A bus arrived in front of the station.
The two of us catch the train that came.
The visitors stopped talking a word.
When I approached Kitaichikura Station.
When I laughed, the commute finally dazzled my mouth.
"Exactly. You're a member of the Department of Cultural and Human Studies."
"Huh?"
I blinked at unexpected words. [M]
The visit left a good smile on people's faces, but they began to feel shattered somewhere.
"Okiya, you're looking at people very closely."
"Really? That's not true..."
But you've seen me through.
I saw it through. And nothing like that.
I was just wondering if my visit was too much for me.
He is desperately wearing a mask to be liked by everyone.
Treat everyone equally so they don't hate you and don't hate you.
If she's a beauty in all directions, she can't help but give a woman a nasty face when she slaps her pussy.
That's why he asked me to come home with him. [M]
"Are you afraid people will hate you?
I asked that question.
There is no power from the shoulders of the visitors.
It seemed easier not to look at the original arrival.
"Not like that...... hey Okaya-kun, do you have time?
"Coming up?"
"Yeah. Won't you come to us? I might want to do something about it."
Women's house.
Besides, I was invited to the house of Mia Kazuki, a super beautiful woman.
This is nothing like a dream from a virgin boy.
Rather, it is too unrealistic to deal with.
"Uh..."
"Hopefully it's not annoying..."
The eyes of the visitor who looked up at me included a plea.
It would be a good thing if she came from a place where she was supposed to be a good girl.
"It's not annoying. No school tomorrow."
What are you talking about?
Now you can stay. And it's like I'm saying.
Idiot. I can't afford it too much.
But the visitor laughed without noticing my failure.
"Good. Then it's settled."
The train just got to Mikura Station.
Go down to the station platform and climb the stairs.
Somewhere the footsteps of the visit seemed lighter.
The visiting house was taken from the station.
The top floor of the tower apartment just built this year.
Autolock, as it should be.
I can't even move the elevator without using the keys.
"Go ahead."
I pulled a stubborn door and the commute guided me home.
"Mother! Friend, I brought you"
"Mother!?
Virgin boy, even here is faulty.
The unsolicited thought that equals parents inviting boys home are absent.
"Welcome back. Oh, hello"
The visiting mother was beautiful again.
Actually, I'd be up there more, but I don't doubt if they tell me I'm in my twenties.
She had long chestnut hair, just like her daughter.
He wears a white shirt and a tight skirt when he says it's home.
"Hi, I'm Akira Okaya and I take care of you in the same department activity"
Head up, I say hello.
"Sorry for the sudden visit"
"Oh, be polite... I can't do this, please"
When I took off my shoes, I took the guide to the living room. [M]
"Please sit down. Because I have to go right away."
I was dressed for work.
"Where are you going?
"It's a meeting with a client... I was actually planning on doing it during the day"
My mother and child prepared me drinks and snack treats while we had that conversation.
"Take your time."
When I gently swept my hand, my visiting mother went out.
The living room has about twenty tatami tatami and is cleaned up.
Large TV and large windows.
The white walls were covered with paintings with geometric patterns.
"What does your mother do?
"Architectural work"
I pinched the snack treat and the visitor answered.
"What about your father?
"President of the Design Office. I met her at art college and got married just like that. Recently, your father took an independent look at the office..."
"What about the brothers?
"Okaya-kun, just asking questions"
"Sorry."
It's all right. And the commute gave him a prankster smile.
"I have one brother. I'm a college student. I live alone in Tokyo."
"I see..."
"What is enough?
"No, it's a nice family, like I painted it"
"Take it as a compliment."
Exactly. That was a compliment.
It was more of a visit that invited me to the house.
He said there was none.
Somehow I guessed the contents.
"So, what do you mean, no...?
"Oh, yeah......"
When I drank my drink, I saw me with a serious look on my face.
"Will you be friends with me?
"I'm going to be..."
"That's not what I meant, I mean friends who don't have to try to hate me..."
"That's what I meant, we became friends"
The original face of the visitor I showed you on the train.
An ordinary high school girl who says everything she can without worrying about the complexion of her opponent.
"Yes, thank you"
He seemed really happy.
The visitor disappeared into the hallway when he stood up.
Did you even go to the bathroom?
Coming back after a while, the visitor was dressed.
Hoodie on t-shirt. It's a rough outfit called jeans.
I've only seen them in uniform, so they taste fresh.
"I didn't get distracted... I'm glad I finally found someone I could get distracted from"
The visitor sat back in his chair with a relaxed expression.
Pinch the snack treat and put it in your mouth.
And I licked my index finger perky. Erotic.
"Are you scared after all? They hate me."
"Hmmm...... kinda different from that......"
Then the commute took care of my past.