Wear a white shirt as usual, then tighten the blue tie.
Weave the blazer from the top, then check the mirror for any strange points.
No problem, there was a true compact of normal driving.
Unhectic eyes represented the worry of the day.
"... Are you sure you want a uniform?
"No problem, uniforms are the best outfit for high school students"
"I don't know..."
My father also replies appropriately while preparing himself.
Don't ask me anything about my new suit.
I just don't dress badly in a suit or anything, and I don't feel comfortable if I dress as I normally do, but I'm not in the right situation.
Honestly, matchmaking is only as knowledgeable as watching it on TV drama or something.
In the first place, I'm pretty sure it's tempting to go with a uniform, leaving aside whether that information is correct or not.
Now for once, check in the mirror and go out the front door.
The strong summer sun dazzles my vision for a moment but quickly heals.
On the front exiting the front door, one car was pulled over.
It's not a True House car, it's a black, wasteful, long car is a pick-up and drop-off car prepared by Kirosaka.
Why do you buy long cars with rich people?
This will be the subject of free research…
Anyway, shortly after Chirasaka offered to be present, it was suggested that the car for transfer would be available at the Chirasaka family.
Spoiled and agreed to it, we get in the car parked in front of the front door.
"Good morning, Makoto-kun... you've got less hegemony in your eyes than usual"
"Good morning...... you can't say anything because you're not wrong"
Kirasaka was waiting in the car in a black based dress.
The figure is brilliant as if it were a full representation of being a wealthy family.
It's not strange when it comes to your daughter's daughter, but it seemed unusual that she was making herself look like a lady when she looked at the usual beauty slopes.
When I looked next to Beautiful Slope, I saw Shizuku leaning ashamed.
She also wore a white dress, similar to Beautiful Lusaka.
I have a calm impression of it, but the white suits Shizuku, naturally, but it suits me.
This is crazy when Yudo sees it.
The two look to their expectations when they see that I've checked who I am.
Do you want me to tell you what I think?
"You two can wear personal clothes, though."
When I tell him that, he breathes uncomfortably.
My father and mother get in the car when I'm stunned by two people dressed more than me.
We're both dressed in outfits and ready to go.
The car that runs out on the signal of Kirasaka usually goes in the opposite direction of the path we walk.
A 10-minute drive will get you to a place where there is an inn near Maple Street Women's High.
It doesn't feel comfortable in the car.
My father and mother looked out at the streaming sight with a serious face, and Shizuku had confirmed himself several times with a hand mirror.
Only Kirasaka still pierced the same look.
"Maple's not coming, is she?"
In the car, quiet Nakakirazaka shrugged.
I immediately realized that was a word for me.
"Oh... because it's not something the whole family would go to, and Maple wasn't into it either"
Imagine a maple leaving a message at home and answering Beautiful Lusaka's question.
Shizuku, sitting next to Kirasaka, opened his mouth next.
"You, there should be a Q&A as a regular means in pageants, etc., preview it at all!
"You don't need... such a preview"
But you didn't get my word or anything, Shizuku typed in something when he took out his smartphone and threw me one question after another.
"What's your hobby?
"Reading"
"What's the stunt?
"Nap."
"What profession do you want to take in the future and why?
"Home business... because you don't have to leave the house and you have less restraints on commuting time, overtime, etc"
"You're okay because the perfect negative image is passed on to them!
Oh, are you sure this is okay?
Just answer for yourself, but until they're too unmotivated to be mad at you.
Neighbor Beautiful Lusaka has a similar opinion, he just snorts deeply and says nothing.
My father took a sigh of relief, and my mother smiled and watched as she enjoyed our exchange.
What is this chaotic situation?
This is chaos......
When I change kanji to katakata notation, do I find it just a little cool because I still have a boy heart in me?
What a pointless thought, the car gradually slows down and enters the basement of one building.
Gradually, it beats faster from tension.
Usually, I'm not much of a nervous type of person, but I can't help it all.
Me and one person.
I'm not strong enough not to be nervous about anything about my first situation.
When the car stops completely, a man comes down from the driver's seat and opens the back seat door.
Kirosaka first came down, then my parents, Shizukuishi, and then I came down.
There were about three people waiting for us, supposedly an innkeeper, and they walked over to make sure we got down.
"I've been waiting for you, Master Makoto, and I'll show you soon."
One woman takes the lead, and we go up the hall from the basement to the first floor.
There are several guests there, and the calm building slightly relieves tension.
"That's good!
According to the employee's guide, there was a man who called out from the front as he walked in the building.
The calm atmosphere man, who looked a little older than his father, approached his father when he smiled.
"Senior, I'm sorry to keep you waiting"
"Never mind, my daughter and I just got here early... you're the one"
My gaze shifts from father to me.
If you knew me and were close to my father, it would be confirmed.
This person will be the father of today's matchmaker.
When answered in a gratuitous manner without a coarse phase, he moves his gaze to observe carefully.
And when I laughed at what I thought, I told my father.
"You look just like your old days, Makoto."
He's my son.
The way my father speaks with respect is fresh.
Both work stories and relationship relationships are rarely seen just because we don't talk much at home.
Having had one conversation, the other father cuts to the point.
"I know parents will talk to each other, but in our case, we won't have to... Quickly, but I want you and your daughter to have a separate room so we can talk fully there."
"Is it just the two of you?
"Oh, I've also heard about the ladies with me from Mr. Qin Yan, but I'd like you and my daughter to do it first. We'll all have seats to talk about later."
Answering my question like that, leaving only the female employees and the five walking down the opposite aisle.
Shizukuishi and Kirasaka were waving small at the time of leaving, so when I waved small at it and gave it back, I would follow the woman's guidance again and resume my steps.
And when she stopped in front of one room, the woman left.
My heartbeat is reaching my ear.
I also feel my arm waving with my hand on the door.
Let go of your hand once, exhale deeply, then calm down and now open the door without hesitation.
One seat futon was empty across one desk.
On the other hand, one woman sits.
I slowly lifted my gaze up as I lowered my back before checking that face.
And when I saw that face, I lost my word.