Himekishi to Camping Car

A camper at dusk, the Hexatama Japanese-style Room with no direct contact.

Sophia and Tia, they went in and played video games.

The LCD screen is old but flavorful, and the characters in the dot painting compete like an athletic event for an obstacle race or breaking a dull ball.

"Naoto, what does it mean to turn down my invitation so much and put it down and work elsewhere?

Tia says dissatisfied. Sophia, who heard about it, can be jerked off with her eyes.

"You, what have you been looking at Naoto?"

"Why not?"

"Making something for kids doesn't go into 'working' in Naoto"

"Ugh..."

"No?"

"Well, that may be..."

Tia whose words become butt shrinks.

Naoto is not here right now, and he's going to the palace to meet various people in an effort to build a camper for Nayuta.

Tier that gives you the cliché of a straight person who never wants to work, but Sophia, who has a longer relationship with a straight person, is the form that made it happen.

Silence flows, the game goes on, and it ends.

"Hey, what are you talking about?

"Can you read, this letter?"

"Naoto taught me!

Throw away the controller on top of the other one.

"I don't do it anymore, it's over"

And as I dive into this one, I fall asleep on the tatami.

Sophia took it, put the controller down, and tried to get it straight.

I tried, but I couldn't do it at all.

I had nothing to do.

It's important to do nothing to straighten things out. The two of us have nothing to do with it right now.

Two things that seem the same and are dramatically different.

The two of them were having some free time.

"Oh, already! Boring!"

Tia woke up pussy and Sophia got up slowly too.

"Nothing? I think I can spare some time."

"Um, oh, yeah. I kept this from Naoto."

That's what Sophia said and took out three bags.

Palm-sized wipe bags in three colors: red, yellow, and blue.

"What's that?"

"When I had nothing to do, I told him to empty the red, yellow and blue."

"Heh, then try to vacate it. Red first."

"Okay."

Sophia nodded, emptying the red wipes bag.

There's a four-fold note inside, and when it opens, it's got a camper's view.

"You have a star on you."

"Which... kitchen?"

Sophia got up and went to the kitchen.

I came back with what I had for a while and put it on top of this one.

"What's that?"

"It's like a pumpkin, but it's creepy inside"

"It's true, and it's on your face."

The two stare at it wonderfully.

They don't know Jack-o-Lantern, the halloween icon of the big fall event.

"What will we do with this"

"Shit, there's a candle in there."

"Mmm, it's true"

"Candles...... maybe turn off the lights and turn on the candles"

"Maybe, let's try"

Sophia turned off the lights and lit the candle with her own flame.

In the darkening car, Bois, and a glowing pumpkin lantern.

Warm light. The haunted look of pumpkins that change subtly in the shadows whenever the flames shake.

……

……

The two were relieved. Sophia stared blurry, and Tia put her head over the other one.

The silence flows, the leisure time passes.

A candle flame with a healing effect created synergy with a pumpkin lantern and drove the two women into the dust.

As such, the two seemed calm.

"Gururururu"

The sound sounds. A belly bug roared loudly ruining the air altogether.

"Hey, you again"

"Ugh, you're so loud. I'm hungry, so you can't help it."

"This is why the Belly Demon God..."

"I can't help it because it's a physiological phenomenon -"

Sophia to blame, Tia to excuse.

The two simultaneously grabbed their mouths and gathered their gaze in the wipe bag.

Staring is the second, yellow bag that Naoto said.

And they both thought at the same time.

Then he nodded at each other, opened the wipes bag, and took out the fourfold paper.

Now the painting was painted. In a microwave picture, three fingers pointed to the start button.

"Range?"

Now Tia stood up and went to the kitchen. Looking inside the microwave, it does seem to have something in it.

"What are you going to do with this?

"Maybe it means push me three times."

"I see. Then I'll push."

"Oh."

As Sophia nodded, Tia pressed the button three times that said START.

The microwave makes noise and moves out. So Tia came back to the living room with something warmed up.

"What's that?

"Sounds like croquettes."

"Croquet...... hey, this is pumpkin"

Says Sophia, who took a bite.

"Pumpkin?"

That's what Tia said, and I still saw a pumpkin lantern with candle flames flickering.

"You mean eat while you look at this. It looks like Naoto."

"But this is good. Unlike regular croquettes, I like a little sweetness."

"Heh... it's true"

They cheek the croquette that Naoto made and left behind. The croquette that was full of plates was quickly flattened.

"Phew, I'm full"

"That's Naoto, I can't believe it makes you delicious on top of what you can enjoy"

"Hey, don't you think this looks like Naoto?

"Is it like this pumpkin haunt? No, Naoto's a better man."

"Uh, here's the thing. You mean you're this pompous, or you're boyish. Here's the thing, Naoto."

"It's not in the boulder"

Sophia and Tia, the two after dinner, have started criticizing straight people who aren't here.

A princess knight and a demon god, two with great titles, but it was the Girls Talk itself that was making it after dinner.

When the story came to a paragraph, the two also gathered their gaze on the wipes bag.

One last thing left, a blue bag.

"Hey, are you in trouble right now?

"No, I'm not in trouble."

"Right, I'm not in trouble either"

"... you want to open it?

"Let's open it"

The two nodded at each other.

Until now, it has taken the form of being attacked by a straight man.

All the bags I was told to open when I was in trouble were worthy of the situation at that time. Especially the second bag, etc., is a bit annoying because it hits too well.

So here's what you two thought, opening it up when you're not in trouble, trying to make me take it off the other way.

Sophia reached out, opened the wipe bag, and took away the fourfold paper.

Stare at each other again, nod at each other, then open the paper.

It was still a painting this time, and a painting written in more detail than the previous two.

Written is where Mimi, a lovely half-elf girl, stands beside the kitchen, smiles innocently and offers a plate.

At a glance, it's a picture of me cleaning up after dinner.

The two of them saw it, their gaze sliding sideways at the same time, and they looked at the plate that remained on top of this one.

Until just now there was a croquette. The plates are empty. But the croquette oil and clothes cushion remain stuck and look dry.

Picturesque favorite girl.

Two adults leaving dishes in real life.

The two of them became ill-defined.

"Totally...... you naoto"

"Let's clean it up"

"I'll take care of that."

"What, you won't?

"I'll clear the room"

Sophia stood up and looked around the room.

A day without a direct person, the room was pretty messed up by two relaxed people.

Sophia was remembering when.

A straight man who welcomed himself home from work.

"Let's clean the room and entertain Naoto"

"You surprise me."

"Hospitality."

"I'm with you both."

Tia went towards the kitchen with a plate and Sophia cleared the room.

- But.

Thus, by the time Naoto got home, the inside of the car was more messed up.