My Reality is a Romance Game

However, was there a restaurant that was open during the night? When I was thinking about that, Kusora walked alone and pointed to a convenience store.

"I want to eat that."

"Huh?… At a convenience store?"

When I asked her with an outrageous expression, Kuzora answered as if she was stunned.

"Uncle, is that a gag?"

"Well, no way!"

If it's a gag, grab my neck with a face that can't be free. Then, Kusora squints at me, closing her eyes halfway and narrowing her eyes. There is a lot of cuteness that cannot be described in words. Looking at just this moment, it is. Only at this moment.

If you make a difference for a moment, what is waiting behind this cuteness is a declaration of death. For the moment, I boldly pushed the back of Kusora into the convenience store.

"If you want to eat, get in."

Kusuka looked back at me while her back was pushed, but entered the convenience store without any unusual reaction.

"Welcome."

He ignored the convenience store clerk and looked inside, ignoring him completely.

"Not very interesting."

Once turned around, the face rose quickly.

"So what do you want to eat?"

When I asked so, Kuzora smiled gently, spreading one finger and poking at my cheek.

"Can I eat Uncle?"

"e?"

This time she started laughing with her, as she was upset because she didn't sound like a joke. Am I tossed? I shook my head, bought some rice balls and some drinks, ignored her laughing and left the convenience store.

Then he immediately followed him and complained.

"Why do you leave without my permission? Uncle, do you really want to die?"

"I was laughing a while ago, but what, suddenly."

"That's just because Uncle's face was interesting."

"Well, if you want to kill me, I can kill you, so come here now. Such a midnight snack is great."

I pushed again the back of the now empty Kukuzora and sat her on a bench outside the convenience store. A space where cars occasionally pass on the road behind and only one streetlight is lit in front of the bench.

Kuzora was pushed by a convenience store, and sat on the bench without any particular resistance. However, she looks up at me with a face that meets her expectations. No, it feels like that. I don't have confidence. I believe only [Road]. I don't know the point that makes me angry. And she is rather boring when treated with care.

And I presented one of the rice balls purchased at the convenience store to Kuzora. Tuna mayonnaise is a very popular product.

"What is this?"

"Onigiri. It's delicious. It's better than looking for a restaurant that opens late at night."

When I put the rice ball in the hands of Kuzora, she stared at it for a while, but she stared at me again. I didn't seem particularly uncomfortable with me sitting close to her, just watching the rice balls. Just look at it.

"I feel like I've seen it when I was in school."

"Have you tried it?"

"Absent."

The eyes of Kuzora who answered so shook slightly. I don't know why. There is no way, just go the way. I talked to her while peeling off the onigiri film.

"Hey, peel off like this."

Kusora began to peel off the onigiri film while following my hand movements. However, the result was a terrible result of the separation of laver and rice. Then, Kuzora frowns with her eyebrows narrowed. So I ate the rice on her hand. I don't want to be in a bad mood.

"Uncle, right now ..."

He hurriedly peeled off the onigiri film and put it on her hand.

"Look, eat. There are drinks."

Then, Kuzuku suddenly started laughing again with couscous.

"Uncle ... what the hell are you doing. I've been robbed of the food I have in my hand, it's the first time I've ever been born."

So I don't know the point of laughing.

"Eat without laughing."

As I said with a serious face, Kuzora was laughing for a while, but she sipped a bite of rice balls. And another bite. Mogmog. So I ate with Mogmog next to me. Both the ball in my hand and the ball in her hand had disappeared into each other's stomach.

When I gave the drink, Kuzora immediately received it, drank it, and returned it.

"That time…."

"Hmm?"

"The ramen was delicious and I asked the chef to make it after returning home, but it wasn't tasty and interesting."

"Oh, was that so?"

At that time, drink a cup of soup at a stretch to the soup? A cook who is in her house should have considerable skills. What was dissatisfied? A difficult woman. Really.

"I don't know why it feels good, but it's good, because it's not boring."

"That's good."

I said softly and ate one of the rice grains next to her lips. I'm sloppy. Of course, you can't say it.

"Uncle, did you eat something on my lips now?"

"No, well, I can't just throw it away."

"Phuhu. Well, that loyalty isn't bad. Like a puppy.

She suddenly began to laugh, feeling grew better. I was smiling all the time, but it was only a temporary laugh, and after that, on the bench ahead, it looked as hard as when I first met, but now it's completely relaxed Do you want?

There was such a subtle difference. So let's tolerate puppy treatment. That's not to say anything.

"I fought again with my grandfather today."

She began to make a confession as she tied her rice ball film and plastic bottles aside. The legs sitting on the bench crossed little by little, approaching my side. Her shoulder is close enough to touch my arm.

"Is that your grandfather?"

"Yes, we quarreled with that person. Isn't that boring?"

"No, it doesn't seem boring at all, but it looks like a spectacle."

"What?"

"No, what you just heard is definitely wrong."

I managed to cheat while reflecting on the sudden popping out of my heart. Fortunately, she continued talking without much concern.

"So I wanted to kill people, but it wasn't interesting to invite other guys anymore. So, will my uncle die instead?"

She sat down a little, raised her face, and looked up at me. He even flew to wink. Is it a line that says while laughing?

"Kill me, kill me.

"Huh, joke, joke. Actually, I'm feeling a little better than before. So, my grandfather is good. That's right! Do you have the stockings I gave?"