"... that, I'm sorry"
Midday abruptly apologized after a thousand years of age returned.
When I look at midday sitting next to me with my eyes round without even knowing why I was apologized for, I am shrinking my torso and lowering my brow butt sorry.
"... of pranks."
"Prank?"
"Thousand Years, I didn't do anything to Zhou-kun... but I..."
"Oh, it's midday?
I did say that Chitoshi himself had done nothing, and at midday I said that Chitoshi had done (...) nothing. I haven't said a word that I didn't do it myself at midday.
As for Zhou, I had unconsciously ruled out that midday would do something over here, but apparently that midday did something.
He confessed guilt, and he seemed subtle.
"What have you done?"
"Well, chewy puffy..."
"... does that fall into the realm of pranks"
"Then, Zhou-kun's sleeping face and Zhou-kun's hair fluttered."
"You like that at midday."
"... Yes"
"That's all?"
"... Yes"
Shin, and I have a visible attitude of reflection, but I want to go in and do it if it's not a prank.
At midday, it would be some kind of skinship called prank.
If that's a prank, Zhou will be setting up a prank at midday, so it's difficult to be judged a prank.
"I'm not mad at you. Well, if it's fun at midday, that's fine, 'cause I just slept in public in the middle of nowhere."
"Oh, thank you......"
"Well, I don't think it would be fun to see this guy's sleeping face..."
"... it was cute, wasn't it?
"You're the only one who says he's cute on a man's sleeping face."
"That's not true. Thousands of years old."
"That's definitely a tease..."
He says he is absolutely funny and cute about a thousand years old.
I hope you don't trust me too much because apart from the cuteness I think midday is.
"... cute, with"
"With?"
"Filled with puffy puffy puffy."
"Wouldn't it be fun to wear a man's cheek?"
"It's fun, right?
From Zhou himself, cheeks are not so pleasant even if they are stiff compared to women.
I don't know what midday found pleasure in, but I can't complain if the very act of being followed is fun.
"Well, I don't know what it feels like. I feel comfortable with your cheeky puffy puffs."
Set up a prank in the middle of the day.
Even so, I modestly put soft cheeks on my fingertips because touching them without too much hesitation is also a problem.
Midday cheeks still have the softness that is characteristic of women, and they feel like they're mochi. There is no waste of meat, but should I say that the flesh itself is soft?
The skin was smooth and luminous because it was just cared for, and I felt comfortable enough to remember the pleasure just by touching it.
I wonder if I could touch this one if midday touched me, what an excuse I gave myself, while gently pinching my midday cheek.
Ugh, and soft stretching cheeks.
As midday looks up a little dissatisfied, I gently stroke it in my finger belly to forgive you because it's not good to overdo it on boulders.
Yes, just like when touching a kitten, gently and politely.
"... n"
Immediately the dissatisfied face subsides and the fuzzy grin finally comes to mind as if it contained something.
Was it honey that contained plenty or was it a sweet smile?
(... really loose or something)
I was worried about the loosening of midday when a man touched me and gave me this smile, but I was a little embarrassed by the fact that midday wouldn't let a man touch my body in the first place.
I realized that I was treated somewhat specially, and I wanted to hit my head on the back of the couch.
I reached under my midday jaw to deceive all sorts of creeps and impulses, and now my voice rang low if I moved my fingers a bit like I really caressed the cat.
"... what is it"
"Practice when you go to Cat Cafe"
"What do you do to humans..."
"Because midday looks like a cat. But it's doggy and rabbit."
"What do you mean..."
That's what I'm talking about.
Recently it has been understood that at midday there is an atmosphere like cats, dogs and a slight rabbit element added and divided by three.
At first I knew him, he was still a vigilant cat, but as he got closer, he wasn't even as people-friendly as a dog... but he started showing me the side that made me smile and follow him to the person I nostalgic for.
I just added the rabbit because I somehow had a lonely image of the rabbit in the perimeter.
You want to be cute, and if you stroke under your chin for the good that you don't hate yourself, I'll honestly stroke your head because midday spilled a small "I wish I had a head".
I didn't dare tell you that these places look like dogs.
"... I'm the cat, the dog and the rabbit... then Zhou-kun is the wolf"
"That's me, the wind that's hitting women...?
"That's not what I meant. Wolves are companions. They take great care of their fellow herds. Well, the herd seems to be formed in a basic family, so it's different in that sense, but Zhou-kun, because once you put it in your nostalgia, you care so much."
"... well, maybe so"
Zhou's friendship range is narrow. People who can be said to be close are enough to count with both hands.
I just want to be as good as I can to that friendly person, and I want to take care of it. If they call that face a wolf, maybe they can't deny it.
"And... do you want it to be?"
"Do you want it to be?
"... no, it's nothing. Never mind. Well, she looks like a wolf because she has a lot of hair."
"It's not a wolf element."
He stopped trying to say something else. Since Midday touches Zhou's hair, Zhou did not pursue it and let him touch his hair as he liked at midday.