I Shaved. Then I Brought a High School Girl Home.

"It's really small."

"I'm not saying you don't care."

"No, I think it's a room that's smaller than Mr. Goto can imagine."

"Good, good"

After eating, I arrived by train to the nearest station.

When I left the ticket gate, I felt a sudden increase in tension. Feeling cool around the stomach. I also found that my heart rate was getting faster.

"Oh, there's a cinema!"

"Oh ... it's been a long time."

"Do you go often?"

"No, not much"

"Hmmm ... I don't go there even if I'm nearby."

"Do you like movies?"

"No, not really"

"Oh really……"

So what was the flow of the current series? I was overreacting to the movie theater, so I wondered if I really like movies like Mishima.

Goto was following me while looking around the station. He immediately looked at a convenience store a little away.

"Oh, by the way, how was the child in that Yoshida-kun's house eating today? Is he hungry?"

"Ah, no way……"

I shook my head, the left hand in the shape of a cat's hand, and the right hand in a knife shape.

"I'm cooking him. I think I'm probably making something right today."

With that said, Mr. Goto nodded with an elaborate expression and looked at me sideways.

"... Is your wife proud?"

"Che is different!"

"Ah, a joke."

Goto laughed with a smile and stepped toward the convenience store.

"Do you buy something?"

"I have to buy souvenirs."

"No, I don't need it ..."

"It's not Yoshida who decides that."

Mr. Goto enters the convenience store while shaking his shoulders. I can't imagine Sayu rejoicing for a souvenir from Goto. On the other hand, it was easier to imagine a smiley look and a glance at me.

After entering the convenience store late, Mr. Goto was looking at the shelves in front of the sweets counter. Without looking at me, Mr. Goto asks.

"Do you like that sweet thing?"

"... I don't think I hate it."

I remember eating the pudding I bought and returned. If you don't like sweets, you probably won't eat pudding.

"Well, I'd be pleased if I went to buy something like cream."

"Well ..."

"Or is ice better?"

"I wonder"

Goto suddenly glanced at me. Suddenly, my eyes meet and I'm a little nervous.

"I don't know anything about the child."

Mr. Goto smiled and said so much like nothing.

"So, eclairs, ice cream, snacks and so on! I guess I'll buy a lot. I'll win if I hit one.

"Even if you don't buy so much ..."

"No, I don't want to bother you, so you'll have to take some nice souvenirs."

Mr. Goto said happily and put sweets and sweets one after another in the basket he had.

He didn't seem to hear my opinion from the beginning. No, or.

Goto-san's words came to my mind the last time.

"I don't know anything"

It may have been determined that it was not helpful at all.

If you think about it, what do you like and what you dislike? I don't know much about that.

"Don't you buy anything?"

Goto-san calls me out and gets surprised. She noticed and stood next to her. There are many products in the basket.

"Oh, oh ... I wonder if I should buy coffee."

I nodded to cheat on my thoughts, and I turned to the beverage department. If you pick up a coffee drink with milk and sugar in your hand, Mr. Goto can snatch it from the side.

"What is it?"

"I'm sorry"

"No, it's good, that's it."

After interrupting my words, Goto-san approached me face-to-face. With the rapid change in physical distance, I couldn't pass on two phrases.

"Thanks for that, thanks.

"Oh, yes……"

Ms. Goto shook his head in small increments and smiled and walked to the cash register.

Looking at his back, he sighed naturally.

Really, someone who doesn't think about this pace at all.

After shopping, I walked slowly down the road to my house.

Goto walks quickly, but Mr. Goto wears heels. If you do not match her stride, you will be tired.

It was strangely fresh to see me walking on the street where I usually walk alone with two people, and the sound of Goto's squealing squealing on the road at night.

"Hey, what's your name?"

Goto suddenly opened his mouth.

"e?"

"The child's name. What do you say?"

"Ah……"

That would be Sayu.

I was hesitant about arbitrarily giving my name, but I would ask myself later if I didn't say it here.

"I'm Sayuu."

"Sayu-chan. It sounds good."

Goto nodded and broke her lips. Then he asked me without hesitation.

"And your last name?"

"What was your surname? ... I felt like I glanced at my student ID card, but I didn't care much."

When I answered, Mr. Goto suddenly blew out.

Looking at her, thinking of something, she was looking at her with a face that seemed to be a little bit crazy.

"A child who has been around for a long time but doesn't know his or her surname. Sometimes it's strange."

I told Goto-san that I couldn't answer anything.

I was completely stuck.

During a series of conversations at a family restaurant. I lied to Mr. Goto only about his relationship with Sayu. However, she was very careful not to swim her eyes, and she did not pursue herself, so she assumed herself that she was leaving behind.

However, it is likely that such a sting was a serious suspicion.

Looking at Mr. Goto in his sideways glance, she was still a little sullen and she was still heeling.

Asked, I didn't seem to pursue my lack of knowledge of Sayu's surname.

I always smile with a generous smile and I don't know what I'm thinking. That mystery was her attraction, but now it's very eerie to my eyes.

"... Is it okay to wait a bit?"

"Hmm? Why?"

When I turned the key in front of the room, suddenly a timid blew.

"No, I thought I didn't clean my room"

"Huh? Wasn't Sayu doing the housework?"

"No, well, yes, but maybe there's still somewhere to clean up."

"I'm bad at birth, Yoshida."

Smiling with a smile, Goto put his hand on the doorknob. As he hurriedly held down the door, Mr. Goto affixed a deliberate smile on his face. It is already smiling. Then, grab the doorknob with both hands and pry open. Unexpectedly, I was holding the door with one hand and lost my power. The entrance opened with great speed, and when I looked inside, Sayu, who opened her mouth, stood in the corridor. After seeing me and Mr. Goto alternately, Sayu silently tilted her head.

"That, right now ..."

When I said that, Sayu finally smiled and exhaled.

"Welcome back……"

Looking sideways, only Goto was smiling happily.

"Good evening, Sayu-chan. It's Goto."

Goto looked at Sayu and said so, and lifted the plastic bag in one hand.

"Are you going to eat snacks anyway?"

Sayuu smiled vaguely and looked at me.

See, that's why I thought it would happen.

Sayu's expression was almost the same as I imagined.

Goto looked sideways at me as she followed her eyes and smiled with a smile.

"How long should I stand here?"

"Oh, sorry! Please, please ..."

I passed her through the front door with a vague expression, like Sayu, and closed the door of the house.

Feel the cold sweat flowing down your back.

After this, I desperately imagined what Mr. Goto would say to Sayu, but I couldn't imagine anything with my head.

"Do you like sweets?"

"Oh, I like ..."

As usual, Goto-san, smiling at her own pace, and Sayu, who was shouting and whispering, looked from behind, and sighed naturally.