"Because I love your business better than you two!
Indoor surrounded by silence.
Shizukuishi and Kirasaka, who sit face to face, can't block their open mouths.
Shizukuishi is more right than not blocking it, such as sighing zero as I do.
On the other hand, I wondered if the maple was a similar reaction, and this is again surprisingly small, patting my hand in front of my chest.
Was it also about being a sister and empathizing with her mother's words?
Family Love Is Strong Is Beautiful...
"Are you an asshole..."
Strong love in the family is a good thing, but when the statement itself is too childish and inadvertently words into honest thoughts, next door Kirosaka whispers the question.
"... maybe Makoto's mother..."
"You don't have to tell me. Now you know..."
If the words of excuse don't come to mind, I'm not even willing to make excuses in the first place.
True harp sounds, child troubles...... Simply put, parent idiot.
Words that represent cute people to the point of being different for their own children.
Above all, you deserve your mother.
No matter what the place, no matter what the other person, no matter what the mother's love is expressed at all costs.
No longer, a level of suspicion that it is love directed at lovers, not family love.
High school students, if you're also in adolescence, you get the feeling that you're really embarrassed first.
Even now, having Shizukuishi and Kirosaka next door would give you a cool look, like thinking 'I don't care'.
But inside, I'm embarrassed and the heat cages in my body.
Your temperature is way over when you get high fever, I'm sure...... probably.
"Hey, you have a bright red face, right?
"It's true, is it lit?
I lied.
I didn't get a cool look at all.
Speaking of which, I feel like I've been spotted by both of you before even though I'm putting my emotions on the table.
Push Niyanya and the two shoulders watching this one over, and sit back in the chair even deeper.
I can easily imagine myself looking musty.
My mother, who watched the three of us interact like that, seemed more than happy.
While my mother, she's supposed to be nearly forty years old, and she's still young.
The beauty that boys in school used to be obsessed with.
Why hasn't maple inherited the colorful DNA from me?
Now if my father was handsome, he might even have been born a brother of a beautiful man and a beautiful woman, but unfortunately, my father is someone who has no characteristics whatsoever like me.
No, did I look alike, my son?
However, unlike me, he is proud to say that he is a good associate and that the company has risen to his current position due to the goodness of people.
I don't know because I don't even care about my father's position within the company...
It's a sight I'm used to seeing for Shizukuisha, but it's my first sight for Kirasaka.
"You're close..." leaked his thoughts as he saw them from his pompous open mouth.
"My next, of course, is Maple."
With a musty face between his mother's breasts, his mother says to the maple as if to follow him as if he were left to exchange.
"Naturally!
I don't know what you're putting your mother up against...
In the maple, it seems, it is an indelible thing with its mother.
I didn't know you admired me so much... I'll be proud of you next time, Furano.
I'm sure I'll cry and regret it.
I think he has the advantage of not getting tired of talking because he is as responsive as he expects.
"I can't beat you either."
To say just a few years, Shizuku is no less than maple or unbeatable.
Sounds like she's telling Beautiful Lusaka whether it's her own pride or not.
Here too, Kirasaka usually fights back verbally with the way she returns her style, but this time she has something to think about.
…………
For her, it's rare to pierce silence.
I look down and watch her look suspiciously at me as well as my mother, Shizukuishi and Maple, who don't emit anything with their gaze on the desk.
"... I envy you being so close to your family"
It was those words that came out of her mouth.