When I finished placing the furniture the whole way, the promised time was running out.
10: 27 p.m. Three minutes before the meeting.
Soon Ayako was gone and they headed to the park first.
The two women of different worlds were on the floor.
I gently unlock the front door so I don't wake Angelica and the others.
I can't help my hand holding the knob. It's like my whole body's gone lead.
- I wonder if I'm going to die.
As for mood, he is a swordsman heading to the place of fulfillment.
It's not a human mood to meet a seventeen-year-old girl intimately in the very middle of the night.
Well, if it's a combination, we can win for sure, but Ayako has some inexperienceable force.
It may combine weak magic (debuffs) and a woman's passion to cleverly force her into it.
Or they could be offended.
A man is going to tell his female opponent what he's worried about, but what he's afraid of is scary.
What scares me the most, because I prefer to look like one, I risk being relieved of my emotions and being dropped.
"You suck. Me...?
I keep moving my legs, wondering if I can do that myself.
Continue straight down the hallway and head down the stairs at the stake fast.
This apartment is also equipped with an elevator for once, but I dared to choose to walk. I thought if I didn't get used to my legs beforehand, I might be late on the start dash when I ran away.
Even so.
Everything escapes but wins.
Unlike endless monsters if you hit them, there is no end to the task of deceiving a girl. Besides, if you can't be too good at it, now you can flag it and be her candidate.
It is a trap named Relationships between Men and Women, which I have tasted many times in different worlds. Pitfalls filled with honey at the bottom. If it falls, the last thing I'm waiting for is a noon drag.
So if in a discussion with Ayako, if it turns out to be a demonic air - he says he wants to poop and he's going to run to the bathroom with all his might.
That already runs.
Run, run, run, run.
This is all I have left.
It's so pathetic, but I can't think of any other means of taking evasive action while breaking the atmosphere.
"... go"
I set myself up for backwards, and I went outside the apartment.
Thousands of stars blink overhead, while still displaying the flash of the media.
... the media.
No, me, if the weekly magazine was watching me or something, it would be over...?
realizing the seriousness of the matter, and rushing into cover-up magic.
There are a lot of talents these days who engage with underage girls to blow themselves up, so there's no harm in being vigilant.
Totally. Teenage girls are a pain in the ass in many ways. But you're cute.
I mean, I used to like Alasser, but those guys are teaching me to distort my sexuality. Me?
I arrived at the park while I regretted my inner life, which had changed.
I wonder where you are...... I looked left and right and saw the girl sitting still on the bench next to the bathroom.
It's Ayako.
Quiet as a figurine, the girl in question was there.
My legs are closed tightly and my fists are resting on both knees. The street lights were just creating a deep shade in the top-down face, creating an indescribable negative aura.
That is a goodbye, or a face before you report a pregnancy. Why can I make this look when I don't even date her and I don't remember getting her pregnant?
"... did I make you wait"
Speak up, trying to sound as casual as possible.
Ayako slowly looked up and replied, "I just got here too". It was a nose.
He was crying. So it's the worst finish.
I sat next to Ayako to her right with plenty of guilt. Discussion with the woman you made me cry. It is hell.
"There's something you want to talk about, isn't there?
I'm going to make a kind voice and talk to him, which seems like he could even be on a children's show right now.
Ayako's reply was "snort as you snort".
"And let's just wait till we settle down? What? Ayako doesn't seem to be in a good position to talk right now..."
Attack magic that has reached the realm of natural disasters, a high level of status that makes even everyday life difficult, and a host of cheesy skills.
As you can see, such things are rendered powerless by one woman's tear.
What a sad creature is a man?
When you observe Ayako with a proper side-eye, you can see her covering her face with both hands.
... If a brunette girl is doing it in the middle of the night, wouldn't she be mistaken for a ghost?
Because of my concern for the public, Ayako decided to do some cover-up magic, too.
"Maybe I'm misunderstanding you about Ange, but we had a physical relationship."
"... I have increased my culinary repertoire since my middleman picked me up..."
"Huh?"
Ayako seems to have something to say.
It's hard to hear because of the mixing of shan and sniffing sounds, but I decided to keep my ears shut.
"... Neutron seems to prefer elaborate Japanese food, so I learned how to make the simmer... I can also make the simmer of the fish... Neutron thought I would be happy... Miso soup also, when I was at home, I used instant stock, but after I came over here, I tried to get the stock out of the simmer properly"
"Oh, wow, that's delicious, that's really helpful."
"... if I was cooking delicious rice, I believed that one day Mr. Neutral would like me too... But it was no use, was it?... Mr. Neutral prefers Angelica, who has never even held a knife properly..."
It is as if he betrayed his chaste wife and was a pawnbroker who raises a fever on the woman of an outsider pub.
Ayako, who wasn't supposed to be my wife or anything, had me feeling a huge loss.
"... I much prefer Mr. Neutral to Mr. Angelica...? If you mean Mr. Neutral, you know everything...? And yet you won't pick me...?
"Anything?
I felt something disturbing, but I heard it reflexively.
Of course it was a better question not to ask, but it's a later festival.
"... Mr. Neutral was born on July 1, 1985, type O of Krabs... Scorpio and type A, it goes well with me....... He is just one hundred and seventy centimeters tall and weighs sixty-eight kilograms. With the BMI index, it's 23 and 53. It's a little tiny on the numbers, but it's actually a muscular athlete body shape, isn't it... Subjects I was good at as a student are math and physical education...... I think it's okay to look like a boy...... I'm sure I imagine that if I had a baby between me and an athletic tone-deaf in literature, I might fit into just the right abilities...... I like salty flavoring and tea is hot. I don't drink alcohol physically, but I like booze snacks. I like seafood dishes. Although the reading trend is biased toward Heisei history, they often bought reasoning novels together, so what they really like is the oh so genre...? I found myself in the library by the time I got to know Mr. Neutral, and I've been sneaking around observing him from afar, but I've borrowed a lot of French reasoning novels, haven't I? I think it's good taste...... I like books like that too...... I was borrowing the same book and sniffing and licking pages right after Neutral returned it to the library...... I thought Neutral had been reading this just now...... it was a sensual novel for me...... I was starting to feel kind of weird as I was reading it...... alone and I did...... Speaking of which, I just remembered that Mr. Neutral masturbates at a rate of twice a week, right? I looked it up online, and as a man in his early thirties, he seems to be going in a little less, but maybe he's living with us, so you're putting up with him? If you'd told me, I'd help you, but why wouldn't you speak to me? I know everything about Mr. Neutral's privacy and physical condition, and I like it on top of that, why won't you use it? Or are you letting Mr. Angelica handle that? Are you two going to the hotel regularly? When I thought about it, I was going crazy, and I couldn't forgive it, and I wanted to die, and I still am."
"Okay, I need you to calm down"
Foreword withdrawn. This is not a chaste wife, but a chaste stalker.
Don't you think I'm gonna get stabbed?
When I was in good shape, Ayako brought it to me with her ghostly behavior.
It's my first experience of being close to a beautiful girl but not feeling alive.
"... did you bring me that properly?
"Is that it?"
"... it's rubber"
"Then I'll still put it in my pocket..."
"... good. I was wondering what I would do if they refused."
Ayako smiling as she says is beautiful by the time she is spectacular.
Is it also a special colored incense, only for those who are about to break?
"... Mr. Neutral is not bad... it's all Mr. Neutral's fault..."
Ayako's right hand is stubbornly stroking my left leg.
"... I should have squeezed it early before Angelica took it..."
"Oh, Ayako, what brings me here today"
- I found it.
Did you find it?
Time only stops for a moment in a dialogue that is not engaged at all with the exchange between front and rear.
It is definitely Ayako's voice, but I also felt the quality of the emotions in the cage was different.
Well, what are you going to do?
If you look into Ayako's face suspiciously, she's apparently surprised over there as well. I open my eyes tightly and am stiff.
"I just found it..."
"It's not me."
He shakes his head to the side.
Ayako has no idea, Ayako's voice.
- Hello.
Follow a hunch that ran around the back of your brain and raise your face.
Then I saw a girl in uniform standing right in front of us.
He is weaving his coat on top, sticking his right hand in the student bag and doing gossip. They're trying to take something out.
Age is mid to late teens. He's about a hundred and sixty tall, and his forehead is long enough to cover his eyes. But her face is neat and she's funny like a colorful literary girl.
"Ayako...?
That's right.
Another Ayako stood in front of him, who would still normally live in the Otaki family.