'Cause it feels like it and I sent it to the hotel properly'
"Right...... Didn't your sister just want a drink after all..."
"No, Yuji is starting to spiritualize evil. Even in town, I became a Buddha."
"He's not dead..."
Hangover, three hangovers and sticking my finger on the tatami, Chihiro sister, somehow only face up to appeal to survival.
But yesterday was really bad. It's too bad and my memory is a complete nothingness, but I only remember that it was terrible.
Or why am I a Hawaiian-like ring of flowers from my neck...... is that Ray? I'm guessing you're raising five Rays. Is it a new custom in Itoshima? A mystery.
"Oh, that Ray would have caught Yusuka earlier. He said it was after school."
"None...?
"'Even though I'm three days drunk - challenge how many rays I can put through my neck without waking you up'. I spent all five of my hands, gutted up, and went somewhere."
"That Pomeranian...... Will you give Nagano's specialty honeysuckle in a cosmetic package for my next souvenir?"
"Yuji loses people's minds sometimes, doesn't he? That's Hirosaki crying too."
I opened it because I thought it was an admirable costume, and the box was filled with white eels.
If you really do it, everyone cries. Even I probably cry.
"So, what about Mr. Mio?
"Because I was drinking something I couldn't drink. I guess I'll be at the hotel until about 10: 00, full of check-out time."
"That means it's time to get in touch..."
If you look at the smartphone, 10: 30 am is approaching. I don't remember what time I slept yesterday, but at least they should still be able to praise me for getting up early because the day was up.
♪ Pullllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll ♪
"Oh."
Rumor it, shadow. The incoming screen of the smartphone is labeled 'Early Maiden Mio'.
“Pi."
"Hello, Mio, good morning"
'Morning...... Matsumoto, are you okay? Alive?'
"You can't pass away with your beloved Mio, baby."
"Huh!?
"Sister, don't give me crap from the side. Please... Don't let Mr. Mio fool you, either. Your voice would be very different."
'Yeah, they looked so much like each other...?
"Yes?"
Is that what I sound like? I'm not sure it's me.
"Ha-ha-ha, because we have such a wide range of sound. If you're in the family, you can have a voice other than your grandfather."
What's that unwanted stunt?
"What's that unwanted stunt"
"You just came out with your mouth shut."
How do you know? That's the sisters.
"Well anyway. Mio said he drank a little too, how are you doing"
'That's okay. I don't have much appetite, though.'
"No, so is my health. I was worried I might have been treated as a suspicious person at the wrong hotel."
'They didn't!? What's wrong with that?
Mio seems to be the type of person whose memory flies when alcohol enters.
I don't remember trying to make an egg liquor the day after I caught a cold and I took an icky drink of sake and ran oddly.
"Mr. Mio, do you remember yesterday properly?
"Oh, I remember!? First, Yusuka and Heavenly God chose the cosmetics and you ate the pancakes."
"You remember it right"
"And Matsumoto tries to use magic with a dragon-wrapped demon sword"
"Forget it, Mr. Mio."
Or it wasn't yesterday, it was ten years ago. The statute of limitations. The statute of limitations.
"Chihiro invited me to go to the tavern and eat squid and all that"
"Chihiro."
Though I seem to have been able to break it down with Sister Chihiro after Yusuka. Mr. Mio, you were the type to get along so quickly with people.
"Matsumoto tried to propose to a high school sister I knew somewhere, but I couldn't fulfill it."
"Sister!?
"Omei-chi."
"It's so tight! Is it that much fun exposing people's elementary black history!?
"Sorry, super fun"
Is that the law?
These guys, it's time to get to know me better than Mr. Mio.
"Um, Matsumoto? Maybe it has nothing to do with the age difference in love, but I think you should stop being a minor...?
"I won't do it now. The chronology must be tiny in Mio."
Maybe the influence of alcohol remains after all. This is dangerous if we don't just rendezvous and paint our memories with something else.
"Mr. Mio, where are you now? I'll pick you up. Stay still."
"Uh, now Nine Universities Research Metropolitan Station? It's before. 'Cause there was something like a lounge.'
In front of that station, there is a shareous prefabricated cabin that serves as a bus waiting area and information center.
Rainy days and more are gathering students from Kyushu University to beat up the average deviation, but it's basically a leisurely space. You won't have to worry about heat stroke or anything for now.
Well, I'll be on my way.
"... and I have Yuji I'm telling you, but he's a corpse, so I can't move. So we're not going."
"Chihiro, are you okay?
They snatched my smartphone with a few gaps. At some point I'm going about the conversation on my own as I twirl the keys to the car I had in my hand.
"Hey, sis"
"I'll leave Miomi to your sister. You should get some more sleep. If she sees you with such a bright blue face, she'll make you fall in love for a hundred years.
"What Miomi... Why are we getting along like that overnight?"
"Oh, who could soon be my older sister-in-law? Is it bad for you to get along?
"It hasn't gone bad..."
Plus, Sister Chihiro leads her down the hallway to the front door.
"And even if you subtract blood ties or something, remember, Yuji.
There's nothing more scary than a woman who shared a secret. "
"I talked to you two a lot yesterday. I think I found out a little bit about Matsumoto."
"What do you mean, okay, Mr. Mio? Sister, you don't mean it's all my black history!?
"Come on, what do you think?"
"I don't know."
"Mr. Mio!?
"Let's just say one thing from us."
"Huh?"
"A little more, rely on the older. You're my brother."
"I don't know what that means! Hey!"
My cry was vain, and Sister Chihiro (Bakudan) walked out the front door under the light of August sky.