"Well, for now, you can't stay"

"What...!?"

When I refuse, he stares me in the face with a blue look as if the future were an expression of despair.

I don't know, maybe they were going to accept it.

Quick and silent, pulling the clothes on my chest feels like an appeal to "correct it".

Apparently the future really wanted to stay in my house.

"I only have one futon."

"Wouldn't you like to sleep with me"

"No, you can't, can you?

"Why? Didn't we used to sleep together a lot?"

"So stop rhetoric that creates misunderstandings like that. We slept together in a nap, didn't we? That's when the future was in junior year."

The future I used to come to visit my father's house started wasting time when he wanted to sleep, and he was getting nervous about taking a nap with me.

I had no choice but to sleep with him because if I didn't go into the futon with him at that time, he would look at me with tears and a lonely look on his face.

But naturally I stopped saying that to get older, and I definitely stopped sleeping with her.

I mean, now that we've grown up, it's impossible to sleep together.

If middle and high school men and women slept together in one futon, they would snuggle their bodies because of their narrowness.

Maybe I should sleep on my back, but it's easier not to do this.

I don't think I'd make a mistake, but there's no denying the possibility that I'd fall asleep and touch something weird.

If that makes the future grumpy, it can be a lot of trouble, and it can create a misunderstanding for Shall.

No matter what the possibilities, it won't be possible to sleep in a futon with the future.

"The inability to sleep with my sister means that I see her as a sexual object?

The future, when I heard my words and was thinking of something, has stared me in the face with provocative eyes again.

I think I used the same hand because I broke it earlier.

But I just won't pull it off this time.

I've completely crossed the line this time.

"You're not gonna get in that hand, are you? If that's what you think, you can interpret it that way."

"Mmmm..."

When I push it away, the future stares at me with disgruntled eyes.

At that time he pulled my clothes again with quickness, but I will ignore anything I can't give away.

Then now he hit me with a grit on the forehead against my chest.

I'm a complete toddler.

It makes me think as if I'm dealing with Emma.

Are you sure this is how you've been wasting your time?

When the hell has my future mental age against me stopped?

It's getting kind of hard to tell if I'm doing it on purpose or with vegetables.

The only thing I can say is that there are huge gaps in the future that make you look like a cool girl.

Probably a lot of boys like this, but from me, I have to laugh bitterly because my younger sister is toddler degenerating.

Not that I'm not cute, but I'm worried about the future.

In the case of the future, it is also likely that I am deliberately in this kind of behavior, but I just don't feel like I will go as far as toddler regression.

I guess that's why you're wasting it with vegetables.

The man who's going to be my future boyfriend sounds like a tough one, I kind of thought.

"For now, I'm going home. You can come back if you want."

I thought the reason why the future was wasting time might be because I thought it might be possible for me to reject the next one, and I tried to encourage him to come back and tell him that he could come back.

Now you just have to be honest with me and go home.

That's what I thought, but I seem dissatisfied with the future.

"Really, your brother is going to let his sister go home with no one, and you're going to enjoy a night out with her."

"-!? What are you talking about the night business!? You can't do that!?"

I rush into a future where I say something absurd in a stubborn tone.

I didn't think the future would use the word "night profit," or even know it in the first place.

Even though I didn't seem to be interested in anything like every relationship, I wonder where the hell I've remembered.

Nevertheless, it is better to solve the misunderstandings now that they have been weirdly suspected.

It shouldn't be hard to solve misunderstandings, as we haven't actually done anything like fighting the Shalls and the Night.

"You're upset now, aren't you?

Because of me, he peeks into my face like the future doubts me.

I don't know if you think it's unclean, but my eyes are so cold staring at me.

The light appears to be fading out of my eyes.

"No, because the future suddenly says weird things! I didn't do that!?"

"But you always spoil her late at night, don't you?

"Duh, how could you...?

"I tried to cum from what your brother had just said to your girlfriend."

I don't know what to do, I knew this sister was scared.

I was just too far-fetched to hook up, but how does the future know what I eared on Shall.

Is this guy even wearing lip reading?

Besides, I've made an extra misunderstanding because of what I admit, and I think my eyes have gotten colder.

"You know, I'm telling you, I didn't do anything really weird, did I?

"So what are they doing?

"It's..."

I opened my mouth to explain what I normally do to Charles, but I thought about it on the verge of trying to put it into words.

On second thought, what Charles and I are doing could be a little bad.

Whatever, 90% of the time they kiss Shull while he's on his lap and stroking his head and cheeks.

Plus, sometimes Charles even cosplays.

How will the future be judged by listening to it?

- I feel totally out.

"We're usually just having a conversation without other love. Spoiling is enough to put him on his lap and hold him or stroke his head, as he does in the future now."

I managed to mix up the truth and lie in the guise of calm so that I could not understand.

It's harder to mix the real things up than to lie about everything, and this way it's easy to delude Char when he puts his exploration into it.

I feel like it's out on my lap, but a normal couple would do absolutely nothing, and most importantly, I can't complain there because I'm sitting on my lap right now.

The future can't say anything about this - this sister was not simple enough to be.

"I wasn't uncomfortable with my expression and voice, but it took me a few seconds to utter the words. You were tried to delude me to the best of my ability, weren't you?

When the future narrowed its eyes, it slapped Tonton and my chest with its fingers.

Lies don't make sense, they seem so appealing.

"You were just remembering to explain, weren't you?

"You don't have that. If your brother really says what he's doing, he won't have to remind you. So you're not supposed to have time before you say something, but this time, you had time to think about it, right?

I think the future is really troublesome at times like this.

You understand my thought circuit, and I notice immediately the discomfort from my previous experience.

Most importantly, it's a pain in the ass to block people's escape paths without mercy because they're smart.

- When I tried to think about how to mislead, I heard a notification from my smartphone.

Me and the future get caught up in the sound, shift my gaze to the smartphone, and recognize that someone sent me a message.

If you're sending a message at this hour, there's only about Shall, Chang, Dongyun, and Aki.

And the most likely one is Shall, who has a promise after this.

What could be considered as content?

Have you just checked the time and stuff about what happened after this, or has something happened to Emma?

I just want to check your message right away, but I have one concern.

Schal today was stubborn because he couldn't be sweet on a date.

That's when she often comes to my room at night to do cosplays.

I guess that's because he likes the cosplay and he assumes that I would be happy with it.

I wish I could stay with Shall, and I'm not gonna stop that if she wants to do cosplay.

But if Charles had asked for his opinion in a message about the cosplay he was going to do today, it would have been pretty bad.

The future is showing interest in the message sent to me to see that I don't take my sight off my smartphone, and it's unlikely I'll tell you to show me the message to observe it from today's attitude.

I don't think I can fool the future where I'm deluded, and if I try to hide it, I'll fall apart myself.

You can't act in a detour here.

- But this long thought was already far-fetched.

The future of looking back at me from my smartphone gave me a nice, cute grin, lifting my smartphone off my desk and offering it to me.

This is going to ruin my options.

The future confirmed the message and the sender. There was no bareback, but I was being taken to a situation where I had to check the message with the future on my lap.

Of course, I can tell you to get off my lap.

But...

"Hehe, wouldn't you mind? Or is there something wrong with you?

- I don't ask honestly like this.

The future understands that peeking into other people's interactions is not a good idea.

Understood, I wouldn't bother avoiding it.

The reason would be whether I checked the message or not.

That's how I understood the future.

Maybe the message they sent said something I wanted to hide.

Maybe he's going to grip that as weak and force me to stay in my room.

Ha... I guess I'll just have to decide to be ready.