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

The early morning air, which also passed the serving in the summer, seems to smell a sign of loneliness in the freshness.

The sun rose early, and the morning sun slipping in from the blurry and sumptuous sky lit Xiang Wa-kun as he entered the dim room and slept comfortably.

Outside, the dove rings with a low voice, "Bo," and it's morning. He seems to be rushing us to get up.

"I sleep a lot"

I stare at Showa's sleeping face.

I sleep with a calm look on my freshly adorable sleep.

The look on your sleeping face is unusual and doesn't seem very twisted.

"... a little different these days though"

I laughed all the time.

Showa has changed something lately.

You don't have to tell me. I'll have dinner, and I'll study.

I will also clean...... seems to be practicing cooking these days as well.

Will this also start on the last day of the summer vacation?

If that's the case, I'm glad I could push his back just a little bit.

But... I still don't know. I feel like I'm gonna miss having him...

And since that day, it looks like Kato and I have been doing some fucking...

But I'm somewhat predictable.

Periodic tests are close, too.

I don't ask directly, but I know you're working in the shadows.

But...

"You don't have to do it in the back... I want to do it with you too..."

I stroke Showa's head, put my hand on my forehead and gently poke my cheek.

More like asking him to sleep...

This is my self.

But the more I say, the more proof I'm so obsessed with it that I want to be sweet.

As soon as I was aware of that, my face was getting hot.

Fan your face with your hands, put your hands on your chest and take many deep breaths.

Phew.

Phew... you're getting a little calm.

I have to wake you up in time to go to school, but now I'd like to see a little more of this face.

I looked over at the room and it was my baggage scattered into my sight.

Watching that brings back to my mind what happened last night, and my heart is pounding.

I hugged the towel tightly and leaned against the wall.

"Where you're weak, you've shown it..."

Let's behave in style.

Let's be strong me.

Straighter than anyone, with me strong......

But that plating peeled off beautifully yesterday.

I've never leaked to anybody —— my weak voice.

My negative side I've been hiding.

Showa won't be surprised to hear that, and Ning Ro seemed to understand.

Maybe you were aware.

Showa-kun's words yesterday were authentic, not just consolation at the tip of his mouth.

And he wrapped me gently until I fell asleep so that I could feel safe when I was hurt by offering...

This......

If they do this--

"You don't want to be away from me."

If Showa wasn't asleep, he'd say, 'I'm gonna fall in love with you. Oh!' I feel like screaming.

He doesn't talk a lot.

Poor mouth, sarcastic...... really sweet everywhere.

He seems to be strong and lonely and looks best at avoiding people.

He denies he hates all sorts of things, but that's the flip of what he wants to like.

The opposite of liking is —— indifference.

I don't hate it or feel anything, 'none' emotions.

So I'm on my side until I feel it from him.

I don't hate it these days.

You can't think from me six months ago.

Really.

The more I know, the more I like it.

The more I know, the deeper I get.

I guess this is what you say about falling in love.

I used to look at romantic dramas and love poems and I didn't know what it meant.

I wonder why it's wrong.

I wonder why it's all about annoying.

Why, I wonder if we'll talk about it immediately.

...... I think I know now.

A person in fiction is desperate to reach out and try to accomplish love.

It doesn't work inside, and I feel depressed.

I wanted to touch him, I wanted to get close, I always wanted to be with him.

I can't help but get burned in love.

I put my hands up and touched his sleeping lips.

I know you shouldn't do that to him sleeping.

If you want to do that, you have to be prepared that your hands will stick there for heavenly punishment and you will not be able to return to the sense of being ignorant as before.

And yet, to be honest, I can't help but want to touch his lips.

"I hope you say you like it soon."

I squeezed his sleeping hand tight.