Blooming in Different World is a Lily Flower

What do we do, what do we do, what do we do?

A discreet whole house where only a huka's breath can be heard. In a bedroom with only one bed, seated on the entrance and exit side. Miyako stares at the ceiling, I think.

Oh.

Oh, what shall I do!!

I'm so aware of Fuuka!!

Let's summarize.

I mean, the reason is simple and clear.

(I'm going to take a bath or something, so, hey, you're weirdly aware of Fuuka!!!!

Natural open-air bath boiling outdoors.

Zazz's strongest healing.

That's why I went bathing with Huka, but to be honest, it was frivolous.

Glossy dark hair, white skin like milk, feet that extend from thin, round hips.

I can hear the sleeping breath coming from the bed on the other side of the room, and I can hear it.

Shit, something, I'm so excited.

Miyako meditates her eyes all the time.

Hard worker, self-sacrificing habit, tragic villain lady. Though I love Fuuka, I was going to make her happy.

But I didn't think it was love!

"... let's go to sleep, let's just go to sleep. Ugh"

Squirt, wear a blanket.

"Hey, what is it? Miyako!?"

"... good morning"

"No refreshing morning greetings at all. Hi. So, what is it? That.

What about bears? "

No, I couldn't sleep at all. Yes.

"Oh, hey... I was thinking"

"You barely even had dinner."

"Full of breasts"

"Damn, who said 'let's do nothing'?

Ugh, de facto. Miako roared Gnununu.

I tried to have a fun slow life with Fuuka, but what do I do when I get sick!!

Get used to it, Miyako! To the beauty of Fuuka!!

"In the meantime, I don't make breakfast"

Reiki Girl… Choose the right ingredient for breakfast from the "Shanley's Suggested Pack" purchased from Shanley, a pedestrian who thinks she is an elderly sister.

All I could do for a sleepless Miyako was bacon eggs, vegetable milk soup, broiled bread...... all I could make quickly.

... though.

"Huka, what's wrong? You look like a tough guy."

Miako puts his neck up.

A hookah with a bite of soup and bacon eggs shut his eyes and shut himself up to do some thinking.

"Miyako. For example, you, anyone, apprentice to a famous chef or something?

"Huh? No way, I didn't do that. If you insist, when I worked for the company, I guess I didn't have the money to cook myself."

"Company?"

"Yeah, nothing"

"Hmm. But for that..."

Hmm, and Fuuka roars.

"It's too good for that."

"What! If you're praised like that, guh!

"Ha ha!? Hey, what the hell is going on!?

I bled my nose.

If they say "delicious" with such a beautiful face.

While holding his nose, Miyako desperately deleats the nudity of a hookah glimmering behind his brain. Why don't you? Not entirely.

"... let's make a bath"

"What?"

"No, yesterday's open-air bath was nice, but you don't feel comfortable having a bath with Huka every day"

"Become!? What's wrong with my buddy? I never missed my daily beauty gymnastics!? Oh, except I fell asleep one day."

Discipline.

No, I didn't... and Miyako did.

"Otherwise?

"Um... Fuuka's too pretty"

"… this milk soup is excellent"

Hookah's ears turned that way with no comment are red.

Miyako thought it was her habit to flaunt her lips when they lit up.

"Oh, that milk soup. I made a lot of them, so I thought I'd have them for lunch."

"That's not bad. It's not bad at first. You don't have to hire me as the chef of my Hamilton family at the dawn of your fall."

"Eh heh, thanks. I'd be happy to get that much praise."

Nico, laughing Miyako tilts her little neck and looks at Fuuka.

Huka, hunch her nose.

"I'm not happy."

Oh, I knew you were strong.

Breakfast went too far in peace.

"Are you really happy..."

Huka thinks.

I can't believe we had a warm breakfast while talking to someone like this.

Hell, when's the first time?

At the Hamilton family mansion, the idea was not to have a warm breakfast, etc. chased in time at any time.

I couldn't even afford that.

Miyako's milk soup is smudged and warm.