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

The next day at midday, as usual.

She recovered from yesterday's incident and is sitting next to Zhou with the look she usually gives. There is no colour of pain, and he looks fine.

However, the slight difference is... just a little bit, is the midday distance closer?

I used to be about two fists away, even if I was basically sitting next to him, but at midday today my arms are so close to each other.

The sweet smell is closer than usual, and you get a slight temperature.

Because of this, I want to remember the things I held yesterday, the scent, and the soft feeling, and I want to be bored. I cuddled up unexpectedly at not much of midday appearance, but I wonder if it was a pretty daring action.

I didn't hate it at midday, rather I was coming to have myself held up at the end of the day.

That's all they trust and are viewed as sweet objects... but I am happy and troubled around them.

(... when you do that, you want to get on with it)

You're welcome to sweeten me, but I'm going to fall in love with you as a heterosexual.

How good would that be?

I realized that I was so attracted to her at midday that I couldn't fake myself anymore that I was supposed to be distressed with her in the future.

I never thought I would have what a troubled feather I could touch normally or how far I could touch it.

Happy or unhappy, at midday, I don't know Zhou's grid. I lean in and get a calm look.

As for the circumference I want to do something about this impulse, it's hard for me.

Because of the trauma of my parents, I don't want them to know about this emotion, probably at midday when it's negative about socializing men and women. I don't think you'll be despised at midday personality, but there's something I'm afraid you're going to pull off softly.

It would only be fear from a woman to think that a man who didn't even date wanted to hug her from the front again or touch her body or kiss her.

I want to make sure I don't show those emotions because I want to take care of the midday thing.

"... Zhou-kun, what's wrong?

"No, it's nothing."

"Really?

Zhou shakes his head with the usual expression as he pulls the sleeve of his clothes hard at midday, which he noticed even though he was thinking.

I can't tell you that I've been thinking about something a little nasty about boulders, so I just want to get something out of the way.

"Uh, yeah. You're almost in second grade."

"Right."

Spring break is a few days away, so I put it on the topic and it seems to have forgotten the question earlier and it rides me.

"When you're a sophomore, you'll have a new class."

"A change of class? I thought we were together about a thousand years old."

"... right. … I'm looking forward to changing classes."

"Fun?"

"I was wondering if I could be in a class with Zhou-kun."

At midday, when he laughed slightly smelly, Zhou wanted to hit his head against the elbow of the couch. Finally, I want to peel my chest.

"... we're not talking about anything else, are we?

"Even so, I'll calm down. And... well, you'll see, won't you?

To the point of not being a stalker.

"... I wouldn't be angry where Zhou-kun saw me"

Look at all of it, it's too pure of me to look at her directly as a circumference with a slightly annoying feeling when I say innocently midday.

Even though what you want me to see means you want me to watch you, it sounds more than that.

He has no other intention, so you can't take this one for granted.

Mm-hmm. I'll let you flaunt your shoulders as you honk your throat and shed your own unmistakable misunderstanding.

"You'd make others sick if you watched. This is what it looks like."

If we were alone, we would still be given the title of creepy guy besides Root Dark Boys if we were watching midday at school.

I don't want them to know I'm very conscious because I'm going to make it pretty much irrelevant at school in the first place.

I was just subtly dissatisfied at midday.

"Even if they look like that"

"... Zhou-kun, don't you cut your hair?

"What is it, abruptly? I'm not trying to keep it short, even if it's all there."

"No body..."

"You know what?"

"But the cool Zhou-kun figure is my only secret, and that's it."

I felt that midday today was kind of showing a very sweeter attitude towards Zhou than usual, or so-called dere.

What is usually bearable is likely to be fatal to various conscious surroundings.

Midday slaps me in the leg with an uncomfortable eye the moment I spill "... nothing cool," to delude him that his face is about to turn red.

I know what you're trying to say, but I'm embarrassed to look at you.

"Okay. I'm sorry. Your aesthetically cool, okay?

"Not very good, I'm glad"

At midday, which convinced me, I reach around and lift my forehead.

The neat vision photographed the midday of serious eyes.

"Zhou Kun is the one who's depraved himself, isn't he? You're so cool."

"... I'm embarrassed when they cut me in the front."

"Zhou Kun always tells me, so Zhou Kun should also spoil and accept it, right?

Even I was embarrassed, at midday when I said confidently, I remember her blushing as though she did say she was cute and still this.

It's cute at midday when Zhou praises it, so he speaks praise with vegetables, but I guess it doesn't accumulate as midday when it's illuminated every time.

"... you're the only one trying to tell me that."

"Zhou-kun should be more confident, right? Don't let anyone who comforts me be unsure."

"... even so, come on"

"Zhou-kun helped me and made me feel confident. I really appreciate it.... Zhou-kun also wants you to be confident. Zhou-kun is a sweet, cool nice guy."

"... oh, let's"

I can't help but light it up when you say that directly in front of me.

As for the circumference, which is just not very praiseworthy, it was also genuinely praised by the woman I liked and very uncomfortable.

Naturally I'm glad, but embarrassment stands first.

Or the percentage of embarrassment was more overwhelming, and how frightening, Zhou reached into his midday head to distract and deceive him and caressed his head squeamishly.

"Hey, ah, Zhou-kun..."

"Shut up."

"... yes, fine, but don't mess with it"

It could have been a violent gesture on the girl, turning it into a rush to stroke her gently to comb, and she honestly offers her head at midday.

I heard a sub audio from her saying 'stroke me more', probably because of the convenient delusions around her.

Still not hated, so I stroked my glossy hair to get it done.

(... is it sweet for me)

Because there had never been a sweet person before, maybe for the first time, I wanted to be sweet by being able to know all the circumstances and the truth.

Then you should be more spoiled, I pushed my impassioned emotion of wanting to touch into the back of my mind and gently stroked my head as I wished.

In the middle of the day when he leaned down with a bright red face after the end, it was a natural flow that Zhou, who stroked him scattered in good shape, also blushed his face.