"Hey, hey, Cho, how'd it go with the giveaway guy?

It's only natural to say it's natural because I had it with me for shopping, but the next day I was greeted with a slight laugh and prying at the age of a thousand.

Thousand years old, another class, came to the after-school class, which is fine, but I felt like breaking up with them immediately from now on because it was a kind of laugh I didn't want to deal with.

"No, it wasn't the pattern or the expansion you imagined."

At least, I didn't have romantic feelings and I didn't give them to you because I wanted to.

I was delighted, no doubt, but it wasn't the first development that Thousands of Years hoped for.

"No, but come on, it's unusual for you to care. I mean, I know someone with a lot of involvement. Woman. That would be a mistake."

"It's not some nasty relationship"

The tree is also turning to cover a thousand years old, but Zhou just has to cut it off.

It's good to be happy at midday, but I didn't want to talk to anyone else to make it up to these troubles.

I'm sorry to be fed their curiosity, so if I don't give it back, I put my hand on my mouth so the tree can think a little.

"... hmm. Hey, Cho."

"What the fuck?"

"Maybe the person you sent it to is the neighbor?

Really, I thought trees were troublesome at times like this because they have good terrain to work with.

"... what made you think that"

"You're my neighbor when I say I know you as far as you're involved and I'll take care of you. You're not local here, and you don't hang out with women. I was recommended the other day, and I was wondering if I felt obliged to do so."

"Saana."

"Hmm.... Zhou, you've been looking so good lately"

"Oh, that's what I thought too"

"That's why it's pretty frequent. Is that why you gave it to me for my birthday as a thank you?

Really, Zhou was desperate to keep his cheeks from sticking because he was hitting it too precisely.

I'm telling you as if you were watching the crime scene, and occasionally I get scared of trees. The charming, serious and thoughtful tree is actually hot for the sake of it, but I want that part to only be shown to be a thousand years old.

You know, speculation often makes me say things that way.

"I can only imagine because I don't know the facts. So, what's the truth?

"Saana."

"Asshole"

"Keech."

"Shut up."

Whatever they say, I'm not going to crack your mouth.

I put it in my mouth, but at the end of the day, I won't stop pursuing it until this one spits it all out. Regardless of the tree, the active high school girl, a creature who loves to be called Coibana.

It is very troublesome because there is a strange creature whose love can be connected to love, no matter what.

At all, sigh and finish the return journey, carrying the backpack.

It is a strategic retreat and also to avoid their heartburn attacks.

"Bye. You guys don't stick your mouths in people's situations."

"You don't have to tell me, do you?

"... follow me to see the woman in question..."

"That's not what I'm saying before the target's here, nothing like you think, and we're gonna stop at the entrance where we did."

"Chi."

Cute and pointy lips, but my eyes meant it for me.

Zhou left the two of them early enough to leave the classroom, remembering the war at a thousand years old who seemed serious without joking.

"... It was dangerous"

"What is it?

When I go home and spill it unexpectedly, the middle of the day asks in wonder.

We were a little slow together because we came to Zhou's house after buying out in the time that it was too early to cook dinner, but they were listening to us alone.

By the way, she's as usual today.

I don't even see the shards in that smile yesterday. As much as I think it was a dream, she has her usual look on her face.

That's normal, and I'd rather it be. That look on my face was going to hurt my heart over here.

"No, well, the trees were wondering about the present."

Because I talked to the trees, and I sighed additionally, exhaling as if midday was good at "oh I see." He remembered the tree's name.

"Well, Fujimiya doesn't seem to want to buy it first."

"That's not what I meant."

Zhou wants to give a gift to a woman, which seems unlikely in itself to be their circumference statue, and I suspect that they are very much in love.

In fact, there's nothing sweet or sour or bitter about both sides, and I don't have the sensations or emotions associated with such love.

"We're talking over here. Damn, that's weird."

Indeed, he was cute at midday and had a desire to touch him at that time. I won't deny that.

But any teenager thinks it can happen, and I just realized once again and every now and then that midday is a hell of a beautiful girl, and there's no way this is a romantic emotion.

I don't really think it's the right thing to do with her because I think it's preferable.

If you take a good look, the same neat beauty.

But there's no such thing as a palpitation as last night. I restate that I don't like her and sigh softly.

I don't know what they would say if they found out I was watching it, so I glanced back at my smartphone and there were a few unread numbers accumulating on the fuzzy chat app icon.

If you open the app to see if it's probably a tree, the name that was coming to the new section was something Zhou didn't imagine.

Seeing the name Shibako, Zhou frowns.

Three of Zhou's few women's contacts, one of them.

The breakdown is thousand years old, midday, and - mother.

When I opened the conversation screen dedicated to her, it said that Zhou was not comfortable with the high-tension aspects of how he thought about it, but whether there was any difficulty in life.

I don't like millennials because there are people in my body who look like millennials... or I guess this is what happens when millennials get older. I don't hate it and I don't hate it, but even real mothers can be bad at character.

"My father-in-law sent me fruit, so I'll hem it around. I'll send it to you. Stay home after noon on Saturday! I won't tolerate refusal or absence. Okay?

"I've been scheduled on my own..."

Nothing. I don't have any particular plans for Saturday, so I guess I should contact you a little earlier.

"What's wrong?

He heard the whining words, and midday sees this one with his usual expression.

"Mm, my mother said she'd send the fruit she could get at Grandpa's after noon on Saturday. Maybe apples or something."

"Do you peel?"

"... I wonder if I can peel"

"That would peel off... but it would peel off thick, so it would be a bit of a waste of nutrients"

I'll swallow the feeling that my mother is going to say the same thing.

"'Cause if I have to, I'll squirt the whole thing."

"That's wild."

"It's so hard."

"It's sloppy."

As always, opinions only smile bitterly at a frank midday, shouldering and doing great.

"Well, if it goes into my stomach, it won't change that much," he said convincingly, although he was showing a frightened look at midday.

"Yeah, I don't know if I can eat them all before I hurt you, so you need a vertebra too?

"Then I'll have it. Fruits are expensive."

He said something about the stain, but if it seems like midday, it would be like midday.

"It's Saturday, right? Then I'll thank you and make it for lunch first."

"I'll always take care of you."

"Nothing, I don't hate making it for Fujimiya, so I don't mind."

Kusu, and a really small smile at midday.

It was kind of awkward to remind him of yesterday, and Zhou turned away subtly and said, "... then please."