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

We took a break at the cafe, and we walked around the department store with Blah Blah again.

Then there was a live event by several groups in the square, so me and Mr. Charlotte went to watch it - just a little, something went wrong.

There was a girl who was a bit of a good singer in the concert, and I was overheard, but when I was doing so, Mr. Charlotte made a stubborn voice, "Mmm..." and she pulled my arms closer to her chest.

No, well, Mr. Charlotte isn't aware of her breasts or anything... because of that I can't concentrate live from there and I can't get her out of my mind.

And Mr. Charlotte kept his cheeks swollen, still putting his own head on my shoulder.

Somehow this kid, when he persists at some point, becomes sweet.

Since Emma is quite the sweetheart, are the roots of her sister, Mr. Charlotte, also really sweethearts?

What do I do, if I go out with you, if Mr. Charlotte becomes an awesome sweetheart too... no, it's normal, isn't it?

Because I just imagined it. I think it's so cute.

I'd rather spoil it.

... Now, what would you react if I stroked your head?

Show me your sweet attitude - what are you thinking, me!?

I rushed back to me when Mr. Charlotte ran paranoid because he was so cute.

I almost did something terrible.

If you're dating, you still can't complain about being sued for sexual harassment, such as stroking your head against the same generation of girls you're not dating.

I don't know what to do, my reason is gradually off to Mr. Charlotte...

I know what you're talking about, but I think I'm going to do something really terrible if I keep doing this.

"Um, Mr. Charlotte...... I'm sorry, can you stop hugging me...?

You may wonder what you're going to say now, but now is the time to say it.

Oh, my God, because Mr. Charlotte is too cute for me.

"What... no, is it...?

Naturally, Charlotte, who was told not to be forgiven until now, looks at my complexion with a sad look on her face.

She was moisturizing her eyes with Uluru, looking at my face with her eyes as if she were pleading.

And keep shunning, trying to let go of my hand.

Oh, no more!

Shit!

Mr. Charlotte, this is really bad!

"Sorry, I knew it was okay"

I grabbed Mr. Charlotte's hand as I walked away and led her to my own arm.

Can't you just say you can't look like a dumped jean dog like this?

I feel twice as guilty because Mr. Charlotte is so cute originally.

"Are you sure?

Mr. Charlotte asked hesitantly because they said no for once.

But when I snort, I get a bright look and I hug him.

I was ashamed I didn't put it into words, but I knew I'd be glad to be made happy like this.

Later, how long will my reason be......

- I'm sure it won't last very long. All the while, I was walking in the department store with Mr. Charlotte with my arms together.

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"Ah - Cat..."

Mr. Charlotte, who was walking with me, groans with a potpout.

In response to the word cat, I look around, but I don't see a pet shop anywhere.

In the first place, there should only be one pet store in this department store.

Could there be a wildcat in there?

If you think so and follow Mr. Charlotte's gaze - what was ahead was the UFO catcher at the Game Center.

And in it, lots of cat stuffed animals.

Apparently she showed an interest in cat stuffed animals.

"You want a stuffed animal?

"Huh? Oh, I know it's cute, but I can't take it, so I'll give it up"

Yeah, there seems to be a desire.

"- That, Aoyagi...?

As I stepped out for the Clean Game, Mr. Charlotte looked up at me in wonder.

"I thought I'd like to take a look. Just a little bit, okay?

"Yes..."

From what Mr. Charlotte tells me, it seems strange that I'm going to the game center.

Certainly that perception is not wrong.

I'm not going to go to the game center.

But I've been here several times with Aki.

And it was decided that I was being taken what Aki wanted in the crane game.

When I get close to the crane game, I'll see if I can get a stuffed animal.

The cat stuffed animal Mr. Charlotte was staring at like he wanted is small enough to ride flat on both hands.

The width of the crane's arm is narrow, and the height of the shield protecting the hole from which the plush is dropped is low.

- Yeah, I think I can take this with no problem.

"Which kid wants Mr. Charlotte?

There are surprisingly a wide variety of prizes, such as mimicking a three-haired cat or a tiger cat, so I'll check with Mr. Charlotte.

"Will you take it...?

"Yeah, I am. Which one do you want?

"But..."

Is there any resistance, Mr. Charlotte, reluctant to play crane games?

Are you even worried about the money?

"It's okay, I'll do it, 'cause I'll give you the money"

"Oh, no, I wasn't worried about the money..."

I'm trying to tell you something.

What the hell is going on?

"Eh, if you don't want to..."

"Yes, no, I don't hate it...... right, I want that cat over there"

For some reason it was a cat plush with dripping ears that Mr. Charlotte pointed out with a thoughtful look on his face.

Is the model the same Scottish fold as the cat that was in the pet store earlier?

You're doing something surprisingly handy...

"Yeah, okay. That's it."

"Ah, money -"

When I nodded and took a hundred yen out of my wallet and put it in, Mr. Charlotte, who had five hundred yen in his hand, gave me a troubled look.

It's not good because she cares too much if you take it too personally, but maybe that's about it.

I decided I didn't see the look on Mr. Charlotte's face and concentrate on the target cat.

But...

"- Oh, yum...!

The target fell out of the crane polarizing the exit as it currently is.

I found out I screwed up when Crane got down, but Mr. Charlotte seemed thrilled to the point.

But now I know the opening width of the general crane as well.

If you burn your current image to your head and fine-tune it...

"- Wow, wow...!

The second time, Mr. Charlotte gave a joyous voice because the target had properly fallen to the exit.

Seeing where the tone is tattered from the usual salutation seems unusual and much excited.

I can't believe how shaggy this is, I knew the vegan Charlotte was childish and cute......

"Yes, this"

When I took the cat stuffed animal out of Crane's exit, I gave it straight to Mr. Charlotte.

Then Mr. Charlotte hugged the stuffed animal and stared upwards as he dyed his cheeks red.