For Some Reason, the School Goddess Likes to Hang Out at My House

"Cleanup and all that. No. But don't ask me for anything later. '

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"Mind your own business. We're each other when we're in trouble, and if there's anything we can do to help. '

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'Ha. Go ahead with the swine rush. It doesn't make sense to protect against someone you're not attacking. Attack choice, push it off with a furious corrugated attack!

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'Huh? Not sure? Damn, what are you talking about... You're gonna build confidence, aren't you? Well, if you have to, even your own weapon —— Ouch!? Don't flank me!?

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"Heck. Well, good luck with that."

I hear a slight conversation in my sleep.

It's a familiar and hateful voice.

I try to tell you even one of my complaints. I twist my body, but it still doesn't move.

Maybe not in your dreams yet?

I'm not as conscious as I think I am.

I'm supposed to be in my own house, but I also feel like I'm in a different place.

Tickling the nasal cavity smells like flowers I've never smelled.

Gently. And ho.

That smells like it.

The smell irritates my head and clears up my thoughts a little bit.

What jumped into thin, open view was the ceiling of our familiar omboro apartment with no poor development of strange ceilings and nothing changed.

I stretched my body gently and sat on the wall.

Put the towel kettle on your lap aside and exhale in a small way.

"Good morning. Oh," hello "in time.

"Either is fine. In the meantime, hi."

I make a big stretch and see a rear god sitting in the front seat.

Beautiful posture as always.............................. is that it?

Rub your eyes and see Leah God again.

"... my jersey?

Usually, Leah God has a great sense of clothing.

I objectively know what suits me, and I dress it beautifully.

There is a lot of clarity.

There were times when I was exposed to beautiful legs with shorts only once... unfortunately only that once.

Maybe I shouldn't have said "good, that," Pollo.

It would be disgusting if they normally told me.

Well, anyway, such taste is also God's rear God wearing my jersey.

Therefore, there is no choice but to doubt the sight in front of you.

But I don't care how many times I've tried rubbing it, it's not an illusion or anything...

"Eh...... There was a reason for this..."

"Why?"

"But before that. Sorry to borrow your jersey"

"No, about a jersey... fine."

"... after that, that and"

I dye my face red and feel uncomfortable with Rin, who suddenly has a bad tooth cut.

"And what?

"Ha, I also borrowed a towel..."

"Uh, you took a shower"

"Yes......"

I wish I'd come home for a shower or so.

Exactly, I don't know about taking a shower at a guy's house.

I wonder what it is.

I feel like I don't have a lot of water or a lot of water...

No, wait a minute......

I panic and see the face of the rear god.

Then he blushed even more and dropped his gaze on the floor.

Shit.

What is this reaction......

No way--

"Me... what's up?

The redness of Rin's face increases.

It's already bright red to my ears.

Get your back off the wall and I'll take the front seat.

An unpleasant hunch is past my head, and there's a fierce alarm noise in me.

All right, let's do everything we can to get grounded.

I put my hand on the floor to rub my head against the floor, but Rin stopped me right away.

"Yes, no... Showa is nothing, because I'm the bad one"

"... me, what have you done?

"It's okay...... Let me just say this."

Rin stares at me like he blames me.

"I think it's too early for unmarried men and women!

"Me, what did you really do?!?!?

I don't know about when I'm sleeping.

I've never even been pointed out for my poor sleeping minister.

I slept in a break-in on a school trip, and I didn't get that chance.

So, just in case, maybe you've come up with something.

It's possible that my instincts inside me have unconsciously sought it out.

Ha, seriously, me, what did you do?

No way. You're gonna make me change my clothes, something?

Just thinking about it brings up only two letters of "crime”.

The smartphone vibrated as she held her head, displaying a message from Kenichi.

"Let me stay again, and... well, good luck"

Earliest, definitive….

"Showa, okay?

"... Yes"

"I don't think you should" stroke your stomach. I can't do it again and again because I've fallen asleep. "

"Heh, tummy?

"Yes, you're hungry, aren't you?

The sense of impatience that was attacked until just now pulls off all at once.

"Good...... on my stomach"

"Not good!!

Rin looked uncomfortable with her cheeks swollen like angry.

"First of all, the act of letting an organism show his stomach and stroke him is, so to speak, a sign of surrender. It's evidence of obedience, isn't it?

"Oh, I know that... And what does that have to do with this?

"I'm not obedient! Oh, I don't like that, abnormal relationship."

"No, I, because I don't think at all that I subjugated you. It happened unconsciously in the first place. So you don't have to worry..."

"Showa-kun does. But the facts make it so. So I'm not convinced."

"Then what am I supposed to do..."

Sighs Rin, who is somewhat rampant.

Well, I know if it was the animal world......

"So let me also stroke Showa's. So for five minutes, Showa likes WIN-WIN."

"Er, I'm not sure at all... Well, if that convinces you..."

"Please"

Rin approaches me step by step like a cat.

I rolled my clothes so I could see my belly.

It's not a muscular body, and it's not like I'm hungry.

There's nothing notable about it. It's a non-interesting belly.

If this were the case, I should have worked out.

Rin, whose cheeks have been reddened, is observing my belly like that with interest.

When I get red like this, I get embarrassed this way.

However, there was a strange sense of disloyalty and tension on this occasion, even though it was an act of touching the belly.

"So... be prepared"

Rin reaches out in horror and touches my belly over and over again, stroking and poking.

My palpitations are so intense.

A few minutes later, Rin let go of his hand whether satisfied or not and somehow lowered his head with a pepper.

"Now, okay?

"Yes, it's not a big deal —— it's a reciprocity."

Was it your fault for calling it satisfactory?

I twist my head a little, I spin my thoughts.

Kenichi?

What did you plant this for?

Then I'm convinced of Leah God's outburst.

"Well, you are. From now on, ignore Kenichi's weird wisdom, right? 'Cause I only say extra things, that guy."

He tilted his neck and replied, "When you hold it in your heart," and laughed slightly.

"So, why the jersey?

"Actually..."

"Yeah."

"Home, I've been kicked out..."