How much do you want?

On Monday, when I was out with her after she was ready to go to school, Emma tilted her neck and asked.

Until now, I've deliberately missed time, so I guess I wondered.

'Yeah, I am. I think we're going to be together from now on. "

'-!'

As I nodded, Emma hugged me to her feet with great joy.

I think it's really cute just the look on your face without having to speak up.

But that's not all it's gonna be, Emma.

Emma, hugging me, was staring at my face like she said something.

This is one of the patterns Emma shows you when she wants you to hold her.

"Come."

"Eh."

Emma opened her hands happily when I offered her both hands, so I turned my hand around and held her up from side to back as I was.

Then, "ehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe"

This interaction is becoming familiar, but no matter how many times you do it, it doesn't change the cuteness.

I'll gently stroke Emma's head to spoil her.

Then, even more, Emma rubbed her cheeks.

- Jee......

"Ha!?"

When I looked back, thinking I felt something gaze, a char stood staring at me with a false expression.

My cheeks are swollen slightly, so I'm probably stuck.

"Hey, what's up?

"Ming Man, it's Derek Derek. I knew younger kids would be better..."

"That's fine now!

Once again, I immediately cut off Charles' words in an attempt to bring up the Loricon suspicion.

How many times on earth will she believe me when I say different?

In the first place, the Loricon suspicion should have been dispelled when I confessed that I liked Shall, who is not Lori...

"... eh"

When I was in trouble, a cheek-bloating shal clung to my arm with a cute hanging voice.

And he puts his cheeks on my arm so sweet.

That's the only thing that made me change my mind and my face look like a nigga.

But if you don't pull yourself together, waiting for me is a hell of a situation.

It may sound like a big deal, but something really, really bad is going to happen.

- That my concern was right proved when I went out on the road with more people.

"Oh, hey, that..."

"Hey, why is Mr. Charlotte with a man..."

"Oh, it's impossible! This is a dream!

"Oh yeah! It's a dream! You can't have that Charlotte hugging a guy and going to school or something!

"And why is a man holding a cute kid like that angel!

"You're kidding me! Let me hold you!

All I hear from around me is a voice upset by the unacceptable fact that Charles is holding onto a man.

... Well, and you can also hear my anger at holding Emma.

Naturally, I expected this to happen - for some reason, there are more students on the way to school than I thought.

About 90% of them are boys.

I used this road until Charles came to study abroad, but there must have never been so many people.

I thought you were ambushed when you found out that Charles was going this way...?

When I was at school with Shall, I went through a place where there was no crowd, and I didn't notice because I stopped going with her these days, but maybe I was a sweet look at her popularity.

Isn't it idyllic anymore?

Shall doesn't like this gaze, he's hugging my arm and pressing his face.

The action raises something like screaming from the boys around me, but honestly I can't help but be loud.

Emma, who's in her arms, looks disgusting and is pushing her face against my chest, and I'd like to make her stop somehow...

... As you ask about Aki, ask Dr. Miyu for his attention...

That was the only measure that came to mind in an instant.

- A very tender-looking foreign childcare worker took Emma away when she was exposed to the sights of other students but delivered her to the nursery school.

It was hard for Emma to waste her time crying at that, but that's another story.

Now, it's more of a problem with the gaze that has been made even tighter by being alone.

"Shull, it's okay......?

I speak to Charles in a small voice so the rest of them don't hear me.

Then, Charles just gave me a little face from my arm and stared upwards.

"It's okay......"

From a weakly released voice, I don't feel okay at all.

He's got a weirder gaze today than usual because of me, so I guess he's coming mental.

Whatever, even I'm pretty tight...

The gaze directed at the Lord is all that contains feelings like hatred due to jealousy.

As we approach school, the number of students also increases, and inevitably so does its gaze.

Fortunately, you won't be able to hear the students talking.

Regardless of the voice of the guy who's shouting, I can't just hear him being spoken in a small voice with a distance apart.

At times like this, I'm glad I'm not hearing well.

Definitely not a good story.

"... we're both friends after all..."

When the students around me were distracted, at some point there was a little girl with a low head and hidden forehead in front of her.

We recently became friends, Mr. Dongyun.

I thought I wasn't good at other people, but I didn't think I'd be talking to you in all this gaze gathering.

... or when did they get close...?

I couldn't hide my surprise that I didn't even realize I was here.