had asked me upwards to look at my complexion.

Isn't this really pulsating anymore...?

- It was me with those words in my head as the train rocked me.