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

I just got into a class with midday and it didn't change my life around me.

I take classes seriously like a student, eat with trees and school food, and go home after school because I don't have a club. There was no first thing to do with midday. Naturally.

"You, is that okay?

When I'm having lunch in the dining room the same as during my freshman year, I say so, as the tree I sat in front remembered.

Thousands of years old, by the way, can get mixed up on this occasion, but they're eating with us today at midday. I smiled a little when we seemed to get along completely at midday and publicly.

"What is it?"

"Stay like this with that guy"

"Nothing. You don't have to bother talking to me at school."

If you talk about it, you'll definitely be able to look at it like "what is it?" from around you.

It is suicidal that Zhou, who enters into a wildly adult classification, is involved in the middle of the day.

"No, I talked to him. I think he's nagging."

"... well, I admit it"

They're taking the perimeter out of sight at midday as much as possible, but from time to time, it's my heart to look over here. But it's annoying.

It's okay because it's only when people don't have eyes, but I can't stay because Chitose looks at me instead and gives me a glance to say, "This heck" or something.

"I just have to look like that now"

"Oh no. It's so annoying. Doesn't make it much cooler."

Besides, even though rumors have now subsided in the first place, the example man style is witnessed with midday. Zhou = When connected to an example man, it would be so noisy that it would likely interfere with Zhou's future student life.

"How can you be... at least you look hot"

"Where?"

I don't think she was suddenly hot where she changed her hair somewhat, but the tree seemed certain for some reason.

"You're the character a girl wants to be her boyfriend. Your mouth is honest for what it's worth, even if it's a little bad, and girls are the type to take care of."

"... isn't that normal?

"You're the type of guy who can take care of the feelings of a girl who wants you to take care of her when you say there are many boys who can't do that normality. It's not solitary, it looks like it's going into action."

"... how can you be so sure"

"Otherwise, there's no way you can connect that guy who looks loving on the surface but wary and tearful."

You can't deny it when you say it.

The tree laughs when she bites her lips.

"... or one thing, okay?

"What the fuck?"

"I wouldn't take care of it so much if I didn't like it," he said.

"Ugh. Sorry."

You already know that with attitude, and you can't hide it.

I rinsed the ramen I had asked for when I felt rotten.

The tree was nodding more like convinced I knew than to tease, and he looked impressed.

"I'd rather be happy as far as I'm concerned. It's good to have someone you want to take care of."

"I see."

"Hopefully I'll accomplish it"

"... nothing, as far as I'm concerned, you don't have to make it happen. If he's gonna be happy, it doesn't have to be me."

Of course I think that person is who I am, but if midday means picking a man who doesn't know who he is and he's going to be happy, then it should be blessed.

On the other hand, I don't hate it when I swallow my feelings if midday makes me happy. At midday, you should be happy. For a less-favoured minute, I wouldn't be commensurate with my previous efforts if I didn't receive a lot of happiness.

"... heck"

"That's weird.... well, even me, I want to be happy, but come on"

"Then you can tell him that."

"Can you say it, fool?"

I'm not so shallow as to confess even though I'm not sure I'm still liked as a heterosexual.

In the first place, I am quite cautious in socializing at midday, and I won't be dating or socializing with half a dozen thoughts on trying and playing first.

From what I've heard about my midday parents, there's certainly no reason to snort easily at midday. I don't think it will develop into a relationship if we're not prepared and willing to consolidate ourselves with each other, so there's no way we can easily communicate our thoughts.

"... Honestly, my wife"

"Shut up. That's okay, 'cause I'm gonna make sure he likes me."

"... here's the thing, I wish I could say it all from a third party. Come on"

"What the fuck?"

"Nothing.... well, good luck. I'm here for you."

For some reason he was backed up with a frightened voice, so Zhou gratefully received it even as he whispered his eyebrows.