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

In February, the midday "Mysterious Man, Boyfriend Doubt" has finally shown its fit as well.

Since then, Zhou has never met outside at midday, because it would be huge. Though I inadvertently threw down fuel when I picked him up, without the tone sharp as it was, I reached a single fire suppression.

Still, the perception of "a man who is not a lover but is pretty close to midday" seemed to have taken root, as did the factual and groundless rumors that midday was thinking of the man... who seemed to have denied it with a smile that made him smile and did not allow him to pursue it, and he managed to fit in there too.

I guess I didn't like it as much as I did because I heard "I felt intimidated not to say yes or no" from a thousand years old who had apparently witnessed how it was going in the hallway.

Well, naturally, there's something slightly sad about emotion when it's denied at all costs. I just didn't think I had a choice.

On the other hand, if you're just feeling familiar without romantic emotion, but you're pushed evil, then you'll also want to be angry.

As for Zhou, I had to laugh bitterly.

"Speaking of February?

"End-of-school examination"

"Hey, why would a Boys High School student in Hua be such a snug idea?

Thousands of years old who came to Zhou's house after school, or pushed him, did not hide their flaws in Zhou's reply.

I've done something about having a consultation, but I don't even feel like I'm here to play midday because of my mind.

By the way, I brew tea in the kitchen at midday, so there are only Zhou and Thousand Years Old in the living room.

"I don't know if boys in high school have a hua, but I think it would be a natural idea for a student..."

"If you're a young boy in high school, you'd say Valentine, wouldn't you?

"I'm not young, so I don't know."

"Once again..."

I know the rumors are untrue, but I will look at them sooner rather than later, so I will stare at Zhou once.

Still, I can't stop laughing a thousand years old, so I just have to give up now.

"So, what do you call consultation?

Thousands of years old came all the way to Zhou's house, except for the trees, and there was a consultation between Zhou and midday.

"Mmm. I'll give you some chocolate. What can I do? When I was in middle school, I usually melted it down and gave it to her to solidify, but I knew I was in high school and I wanted to make it more stylish."

"That's enough for a vertebral opinion."

I have to answer that I don't know what to do with chocolate when I'm told I can't cook. Enough to answer the tree's preferences with precision, but you know that because a thousand years old has a longer relationship with something like that.

"I also ask Mahiru, because Zhou is also a man. Thought I'd get a man's opinion."

"Not at all. He's a beautiful man."

"I think a man would give a hand when he was alone with a girl."

"Um. We don't even have that kind of relationship in the first place."

"Zhou is a good place to grow up."

He was credited with good sense, but Zhou thinks it's a normal idea.

Sure, a man can extend to acts with a woman he doesn't even like, but if he can, he's different again. It can't be forced, either.

If you say you don't know those desires for midday, you lie. I thought that if there were attractive women on the outside and on the inside, there was naturally no alternative to springing up some man-specific desires.

Still, let's do something, what a stupid idea doesn't come to mind first.

At midday, I don't want to make you cry, I don't want you to hate me, I want to take care of you - because that's the kind of emotion that comes first.

And then it's declared that if you do something, it will hit you hard, both socially and steeply, but it's not stupid enough to hand it off with greed on the spot. Perhaps she does not hesitate.

"Well, that's what's good about Zhou, Kamahiro."

Thousands of years old, calling it a lovely sounding nickname for a midday thing. I don't know if he is reluctant or comfortable with hearing it in the kitchen at midday, but I'm sure he's convinced of his nickname.

Well, it seems better in the middle of the day than being told to face the angel.

"Sometimes I doubt it's a man"

"You're saying it's a man. There's a woman with no bones, no irregularities, no shit."

"The one called Herbivore... I think Zhou could be a little more bumpy, huh?

"It's disgusting to see me."

"You just have to be the example man style. I want to see it."

At the age of a thousand, the tree and the rumored opponent of midday admitted the other day after it had been understood a long time ago that Zhou, so I did not hide it now.

I just don't want to bother to look like that and it's a pain in the ass.

"Stop saying that. I don't like it in the first place."

"I'm not going to lose it."

"Nerves and Wax Reduce"

"Motherfucker!

Kechi! and I was thru a thousand years of bloating cheeks, and midday comes back from the kitchen with a bitter smile.

The tray contained cups with milk tea at the request of a thousand years old.

At the folding table placed in front of the couch for three, the perimeter rises from the couch and sits on the floor with a near-field cushion.

When I urged him to "sit down" at midday, he sat down a bit where Zhou had sat until earlier, even though he seemed a little sorry.

"If it were enough to be such a rumor, I could do it at school."

"I don't like it. It's definitely a hassle, and I don't want to be hot in the first place."

"Uh, even though I have a valentine for a big corner event. Don't you think Zhou wants Valentine's chocolate? Look, for example, you're a hottie, and you're a mess, aren't you? Don't you envy me?

"Oh, I don't like it. I'm gonna have diabetes."

Perhaps the prince will be given a lot of chocolate by the gate, but if he eats it all, he will definitely have luxury in his body.

"In the first place, I'd be depressed if I thought about paying you back or something. Even though I'm presumed to get half a double digit with my brother-in-law, I'll give it back triple. Isn't it pursely strict for high school students?"

"It's a premise to give it back three times. You don't have to pay me back or anything, so I'll give it to you, too. What would you like?

"I don't like or dislike sweet things...... I guess the one that isn't so sweet"

All right, I'll do everything I can.

"Don't mix things up."

'Cause it's okay. It's edible.'

"You know."

I don't know what you're going to put in, but it doesn't seem like you're going to give me something delicious without difficulty.

"To whom do you give the mahiro?

"You're a girl with a class mate"

"You're not giving it to a boy?

"... if I give it to you, even my in-laws will be in trouble..."

"Ah."

The boiling boys could easily have imagined. It's not hard to imagine a barren fight from there either.

There's a verse that thinks it's the earliest gift of God to get chocolate from an angel from an ordinary man, so if you give it to him, it'll be a hell of a fuss. Should it be midday popularity or men's presumptive power?

Well, it's easy not to give it away, I'm convinced with a bitter smile.

"I'll give it to you too, Chitoshi."

"Wow, Mahiro. Suki. I'll give it to you too, a decent one that's not like giving it to you around."

"Hey, here."

Thousands of years old with a broken face and stuck around midday.

Even though I was relieved that it was a non-sexual harassment arrangement, if I didn't listen up, if I turned a slightly stronger gaze at a thousand years old, I would have a snarling, careless grin.

"Just kidding. I'll give you the one you can eat right around you, too, okay?

"When I can eat that, I feel like it's a different one..."

If I held my forehead against a thousand years willing to plant something for sure, I would laugh around "look forward to it" without trying to hide it from me, not to be too delightful.