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

"Zhou ~, how was it?

The students, finally freed from the Hell's test after the final exam date, wander into the classroom in a more lively way than usual.

Zhou and the tree were also appreciating the appearance of this show while relieving themselves that the test had been completed.

"Hmm? Normal. Not bad, not bad."

I don't have anything to say in particular, although they ask me and I answer. Since the scope of the issue is given as it is, it is not so difficult to review it from day to day.

I haven't had much of an impression as a circumference since the response has always been the same this time.

Though Zhou is troublesome, there is basically no lack of review.

By and large, what I learned in class is in my head, and I can solve it without being overwhelmed. A full score is not possible, but 80% 90% can be desired.

"You know what, you're probably in the thirtieth... you intelligent"

"That's what you do every day."

"You mean your daily deeds are good!

"At least don't complain to me about the guy who's putting his studies behind him."

The difference between a circumference and a tree would be the difference between having time to sit with her, a thousand years old, rather than being able to make a head.

The trees can also rank quite high if they are serious, but the ranking was lower than that of Zhou because they have prioritized time with the thousand years old.

"... she's good, huh?

"Hi. Hi."

"Zhou Maoshi, make her."

"If you can make it because you want it, the men of the world won't shed tears of blood."

Because there are so many people out there who can't give even if they want to, the tree's far-fetched remarks would be very angry for some people to hear.

Zhou is not going to be blind to anything else, and since there is no desire to have a lover at the moment, I would like to flush it.

"What are you going to do with it?"

"Have a double date."

"It's just gonna end with me and my fictional girlfriend heartburn."

"Show them to us, too!

"You think you can do it with my personality."

"... I can't."

"Right."

Zhou is also aware, but has a pale personality.

The annoying character and endemic phrases that some people take as cold are not very popular. I can't do a lover in the first place. I have a personality.

In case you could, it would be a very light relationship. At least it doesn't start with a relationship that snaps tree-like eyes.

"No, but find out as much as you like Zhou. You, if you cut your forehead a little more and set your hair straight, you'll definitely change the woman's eyes."

Zhou intends to be precise in his self-assessment, and he also thinks that even a handsome man like Gateside is not a slightly charlatan, neat face like a tree, but is never careless.

If you get dressed up properly, you'll get better with the boys in high school around there.

However, the circumference is not clever enough to wield affection towards the person who comes over dressed.

"There's no such thing as locks on the one that looks like it."

"You say that, but you can't even touch your personality until you're interested first, can you?

"... even so, I don't want to make her so far"

Assuming you just made her, you would certainly be disillusioned if you looked around the vegetables.

Zhou is a trouser and a person with no ability to live, and on top of that, he has no love. Instead, if there are attracted women, they want to see it, so much so that the person laughs bitterly.

Even as Zhou, she doesn't want it because she's unsuitable for a relationship that it's a pain in the ass to leave someone else for once.

Besides, now that midday is cooking dinner, a catastrophe could happen in case you can. I'm not worried because I don't have fine dust to plan on making it, but I didn't want to make it for those reasons either.

Midday cooking in the circumference > is her priority I haven't seen yet and probably won't cover it so easily.

"It's pale... and you can introduce me to a friend of Chi's, right?

"If it's an extra favor. Thousands of years old friends are definitely high tension guys, but I'm even tight with friends."

"Zhou is a yin ca."

"Weird"

"Well, if Zhou were to say it, I wouldn't say it at the moment. But isn't it hard for her to spend a lot of time alone in high school life in China without making one, too?

"I don't need it. It's hard."

Although it's not a serious thought about what you think of school life, I don't even want to make it because there's nothing else that needs to be driven.

In the first place, the person you like is not so easy to make, nor is it going to come true.

"... I don't know."

"Yes, sir."

"But well, if you make the one Zhou likes, it's gonna change, right?

"Why are you so sure?"

"Only a guy like you makes her a cat cutie."

"Tell me on your own"

Zhou, who can't imagine and can't possibly be such a sweet person, flushes the words of the tree appropriately.

The tree looked at the perimeter like that with a frightened look... but then his gaze slipped away and his face loosened.

"Go home, go home"?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Just came a thousand years old, apparently the tree's girlfriend. He had promised to come home, and Zhou had been a talker until then.

Looking back, here's the boyish girl with her bright brown hair shortcut with a full grin, waving at the tree, to put it correctly.

The vibes and bright smiles are dazzling. As you can see, she's a very active, bright, busy girl, no matter how bad.

Thousands of years old, a different type of beauty than midday, rush over here and sneer.

I wanted him to remain silent, because when a thousand years old talked, Zhou would probably be messed with.

"You don't think so, the type like Zhou actually adores her lover."

"Don't shake the extra story"

"What, you have a lover around!?

"Hey, man."

"Uh, what? I would have liked to have done better if I had."

Chi, and a thousand years old who are sorry to have his lips pointed.

"Your friendship is a radical skinship, so a fictional girlfriend would be pathetic."

"What, you had an imaginary girlfriend?

"It would have been a story if I had been here right now!?

"Jeez, jeez, jeez, jeez."

"I'm tired when I'm dealing with you..."

"You just don't have the strength around you."

"They take every bit of energy..."

You are mentally tired before your strength is exhausted.

Even though from day to day Zhou only talks to people close to him and lives a student life in a remarkable and apathetic way, when he is made to converse with even tense creatures like a thousand years old, there is something tough.

Thousands of years old, who don't give a shit about being treated somewhat evil, are laughing with real pleasure at the "sloppiness" around them showing exhaustion.

Likewise the tree laughs and throws appropriate advice to "get used to it quickly," so Zhou had no choice but to get tired and take a deep breath off already.

"... what are you doing?

After I got home and flattened out the handmade dishes at midday, if Zhou returned from the wash, midday was spreading the problem paper in the living room.

Since Zhou takes the lead in washing products on a shift basis rather than as burdensome as possible, he is in the living room at midday. I'm sorry to let you just let me do anything and just go home.

"Grading."

"Well, I can see that."

Looks like they're reviewing it or putting out a textbook to see if there's any mistakes.

"The result, by the way"

"If I'm wrong about the answer sheet, it's full."

"It's only a boulder."

Zhou also did not react particularly heavily because he was told it was too lightly full.

I was not surprised because I have always seen my name written the most in the periodic examination over and over again.

I thought I might do it in the middle of the day, so even if I heard it was full, I'd still only get the sentiment.

"Because I don't hate studying. In the first place, it's enough to review because we're ahead of the course until a year away."

"Wow. I'll do it well..."

"Fujimiya must be studying a lot."

"You knew my grades."

"Somehow I remember people in the order they were pasted out."

Apparently, some presence was known before we spoke.

I wondered if it was in my eyes if it wasn't exactly the top single digit, and I looked at it for the price and said that I had taken the order of the last circumference.

Zhou studies quite a bit because students had conditions with their families, not a serious thought circuit that the study was for real...

"Well, it's a condition of living alone, maintaining grades."

When living alone, it is decided to maintain grades.

There are other conditions such as showing your face once every six months, but they won't say anything about it if you use a long vacation, so the basics are as long as you keep your grades.

"I'm studying to the point where I don't have any trouble, but not as much as you. Good luck."

"... because you have to work hard"

A small grumbled midday leans down.

The expression was hidden in the forehead and could not be read well, but it would certainly not be bright.

However, I couldn't point it out because I had immediately raised my face and returned to my usual expression.

Even if I had, I wouldn't have. Because it was such an atmosphere, like I was enduring pain.

Occasionally, midday shows those sides.

You never talk about what's painful or what you don't like, but you get the impression that you're being held captive by something.

It's not hard to imagine that it's due to the home environment.

Therefore, I can't help but say it.

Because I know it's not a good area for others to step into, Zhou was trying to keep the distance just as good as his neighbor's without touching it there.

There are things Zhou doesn't want to be touched.

It is more rude to step in with your earthfoot, and it is often stained when you are thankful to pretend that you know nothing.

At midday when I hid the atmosphere earlier, I told him in my usual cool voice, "It's about time," and he was re-packing his bag with textbooks and problem forms.

I'm not even willing to stop it, so I'll just give it back to "well," and watch the middle of the day when I'm in control.

After midday had finished treating all that had been served, I took a seat and realized that there was something in the shadow of an empty cup that was not circumferential.

If you have it in your hand, it's a case with a student ID that anyone with a student has.

Perhaps I forgot to punish them for letting them out with me when I put out the textbook.

In addition to the photo of his face, he watches it with brief information such as his name, school number, date of birth and blood type, and then speaks out at midday when he was wearing his shoes at the front door to go home.

"I'm dropping it."

"Oh, sorry to bother. Good night, then."

"Good night."

Peco, and at midday, after carefully breaking his hips and leaving Zhou Jia, Zhou sighs softly as he drops him off.

The date of birth that was written on the student ID I saw earlier...... I held my forehead back, especially remembering the part of the month.

"... four days from now."

On his midday birthday, which would have remained unknown if he hadn't seen his student ID, Zhou once again sighed deeply that he wanted to know sooner.