What are those eyes staring at?
In that brilliant brain, what are you thinking?
I quietly observed a human being named Minoru Kirasaka.
I'm good at observing people.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is good at botched men.
They don't make noise in the classroom, like the students around them... No, they observe in detail whether they are saying information or pussies that are detrimental to them because they can't make noise.
I'm one of them, not following the example.
Sometimes in the classroom, I spend my spare time watching my classmates make a scene every day and guess what they're thinking and talking about right now.
Occasionally, I see students who are noticed by that gaze and say, "You're creepy over here," but not proficient enough.
Don't turn your face completely to the point where it's unnoticed.
We need observation techniques that weave into very natural manipulations.
But I can't understand what Poor Kirasaka is thinking even if he has an observation eye on me that should have evolved to a high level due to years of human observation.
... what's the line now.
It's so embarrassing and cool...
Anyway, don't feel like there's always a back to what she says and does.
Like Shizukuishi and Maple, even though they are remarkably smart, I can still give a general idea if the emotions are the easy type to get on the table...
Noticed the gaze pointing from next door, Kirasaka strikes and changes to a mysterious grin as usual.
"Is there something you want to ask me?
"Nothing..."
"Parent-child relationships are good. If there's a problem, Mayura, I don't think there's as much communication between families as your family."
"What the hell was that profound word earlier..."
I feel like I've lost my mind.
If I have a bad relationship with my family from the current trend, I usually think about it even if it's not me with a lot of negative thoughts.
"My parents are not as emotionally expressive as your mother or Maple."
Beautiful Lusaka who flickers one hand and speaks without looking otherwise concerned.
The four of us were just listening quietly to the words.
"My mother has a slightly understated personality, and my father is a low-mouthed person... how dare he look at my pictures on holiday and find out when I'm alone"
Because I'm beautiful...... she adds an extra word.
Now there's no need to pinch words that Kirasaka is beautiful.
In every family, a father seems to be deredere to his daughter.
The same goes for the Makoto family, and my father is sweet enough to have a super on the maple.
It's already sweet.
Until sweet as milk chocolate.
Monthly pennies are nearly double as much as mine, and birthday celebration levels are different.
For that matter, my mother's spoiling me, so I'm telling Evan and myself.
Not even Even at all.
Nevertheless, there is nothing but precious about information on Beautiful Lusaka outside of school.
She feels like she's always around, but she started dating very recently.
It's more about dating than dating, but it's right.
But for the amount of time we share, the amount of information is too small.
It's not just the first time I've heard about the family now, either, but where do you live?
What's your hobby, what's your favorite food, how you spend your holidays.
It's all I don't know.
Or I can say it until I know nothing.
Just what you see in school.
I can't say I'm a friend, I can't even say I know someone.
I didn't get any information from her until I could say I knew her.
On the other hand, Kirasaka is getting my information by an unusual time.
Sometimes I get up a little bit about where I got it from.
I can't believe that Kirasaka, the mysterious woman, talks about her family out of her own mouth. I guess she has a different relationship with my family after all.
Her mother spoke with a warm voice on such a beautiful slope.
"If you feel lonely, you can always come to this house, okay? Even Shizukuishi has heard from Maple that she often comes to visit her house these days!
"... thank you. Kanzaki-san recently said," You've been here a lot. "
"Don't say it in a way that includes"
Pinch me and look sharply at Shizuku.
Shizuku turns a blind eye away from his gaze.
"I knew if I came from a child, parents would want their emotions to be on the table too!
A happy mother strengthens her ability to hold me even more.
It's painful, Mummy.
"Let's continue this story over dinner, shall we? I want to eat Maple's dishes for a long time, and you two can eat them, okay?
When she unwrapped the arm that was spinning around my neck, Shizukuishi and Kirosaka took her hand and took her to the kitchen.
"Yes!" Shizukuishi replied energetically, while Kirasaka nodded small and was pulled without resistance.
"Are you guys still here today..."
"Isn't that good, brother? Come on, wash your hands!
Walking lightly, Maple pushes my back to the washroom.
You... you're really my sister, aren't you?
Until your brother and sister are too tight and sad, okay?
It's a secret that I didn't feel bad about the totally busy True Good House, but I still felt a little disgusted with myself sighing...