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

In this season, which can be described as the middle of winter, the temperature is also low on nights when the sun stops shining.

Considering the cold surface and decorative properties, I pair a light grey sweater with a navy peacoat and black skinny with back bristles, but it's still plain cold, so how cold is the middle of the day on the coat in my uniform?

Though wearing thick tights in the winter at midday, skirts that are high school girls and long enough not to violate school rules or be nasty seem very cold to watch. Makes me want to put my jersey on downstairs.

Occasionally, different high school girls also shake short skirts in vain, so the high school girls' efforts against beauty are appalling, he deplored.

With that in mind, I head to the nearest station early as I nod my licence to the muffler I got from midday.

Apparently he went out to a large commercial establishment and used a train. My home is within walking distance of the nearest station and according to the millennial information, the train should arrive soon, so it will fit just in time.

I won't go until it breaks, although my hair set in the wind will shake lightly if I walk.

It's a hundred million bucks because if it gets messy, we have to fix it to a boulder. Humans who are fashionable from day to day are respectful.

When I walk silently thinking about that, I see the station.

You should show up at this entrance and exit by thinking in the direction of the apartment, so if you wait near the entrance and exit, you will surely meet at midday.

Depositing her back on the entrance and exit walls, waiting for midday as she checked the time, the less flax straight hair girl she was used to seeing came out of the station.

"Midday."

When I spoke, I looked back without warning because it was a voice I was used to hearing - and solidified into the moment I would have put the circumference in my sight.

"Uh... yes? Hey, why?"

I wonder why that is this outfit.

The fact that he was picking me up was probably passed down from a thousand years old, but he didn't expect me to come in the way I've been since the beginning.

On boulders, Zhou doesn't want to keep his usual hairstyle in his usual proper outfit either.

If you are seen around and have a mysterious man and a circumference tied with equals, and you walk next to midday, you will be lightened until midday if you don't dress up quite that well.

Although it is for disguise purposes, it should still be worn to the extent that it is arranged next to midday.

"Did you think you couldn't do it yourself? You're not picking me up in boulders on a regular basis."

"... yes"

"Doesn't it look good on you? I checked it in the mirror for once, but it's weird."

I don't think it's strange because the hairstyle is not so different from the first one the other day due to the normally easy combination, but maybe I can't try it from a person with excellent aesthetic taste.

Occasionally, I felt a slight glance, possibly strange.

I was a little shocked that I dressed up pretty well but it was dull, but I was relieved that midday shook my head in a hurry and affirmed "it looks great".

"That's fine. Look, it's winter, and the sun will be down soon. It's not safe to go home alone."

"... well, I know that,"

"Or didn't you like being picked up? If you don't like walking in line, you can follow me back. I'm gonna walk a little bit forward."

"I didn't say I didn't like it. Um... thank you, sir."

"Mmm."

Don't worry, they don't seem to be reluctant. If you give them your hand out of your pocket, they will lay it over you.

From the cold, it conveyed a feeling that was much more limp than expected.

"Stuff. What happened to the gloves?"

"I was washing today. What's wrong with Zhou Kun?"

'Cause I've been sticking my hand in my pocket.

I can't really tell you what a great thing it looks like because I've come this far in a way that I don't want you to imitate what you've done with it in your pocket.

I didn't say anything more, I just shook it to wrap my luxurious hands that got cold.

Midday hands are really fine, delicate and unreliable.

I can easily cover it with circumferential hands.

"... warm"

I shrugged small and narrowed my eyes to heh as I laughed at midday.

Though my heart suddenly bounced on that innocent look, I just need to be aware of the hand I held without putting it on the surface.

I grabbed her hand. Then she went out with a thousand years old and bought some kind of bag and bag from her subtle midday hand. I took it all the way out and walked straight out.

I said, "What is it?" because they looked up.

Though I looked around at midday, my gaze eventually fell on it.

Is the slight red ears and cheeks due to the cold or too much gaze?

"Look, we're going home. You want to stop by the convenience store on the way? It's not so good this season."

"... I like you"

"You like sweet. You.... What about dinner?

"We have seasoned eggs, chashu and memma, so it's ramen."

"Ramen is also a B in the cold."

"Right."

I didn't know because I hadn't peeked into the fridge, but apparently I had it ready.

Soup and noodles on boulders would be commercially available, but the ingredients are well made by hand, and if you imagine thick char shoo and well-flavoured, dyed, semi-ripe eggs, your throat will sound unexpected.

I'm sure it'll stain your cold body.

"... can you eat it after you eat it"

"Then do you want half of it? Then you're in."

"... Yes"

Zhou also put a little effort into the palm of his grip, laughing small, as he was given a pale scuff back to the suggestion.

"Mr. Vertebra, I've been seen walking with the man again."

The next day, Zhou turned to the tree to find out what to do with fuel and so on.