Well, here we are, the day of the trip. The weather is fine, and this is the beauty of a clear sky.
Maria is supposed to drive to the destination, and the driver is Maria. Now that I'm ready, I'm just going out to wait for you. I was told that I was waiting for my mothers to come out of the sky.
"Ahh, you know!
"Hmm?
My neighbor, Kikumizu, is one of today's travel members. Hair is conditioned more than ever to get away, but the under-eye circle is still alive. Mr. Kikusui's outfit is a long t-shirt and jeans. Healthy clothing, clothing that seems easy to move and can give an active image, but it looks very unhealthy when worn by this person.... Besides, this pleasant weather doesn't suit me terribly.
... because imaginatively, in a room with the lights off, he makes me feel like I was watching TV with a bow around the futon.
"Oh, thank you. Good morning, Kikumizu-san."
"Ho-ho, thank you for inviting me today."
"No, please don't worry, you always split the hem. My mother will be out in a little while."
"Hahaha! Yes! I understand."
You may think you can talk normally, but there is no line of sight during this conversation.... it seems good to get used to it. I thought about that, and when I looked at Kikumizu-san, Kikumizu-san gradually became nervous.
"Become, was there anything strange about it?!
Kikusui-san starts checking his clothes for anything strange.
There's nothing strange about it... if you dare say so, it's strange behavior, but let's think of it as individuality.
That's what happens to strange men staring at women without saying anything right now...
That's not nice, that's not nice...
"No, there's nothing funny about it. But I saw it a little bit because I dressed differently today."
I didn't lie. I was observing... rather than seeing it. Besides, it was always fresh because he always wore jerseys both up and down. Well, Kikumizu-san himself is far from saying it's fresh...
In other words, it feels like the freshness is dropping and it feels tired.
When Kikumizu-san heard my words, he began to take out his phone and manipulate it with fierce momentum, as if he had noticed.
"Ah, what are you doing?
Asked with a little surprise at the too abrupt behavior, Kikumizu-san raised his head and looked sorry.
"I'm sorry, but I think I can use it in my novel because my chest is twitching right now....."
"Uhhh, are you going to use it for your current novel?
"I don't know when to use it, but I thought words like that would drag women into the darkness of love...."
Dragging into the darkness... what a noisy gesture. I'm not thinking that bad!
"The woman who said that goes to ruin herself like a moth lured by a flame of darkness....."
Bad... even worse.
"Now I'm asking for a bottle with a taste different from what I'm writing....."
"What you're writing right now is what you taught me the other day, right? Are you going to write something different?
"Yes, but I'm afraid I've been asked for one short story... I was worried about what to do, but now I'm inspired."
"Hey, can I ask you something?
"It's okay, but it's okay. It looks like it was given to me by Mr. Kushino."
"Did you just say you got it from me?
"Yes... this time he wants to write about a woman who will serve a beautiful boy..."
Let me give you a minute... But Kikusui-san keeps talking because he couldn't hear my voice.
"The beautiful boy makes a lot of contributions by saying sweet words to the hero woman... I realize that the woman is deceived inside... but I still can't get away from that beautiful boy. I thought about him like that."
............ I'm not the model! I didn't lie to you! But somehow it's gonna be a bad end... and I'm gonna be okay, right?
"Is that... you're already thinking about the end?
"Ketsuk, is this the end? No, I haven't decided yet... but I was wondering if it would be okay if I scratched the blade..."
Isn't it strange? I'm getting a bit cloudy in this nice weather...
I hope you can avoid the end... Well, somehow! It doesn't apply to me.
After that, Maria and her mother came out of the house, finished greeting Mr. Kikusui and got into the car.
The car had been at home for a long time, but I remembered that Maria said she had changed it a little, so I asked where she had changed it.
"What's changed?
"You said you changed something before, didn't you?
"Even if I say yes, it's just a little bit... The last time I changed it was glass."
Glass?
"Bulletproof Glass Changed"
"... for what?
"Of course I'm aiming... to be careful of theft"
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Silence runs between me and Maria. In the car, it is important for the mother to be careful. Mr. Kikumizu is murmuring about bulletproof and sniping while operating his phone.
Such a car took us on a trip.