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"… so, given what's going on, I wonder if it's necessary to quickly call yourself a boyfriend in camouflage."

"I'm surprised you were worried about me."

Nakajima Blur looks at me with a decent face.

After shooting "Pre-Kaji", at a tea party that became completely classic, I spoke with Shizuku's father face to face after the date Inaba asked me the other day, and blurred Nakajima about if I found out with a man.

I never want you to wake up, if ever.

"I've noticed it lately, too. Just in case it doesn't bother you, you can tell me you were dating her."

"Nothing, even if you don't pay that much attention to me, I'll stand around well."

Nakajima blur swells in a grumpy way.

"But you've never been over there just in case, have you?

If I told him not to, he looked even more grumpy.

"General Qing relies on more! Then he will enjoy the situation and help the general clear up!

As soon as the child gets wasted, Nakajima Blur takes a seat, comes cramming at me, and rushes to get up with it.

"Hey, priority......"

As she lay her hands on her shoulders in an attempt to tame the nakajima blur, the noisy blur suddenly grew dear.

"... suddenly he told me to be his lover, and I know I can't trust him even as a general. But whenever General Sunshine is in trouble, he will always be on his side."

"Phew..."

Leaning down, Nakajima Blur says as if he was a little depressed.

In the first place, I wasn't even thinking that I couldn't trust Nakajima's blur confession because I was just up and running.

But suddenly Nakajima Blur looked up and laughed nicely when I was impressed that he didn't think that way.

"Because it's definitely more interesting."

"That's ruined!?

It is truly ruined.

"Even if I can't trust you, I know General Tsing well enough to love this interesting thing about Tsuge, so I hope you judge him around!

I tipped my neck at Nakajima Blur, who kept talking.

"No, I trust you. How sweet of you."

"…… General Qing decided to be kind based on what criteria?

Let go of her body, and Nakajima Blur asks with a strange face.

"'Cause basically you're not gonna do anything I really hate, are you? I'm going to give you a little bit of a flirt, but I'm not really going to do anything that makes me angry, and you seem to ask me how I'm doing every time... I'm going to miss you."

I say as I remember what I've been doing.

Suddenly, Nakajima Blur has suggested how to make fake milk using condoms or rolling cat ears to sleep. Sometimes she acts without clapping.

But every time that happens, he wants to hear my reaction, and if you look at the behavior itself, most of the time, he's burning his hands for me.

Even when I came here to confess, even though I was joking, he took care that I could say no properly.

In the first place, what if the guy who wants a friend who can talk to him until he hires a detective is not lonely?

Unless you have other thoughts, so far I can't find an unexpected purpose in these series of actions of Nakajima blur because they are friendly or fun.

"Wha...! Nothing. I have to miss you! He's a bright, casual jerk!

Nakajima Blur, who heard my words, suddenly blushed and denied whether he was surprised or embarrassed.

"Ha ha. But what about Nakajima Blur?

In the first place, I didn't say I missed you.

The subject is Nakajima Blur.

"What are you talking about………?

"No, even if I play a character, I still think that there is a fundamental behavior that vegetarians decide to do, and I wonder if it would be the same."

To Nakajima's blurred appearance, I explain myself, including my own experience.

I play Amazing Asakura because there are settings, but it's basically clear to think and act in accordance with those settings.

Of course, there are many times when I think about what I would do if I were good, but it is not great that I am judging to act like that, but I am myself.

"By and large, I think it would have to be a lot of loneliness to make characters and try to connect with people until that happens."

When I finished saying it, I could see the stare standing in front of me again leaning down, but this time it turned bright red to my ear.

"General Qing, I'm leaving today."

As he leaned down, he said quietly.

"Eh, just got here today..."

"I'm going home! … Something about my chest feels mozzled, fluffy and weird."

My words as I looked at the clock were blocked by the words.

"………… Can you show me your face for a moment?

If I give in to peek into Nakajima Blur's face, which is strange from earlier, he quickly turns around behind me and pushes me gooey on the back.

"I'm going home! Something's hanging in my head right now, so I want to be alone!

"Phew!?

It was really going to shut me out of the room if I stayed like this, so I hurriedly grabbed the helicopter in the living room door and stepped on it.

"General, if the sunshine doesn't leave, the sunshine will leave!

"Wait! Because this is your room! Because I'm leaving!

When I find out I'm not moving, now Nakajima Blur slips under my arm and heads to the front door.

I grabbed Nakajima's blush arm and pulled it.

Nakajima Blur, who turned around, stared at his face with a bright red face.

"What, were there elements that made me happy with my current story………?

I just wondered if I really pissed you off, and I kind of weakened myself.

"General Qing... it was just a surprise that he was watching..."

When I asked him, he told me how embarrassed he was with the usual Nakajima blush, and he became ashamed of me.

"……… Can I stay today?

If you spill that word out of your mouth, Nakajima Blur will try to push me to the front door again, just like he did earlier.

"No! General, with the sunshine, I can't calm down! I'm leaving today!

It is very different from when I stayed there before.

I ended up being kicked out of Nakajima Blur's room.

Nakajima Blur brought me the luggage a little later to the outside of the door.

On my way home, as I walked at the station remembering earlier, I saw Suzuru Asakura with the same face as the Nakajima blur in the mirror placed at the station earlier.

I was very ashamed of the way he was desperate to burn his face in bright red, but for some reason he was happy at the same time and was much less comfortable that day.