Otonari no Tenshi-sama ni Itsu no Ma ni ka Dame Ningen ni Sareteita Ken (WN)

"Ah."

I can hear you rolling the bell from behind.

This is not an apartment, although it's been a voice I've been hearing lately. neighborhood supermarket, its confectionery outlet.

I never thought she would react to the circumference in a place where people's eyes were at once, and the circumference also stood at midday with slightly rounded eyes if I looked back confused.

I have a basket of supermarket in my hand, and inside I have a bottle of radish and tofu and milk in my chicken thigh to use for dinner today.

I ran into Zhou on a fumble stop at the confectionery store, that would be the place.

"I'll tell you what, it just so happens. I'm not following you."

"I know. We know the nearest supermarket to each other."

He glances at the note he is holding spilling in a frightened breeze, saying, "Rather, why did you come up with that idea?"

It seems like midday when you're writing down exactly what you need.

He glanced firmly at what was written on his adorable floral note. At midday, he looks across the condiment shelf from it without even looking at the confectionery corner.

Soy sauce and mirin, and poor voice looking for really family items, was also cute but somehow in a strange mood.

"Mirin's this way. Here."

"Oh, it's Mirin-style, not that way. Because you can't buy it under age."

"Is this alcohol?"

"You treat me like a sweet alcoholic. Even minors can buy cooking liquor because they add salt and they don't drink it."

That's what I said when I tried to give Mirin to him, and he shakes his head and puts the Mirin-style seasoning in the basket.

It was my first ear around not doing chores as vividly, so I gaze after her back, which moves flat as I gavel "heh" most of the time.

At midday, staring at the shelves where the soy sauce was displayed, he frowned that he seemed to notice the pop with the price written on it.

"... only one big deal per person..."

They were also trying to buy a spare. Midday groaned unfortunately and I've been looking at this one.

"... should I buy it"

"Someone who understands the story, it helps."

I guessed what she was going to say, so I laughed bitterly and took a bottle of soy sauce and my lips arced slightly with satisfaction.

"... you're saving money."

"Save money, if it's cheaper than that, I can just get it done. If there's no use, you'll save it."

"What kind of Japanese temperament is that?... if it's a send-off life from my parents, so be it."

Even though Zhou lives alone, his parents provide for him.

I am allowed to live in a beautiful and safe apartment like that because I was born into a wealthy family for 10%, and I really appreciate my parents. There is a lot of tuition and sending money, so I tried to avoid wasting it.

"... right. They feed you, so moderation is important."

In the middle of the day, I give it back pale and organize the contents of the basket. It was a cold voice like it took away heat.

Dizzy at midday, when I flattened my voice at once, but when midday raised its face, it's already the usual face.

The comatose eyes that only gave me a glimpse for a moment, I can't see anymore.

"... by the way, are you going to buy that"

As I change the story, at midday I look at the white rice and potato salad of the retort that was in the basket that Zhou had and inquire.

Of course the dishes to be divided from midday are delicious, but that's not enough, so I usually prepared staple foods and extra salads in this way.

"It's dinner."

"Unhealthy"

"Funny. You're buying salad."

"It's potato salad, though.... How could you not destroy your body in that life..."

"Big favor."

Zhou turned around and did it in the middle of the day when he came to silent pressure over here with his eyes open that he should eat more vegetables.

Even though we talked about it for a little while, I was done accounting for it, so I packed what I bought in the cashier's bag, but I took the eco bag out of the bag at midday and packed it.

He is truly an environmental and common angel.

But it would be nice to pack it, but I got a little anxious that it might be too much.

There will be three liters of soy sauce in milk and a mirin style seasoning, so there will be different specific gravity than water but surely three kilograms. On top of that, I bought the ingredients, and I bought the whole radish, so it should be heavy.

Beautifully packed and put together, but isn't it plain heavy labor to get this and go home to the apartment?

(As it turns out, I'm consuming a lot of seasoning and ingredients.)

Perhaps I divide it after making it more eye-to-eye than usual. I always said it was because I make too many because the amount I get to share is usually close to one meal, but I should have deliberately made many these days.

It would be obsolete for a man to just do nothing here because he's been baked into care quite a bit as a result.

If you grab and lift the Eco Bag handles at the end of the packing, it won't be so heavy around you, but it feels like it's a hard weight to hold for a woman for a long time.

Midday also seems to be quite capable of exercising, but it would be another thing apart from pure arm strength. I mean, I can tell even over the clothes. I don't think it's possible to ask for strength in two quiet arms.

I have burnt tea eyes on Zhou's behavior.

You look surprised or impressed.

"... I'm not trying to take anything away"

"I'm not worried about that.... Nothing, that's how much you can have, right?

"It's cuter to be as honest and sweet as you are at times like this."

"It's like there's no cuteness"

"Compare your attitude to mine at school before you say it."

Are you aware of that, the middle of the day is slightly dull?

I don't show the gentle, warm, humble side that everyone admits I'm showing at school, to the perimeter.

To put it correctly, I am gentle with the perimeter, but should I say that the words are terminal? Apparently, she doesn't have an inventory of oblates for Zhou. Always give a candid opinion.

I don't really care as a circumference because it's much better than being lied to.

Seeing as convenient that midday held his mouth, Zhou heads to the exit with an eco-bag packed with lots of groceries and his own luggage.

I felt like I was panicking in the back, but I didn't mind Zhou. Proceed regardless of the distance available.

I won't wait and do it according to her stride.

Even the supermarket was on my side. If someone sees you even when you're home next door in line, it'll be a hassle.

This is the most convenient distance from each other.

I felt like a small "... thank you" was called out on the back of the circumference hurrying ahead in the guise of irrelevance.