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

Though there was a situation where the angel seemed to be stubborn along the way, the angel was completely out of his mind when he was playing the game, and he's back to his hard work look.

I'm mostly used to the game itself, though I follow it, but I'm able to play it, and I manage to keep up.

It's probably because it's a game with the concept of manipulating a car, unlike the first game I played.

Though it's off the original course and sticking into the dart or bumping into the wall, it's still able to move forward.

Although I was anxious to stay on the reverse track or something because it was a bad midday thing in the game, I was relieved that things were going better than I thought.

So Zhou is also splitting the screen and playing along, but midday has been unconsciously interfering and it's a little hard.

After all, she seems to have a habit of leaning naturally and her body, and from time to time, she repeatedly leans away when her head leans very close to her arms.

I couldn't calm down as a circumference because I smelled fluffy and good every time.

Well, I'm still the weakest CPU opponent, so I'm going to go alone.

"... why so fast"

"Year and Familiarity"

If you play more than once, you'll remember the course and the cornering will be natural and good. Interference from opponents can also be prevented to some extent by using camera work, shields, etc., if they are used to it.

At midday when you look unconvinced, I'll give you back a bitter smile and gently put you back to play alone.

She doesn't have enough experience, so I guess I'll let her practice first on the big screen. I'd rather get used to CPUs than be disappointed in my own arm by looking at the arm around me.

Fortunately, she seemed motivated, staring enthusiastically at the screen even when she returned to play alone.

At this rate, you'll be able to get back together somehow as a CPU opponent.

You can still see the hard-working side in places like this, and if you smile and spill a sneak laugh, you can tell by the signs. Midday knocks your knees in a peppery dissatisfaction.

If that was funny and extra laughable, "Zhou Kun's Fool" whimpered a little after midday frowned.

"I could win."

Bitter knots for more than two hours.

Midday, who scored the goal while getting the first place letter that shined brightly at the edge of the screen, looked around slightly proudly.

# 1 in glory finally gained after a long time of fighting for TV.

I went through Bili over and over and over and still kept running without giving up and climbing the ranks a little bit, and I finally took first place with my thoughts, so I would be thrilled.

Zhou honestly applauded the accomplished look he had just said he had done.

"Good for you. I was watching you do your best."

"Yes."

Happy to have been praised, my usual expression seems a little loose in the light.

The slightly joyfully loose pale scuffs are incredibly sweet because of her usual coolness, not a palpable smile such as a smile.

It's midday when I've recently started to look like a girly face of my age between my normal coolness, but midday today I've always looked like I'm old enough and I was sexually adorable.

An unusual smile that can be described as innocent is enough to bring to mind the desire to loosen the strings of reason around you and turn your head around.

The urge to be adorable, similar to the desire to stroke a cat, gave directives to my arm... and my hand lifted up and rushed down unexpectedly.

"What's wrong?

"Oh, no, it's nothing. I hope it went well."

"Have you improved?

"I did. It's so much better than the first one."

"Thank you. It was fun and I worked hard on it."

Hehe, and I couldn't see midday with a grin again, and Zhou took out the little box that had been left in the basket on the room shelf to delude.

"Let's do this for the # 1 broom"

"Uh, you know, nothing like that"

"If you don't like the broomstick, it's from an uncle with a good white beard."

Yes, I accidentally forgot to give it to you yesterday, it's a Christmas present.

Since my birthday and Christmas weren't so far apart, I had trouble presenting it again, but this time it was a fair time, so I didn't have as much difficulty as my birthday.

Christmas presents, it was midday when I was blinking when I remembered that it was Christmas again, but I received it as a snack.

You can open it, if you speak up, and I gently unwrapped the package again.

(Well, it's not a big deal)

It was the leather key case that opened the box and slowly removed it.

Even the less expensive ones would be awkward, so I have chosen something that seems to fit in at midday purely as a design, not as a brand product.

Simple with engraved flower and violin patterns, the design is not difficult to use everyday. I am not very familiar with flowers, so I don't know what is engraved, but I chose a delicate shape that would surely suit me at midday.

"I gave you the key. Well, if you don't want to use it, that's fine."

"No, I will use it unfortunately.... you have better taste than Zhou Kun."

"More than I thought."

"No, it's usually just sweatshirts and jerseys... it's a pre-taste issue if you're just dressed..."

"There's no such thing as functional clothing."

I only show student clothes or loose room clothes at midday because I don't have a chance to look dressed first, and I want to avoid that kind of hassle as much as possible.

So I guess I get the impression that it's not sloppy before all the taste. It is true that it is not sloppy, so it is unlikely that we can wipe it off.

"... if you do, you could be cool, right? Zhou-kun, a junior high school student, you were right."

"My mother forced me to... wait, how do I know that?"

"Shibako said, 'This is how it would be if it were right' and a photo..."

"Fuck you."

I didn't think the photo was leaking when he got attached to his mother's job and was forced to dress for going out, and Zhou sent a ton of complaints inside to his mother who wasn't here.

"... because I don't look good."

"Really? Zhou-kun, I think you're just trying to keep your eyes out of much contact with others or hiding them with your hairstyle, but I don't think your nose stands out..."

A small hand stretched out to the face of the circumference.

White palms touch your forehead so that your stretched forehead is raised and your vision is wider than usual.

Outside the bath, I saw midday with a long-opened view, and there was a midday with a slightly surprising look on my face.

There is nothing surprising about it. It is not surprising that the midday when you look at this one will be a normal face that is neither finely crafted nor aesthetically shaped.

"... what the hell"

"No. Your eyes are more alive than before," he said.

My eyes were dead a few months ago, and at midday, when I sent a very rude and undeniable word, I was staring up at the perimeter.

I was staring quietly at this one, though it wouldn't be that much fun to look at.

It's kind of embarrassing to stare at a beautiful girl of the opposite sex like that, too.

However, it's boring to just be hit, so I expose my beautiful face by touching my midday hair on my cheeks just in return.

I had hesitation to touch it, but since midday touched my hair around me without any concern, this much would be forgiven. I don't want to think it's safe because I'm not stroking my head.

(But well, she's really pretty)

If you look at it again, it's the awesomeness of midday beauty.

She would be even prettier and more attractive than she was once in a magazine that fell into Zhou's room.

In the first place, I don't really trust photography.

You can cut through moments and process them, because you can photograph them as they are, highlight their beauty, and fake them.

The midday in front of you is cute and beautiful, even unprocessed.

If you stare at an unfamiliar end face, midday gradually begins to let your gaze slip away.

What the hell, the minute I think about it, midday takes my hands off my circumferential hair and lays my eyes down.

Also, at midday when he seemed uncomfortable, he was completely letting go of the controller and hugging the cushion that was on his side.

"Um. Um... yeah. I also have a Christmas present for you."

"Oh, thank you."

Trying to ask what the hell it was, I take the wrapped bag out of the bag that I had on my side so that midday would block the conversation and push it around.

"Well, I'll take care of dinner."

"Huh? Well...?

That's all I left to say. At midday when I just took my seat, Zhou had to be baffled by the way it unfolded too quickly.