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

When Zhou woke up in the morning, he didn't make a living noise.

To the extent that birds can be heard from the outside, there is no sign of waking up at midday sleeping in the surrounding room.

It's already past sunrise time at times, but are you tired or asleep for the rest of yesterday?

By the way, Zhou said that although he slept once, he didn't sleep inside when he was thinking about having midday in his bed, and eventually he woke up at this time with his sleep still shallow.

Well, I hope it's not physically hard, but it's hard in a different way.

Stand up slowly as you stretch to relax your hardened body because you slept on the couch.

In the meantime, I'm going to see how it goes at midday. and the main purpose is to go get dressed, but then we are also going to see how it goes at midday.

Softly, open the door to your room.

It's quiet inside and still stays in bed at midday.

Speaking of things differently, did you hit the back of your head a few times? You're lying on your side, and your hair is spreading like a river on the bed.

Khu, ku, and what a lovely sleeping midday, crouching and watching.

Really, it's terrible when you're asleep.

I usually have a lot of cool expressions about being distracted...... sleeping faces are still adorable with loose looks. Somehow, it's so adorable that you want to stroke it.

(... she's so cute when she's asleep)

Of course she must be a beautiful girl and she's adorable even when she's awake, but this one is close to the emotion she feels when she sees a plaything animal.

I want to stroke this Sarasa hair around, and I want to follow her cheeks that are fuzzy. As long as I'm usually solid and have no gaps, this is how I want to feel defenseless.

Unexpectedly, reach for the soft cheeks and touch them.

Smooth cheeks convey a similar softness to yesterday's at your fingertips. I feel like I've been wanting to touch you for a long time, and Zhou also hooks up to me with his finger belly.

Though I care about soft touch, I still touched the softness to be comfortable and cute, and from midday when I was quietly asleep, I leaked a sweet voice that plundered "Nhhhh..."

Then, shortly after I let go of my hand, my closed eyes open slowly.

Focused, wet, caramel-colored eyes look at the circumference… correctly in the circumference direction.

The puffy expression has a residue of a young sleeping face and is highly unaffordable. Instead, he looked younger now for a decent amount of eyes, like he was conscious but flattered.

At midday, when alarmed, alertness exposed a distinct expression, then lowered his brow butt and closed his eyes again.

If you try to pull the touched finger in, rub it in your finger, and squirt your cheek, squeaking your throat fine to sweeten it. Don't go, such a cheek rub, as they say.

I knew I was definitely falling asleep.

There's no reason why midday is so sweet around me, and I don't have this loose look or trick at midday usually.

Still - I was tricked like a sweet kitten, and the heart and reason around me had been tested since the morning.

Should I be able to pull my hand in or should I stroke my cheeks carefree and adorable?

As for mood, I'm pretty much stopping by the latter.

I rarely see such a loose midday, and I'm interested in how sweet it will be.

But at a moment when my midday consciousness was clear if I moved to execution, I felt that midday would stop me from holding my mouth. I know I'm embarrassed and bored, so I don't know what to do.

In the meantime, I kept it to observe midday when I was falling asleep because it was cute.

Apparently the consciousness is mostly surfacing, but I'm still cheeky on my fingers to see if my head is awake or not aware of it with my circumferential hands.

Zhou felt the heat gathering on her cheeks due to the indescribable itching, for some reason she was just going to get dressed to see how things were going.

"Mmm..."

After a while, you finally woke up or midday raised the lid curtain again......

"... eh,"

His eyes opened properly, then he moved to his fingers touching the circumference and cheeks where his gaze was nearby, and he stiffened.

Then, at midday, I jumped up.

"Morning."

"... good morning..."

"I let you sleep here because you slept in my house. I have no other intention. I didn't do anything. I want you to thank me enough."

Explain to me why I slept in the bed around the corner earlier, and I'm making a big deal out of it without making any noise at midday.

I was just sleeping in a man's bed, with my cheeks getting redder and redder, lifting the futon to pinch and hiding my mouth.

The trick is also strangely cute and distracts me.

(What is this situation)

For once, this one is in a position to lend me a bunk, but it makes me feel bad.

I do think it's bad that I touched my cheek without permission, but it was just a little bit, and I wasn't going to do anything about it.

Sometimes I feel guilty about the cuteness of midday. Even as my chest gets busy, if I look at midday, I turn my eyes toward the truth, although I'm not as slightly upset as I am with my cheeks stained with Zhu.

"... Zhou-kun, do you like to touch your cheek"

"Huh?"

"'Cause you touched it at Christmas and before you went to bed yesterday."

"... are you awake?"

I touched it yesterday when I was asleep at midday, and I didn't think I was aware of it.

Yet knowing what I touched was happening at midday.

"... oh, that... woke me up when I was put down in bed... I just had to pretend I slept like that"

"Didn't you think I'd do something or something?

"... Zhou-kun thought he wouldn't do that... and to make sure of that, he pretended to sleep,"

Apparently, they had determined if I could really trust them.

I'm glad you seem to have trusted me as a result, but from now on I just hope you don't imitate defenselessly sleeping in front of a man.

I don't even feel like the boulder circumference can be done by just putting on my cheek the next time I see it.

"... well, if you trusted me, don't do it next time. I'm a man, too."

"Well, I know that."

"Or do you want me to do something?

"That can't be happening."

The bright red and strongly denied midday dives into the futon again, so I swallow the penetration that it's my bed there.

Until the shame of midday subsided, it was the circumference that could only keep the rounded, puffy trembling midday at rest.