My Archangel

——This kid...what's the matter?

No, although it was true that I asked this sentence half a minute ago, but... I was staring at myself for so long just now with such a "underwriting" gaze... Why did I turn the topic back when I opened my mouth? ?

What I should say now...it shouldn't be this, right?

At this moment, although after listening to Qiao Wen's words, Vina had an inexplicable feeling in her heart as if something was blocked, but at the same time, she also felt a sense of relief.

Because she always felt that from the observation that Qiao Wen had just cast on her, there did not seem to be the kind of warm emotion that she wanted to see that made her head blank for a moment.

This kid probably... still doesn't feel that way about himself.

After realizing this, Vina was inexplicably tangled in her heart.

——I want to know...

——I'm about to separate...I really want to know how this kid thinks of himself...

——But, if the answer is not the answer I expected...what should I do?

In her mind, the chaotic and contradictory thoughts kept colliding, and Vina was tangled.

She also noticed that she had fallen into some strange horns now.

What I have to say is probably the kind of contradictory situation where I have already guessed that the result is bad, but still can't help but want to know the result.

"...Really, Al and them, are they... friends?"

At the same time, when the thoughts in her mind were chaotically flying, the corners of Vina's lips in reality also moved slightly, responding to Qiao Wen with a half-beat slow Sanskrit tone.

'This witch, obviously seemed so strong half a minute ago, but now she is so slow that she doesn't even care about the questions she asked...?'

On the other side, looking at the somewhat sluggish expression on Vina's face, Qiao Wen remained silent and did not speak, but frowned slightly.

Because he had roughly guessed why the witch-sama in front of him had suddenly become so long.

Now, she probably felt entangled and shaken by the sight of her just now.

——Although I like Venus who is kind and gentle to me now, there is no such kind of like.

This is Qiao Wen's current real thoughts.

Moreover, he is also very clear that this kind of thing that is easy to be confused once entangled, whether for Vina or for himself, needs to be clear as soon as possible.

A little flustered.

Ever since he was knifed in his previous life and came here again, Qiao Wen has always stayed away from this kind of emotions related to the opposite sex...

Now he really wants to directly explain his thoughts to the witch-sama who is destined to waste time.

However, for some reason, I always feel unable to speak.

Now, Qiao Wen didn't know why he hesitated.

'I was worried after making it clear... This witch-sama felt that she was insulted, and then became angry, and knocked me off on the spot like the woman in her previous life?'

Thinking about the reason for his hesitation, Qiao Wen subconsciously came up with such a conclusion.

But soon, the moment this idea came to mind, Qiao Wen rejected it.

He was convinced that this was not the reason.

By now, through all the things that have happened in the past few days, Qiao Wen has almost been able to be sure that even if he clarified the matter here, this Venus has a high probability of not hurting himself.

For such an adult witch who was once at the door of the warehouse and hid back in the bedroom to escape reality by a single question by herself, Qiao Wen could even predict that if he made it clear by himself, Vina would probably also. Like the last time, he disappeared in front of him in a hurry, and then hid in the bedroom to shut himself down.

Maybe if the shock was a little bit bigger, he would drink a little more alcohol, or even break the whole person...

'...'

Thinking of this, with the revelation of Vina's drunkenness in his mind, whether it was his behavior, reaction, or the tone of speech, he was full of helplessness, and Qiao Wen felt a little dull in his chest inexplicably.

'It's a bit uncomfortable, it's impossible... I just don't want to see her like that subconsciously, so now I hesitate to have a direct showdown with her?'

Sensibly aware of his own strangeness, Qiao Wen's eyes widened slightly, and he also vaguely realized what:'Wait?If you look at it from this perspective, then I don’t just use her as a good tool sister... but also because I care about her, so I hesitate?'

'However, I seemed to take the initiative to tell her yesterday that I should find a time to tell her what I really think... and now that I hide everything from her, I always feel that the guilt in my heart is getting stronger and stronger. ...'

After realizing the reason for his hesitation, the look on Qiao Wen's face suddenly became a little tangled.

——If this is the case, then don't take the initiative to tell her what you really think, and let her like where she is. This is also for her good.

But at this moment, when Qiao Wen realized the reason for his hesitation, he, who originally hated such troubles... actually had such a withdrawal idea in his mind.

——Anyway, this witch-sama didn’t ask herself to take the initiative to show her intentions. There is no need for her to refuse her so actively, keep her new outfit, and use her as a good tool to get along with her sister. ?

In this way, he would neither dig his own grave, nor deceive her, and would not create a psychological burden... how good.

——You know, real things are not always beautiful, and there are some things that don’t turn back after confession.

——Just like now, this kind of fairly good relationship between the two parties, once the words are clarified, it is almost gone.

——Yes, if you don’t want the witch-sama, who seems to be in a good state of mind, to experience a "broken relationship" and then autistic, it is best not to say anything now.

——This is also for her good.

I don’t know if it’s because of human’s innate procrastination and inferior roots. At this moment, after the idea of ​​“taking a step back, it’s all for her good” came to Qiao Wen’s mind, it quickly took root. , Spread at an alarming rate.

In the end, it was as if he wanted to completely occupy his brain.

Qiao Wen suddenly remembered that in the world he used to live in, he seemed to occasionally encounter guys who liked to put the phrase "this is also for your good" on his lips.

'But it is true that there is one thing to say. Even if she is aware of her thoughts, I shouldn’t tell her directly before she speaks. This will probably cause a considerable blow to her... But if she I haven't spoken yet. Am I just enjoying her kindness while hanging her like this?Then I will become the scum of those who obviously don't like it and keep the spare tire... Is it possible that it is for her good?'

At this moment, although there is something wrong, Qiao Wen himself has already judged that the most sensible choice now is to play stupid.

——Don't take the initiative to refuse Vina, drag it on, it's for her good.

Although this witch-sama is usually very strong, ordinary girls still have something to do with this kind of thing.

As long as I think about it, I can continue to maintain this comfortable state for a long time.

"...However, I refuse."

But in the next moment, with such a slight whisper, it leaked out of Qiao Wen's mouth uncontrollably, and his thoughts of "Don't actively reject Vina, it's for her good" in his mind were also swept away by him. And empty.

"Sister Vina, I'm doing this for your own good, so I'll just say it straight."

Immediately, opening his mouth again, Qiao Wen looked at the witch-sama who was trembling visibly after hearing her own voice, and said word by word without hesitation: "I don't like you, no matter it is in the past , Still don’t like it now."