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

After Christmas, the world becomes a year-end mood.

Illumination for the night scene is what is left, but the Christmas tree that was all decorated has already been removed and the bright decorations in the eyes have turned into those of sum.

What we were selling was also a full New Year's decoration and ingredient, and there was no more Holy Night shadow left.

Looking around, which is totally getting ready for the New Year's Eve, Zhou buries his face in the muffler for warmth.

The monotonous thousand bird patterned muffler was received as a Christmas present at midday.

Fashionable around the neck is also important, so I got a dish that combines practicality and decorative properties that very well touch and block the wind firmly to store heat.

I don't usually do mufflers, so I would appreciate using them, while checking the contents of the shopping bag I raised on my arm.

Basically, buying out means sharing, but in order to reduce the burden of midday cooking, Zhou buys all the notes with him.

It was cold today, so they made it into a pan, and the vegetables, mushrooms, and meat had been delivered to the bag. More vegetables would be the silent insistence at midday that you should be well nourished.

I made sure again that there was nothing missing, and I went home early as I shook myself up in the cold, which was still getting tough.

"Welcome home."

When I got home, midday greeted me because it was evening.

It's a bit odd that someone else in red would welcome a landlord, but I've been getting used to it lately.

"I'm home.... I bought a thinly sliced cake, okay?

"You want to shave in a pan"

"Oops. I bought some more ramen."

"... I can't eat that much, can I?

"It doesn't matter because I eat most of it."

I wasn't the type to eat that way before, but thanks to the midday dish, I eat dinner for what it is.

Is she also careful with calories. The diet is to the point of not gaining weight, but as for herself eating more quantities, she is starting to muscle because she is subtly worried.

As for midday, shouldn't you put some more meat on it because the circumference is thin? He just wanted to muscle as much as possible, not fat, because he seemed to feel something like that.

"Well, I hope Zhou-kun eats it. Lend me that. I'll put it in the fridge. Zhou-kun is a handwasher."

"I know, I know."

At midday I handed him a cashier bag with luggage and Zhou honestly headed to the washroom.

Speaking of which, what are we gonna do at midday on New Year's Eve?

As always today, I will ask at midday what bothered me when I flattened and cleaned up a very delicious dinner.

"New Year's Eve... it's no use leaving, and I'll be here."

Though I realized my failure by being returned in such a pale tone, it doesn't look like I even cared about it at midday.

I guess the topic of family relations is really not in such a good way because of the poor compromise with parents.

However, wouldn't I spend the New Year alone at midday?

Zhou basically promised to show his face once every six months, so I was going to go home for a long vacation before I met him at midday.

"Zhou-kun is going home, right?"

"Well, they're telling me to show my face for once."

When I look at midday, there is a midday with no heart or a limp glance than my usual expression.

He takes it for granted to spend time alone, and he doesn't doubt Zhou will return home.

"... they're going to keep asking me about you when I get home."

"It's tough"

"Dad might be able to listen to his mother or something, but she probably wants to listen."

"It's strange how we interact all the time."

"Really, you're familiar with your mother at some point..."

For some reason, I got along with my mother at some point. While I don't know the mention, the photo reveals a bit of a backstory... but I seem to like it and deal with them at this rate at midday, which makes me feel okay.

Don't say anything extra to Shibako again, and I'll see what's going on at midday as I stab him in the nail.

I really... don't want to be alone when I think of the vain look I get from time to time or the lonely look I have.

"Well, I met my mother during this time, and it's bad for my father, but I thought I didn't have to go home this time. I'm going home for spring break anyway."

So if she's not a nuisance, I hope we can have dinner together as usual.

"... Really?"

"Mm-hmm. I want your new year's soba."

"You're eating."

"It's a midday dish."

"... even though it's almost commercially available?

"Still."

Even if the buckwheat just boiled the over-the-counter stuff, that's fine.

Because it's more important for both of us to eat slowly and pass the time.

"... you're a weird person"

"Shut up."

I returned it deliberately and grumpy at midday when I had expressed my disrespect, and a small smile returned.

"... thank you"

"What is it?"

"Anything."

At midday I said nothing more than that, and with a bright look at how I was feeling somewhat better, I hugged my favorite cushion.