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

"Sports festival competition at midday, what hope did you have?"

After dinner, he asks at midday as he removes the ice cream from the freezer while tuppering the leftovers.

At midday, when I tupped Tsukima's stew, which was dinner of the day, my gaze rose to remind me, "That's right," as I handed the spoon around.

"I'm a relay and a borrowing race."

"Oh, he's wearing it. I want to race balls and borrowings."

I don't know if hope will pass, but I honestly don't think the jade holder will pass because it's not very popular.

The borrowing race is either through or subtle, but, well, there is no problem in becoming a third hope obstacle race.

That's more about balance and flexibility than pure leg strength, so even the average leg speed around won't pull the team's legs.

"You're unwilling to exercise thoroughly."

"The cake is a cake shop. I'm not that athletic."

"... Zhou Kun had an average physical education score, sure"

Unfortunately.

Now I would have been a little more aggressive if I had even gotten to the motor nerves, but Hate Zhou is not quite good at exercising.

I'm not so fatally bad as to say I don't like it, so I'm down to the rating that it's only average.

Well, unlike two people like Gateside and Midday, whose efforts and talents combined, literary martial arts are another dream.

"... Honestly, you don't like Zhou-kun Sports Festival"

"Oops. I don't hate exercise, but I hate exercising under duress."

The two of us go back to the couch in the living room, remembering the bitter memories of the winter marathon.

It's not that I don't have the strength, and if it's the kind of distance I do in class, I can run, but it's honestly not funny that time limits are set and distances are specified.

Normally it feels good to run my goal minutes at my own pace, so I still deplore the fact that compulsion is not a good thing mentally.

I smile small and bitter at midday as I watch the sinister looking circumference take the lid off the ice cream.

"I don't even know. 'Cause I don't really like being forced on someone either."

"No. So, well, it's more like doing and contributing normally than appropriately..."

If you get too far out of your hands on the boulder, the accusations will fly, and I feel guilty as a perimeter.

So I can't die, but I'm going to do my best to demonstrate my strength in moderation. Well, I don't have a lot of hard work to do if it's what I hoped it would be.

"Hehe, it's a shame you can't see Zhou-kun working"

"I'll take care of it. It'll work with balls in it... it could be"

"Perhaps."

"Well, it's a plain event, so it doesn't stand out."

I don't know why I even became a high school student and had a cute competition called Jade in it. Even though some high schools will now be obsolete, they are still going on in our schools.

It may be a bailout against motor tone deafness, but nevertheless the jade pocket is likely to be a picture surface lacking tension.

"You're good at throwing things at Zhou Kun, aren't you? I've never thrown a tissue in a trash can before and removed it."

Though it was a trivial addition, Zhou had to laugh bitterly at midday.

"Forgive me for the mess, because I'm not out of the trash"

"Well, it's a house, I hope. But Zhou-kun's aim is really accurate."

"I'm good at throwing. Good at darts and stuff. Well done for taking him to his mother."

The mother's son-turning tour is diverse.

He's wasted his stunt being taken from outdoors like Survival Games and Gorge Down to various places like Darts and Bowling and Game Center.

Though I can't say it's all in vain because that seems to help this time.

"Has Zhou Kun received some kind of talent education?"

"Maybe he's taking it for fun."

"It's amazing in a way, Shibako too"

Rather than shuddering, it is a midday whining as impressed, but it cannot be fully affirmed as a circumference that has continued to be twisted.

However, I am sure that I am grateful to Shibako.

The same is true of all the experiences you've had, but I didn't have to twist to the fatal thanks to the fact that you treated me the same way in middle school and when I blocked you in.

As such, I still want you to stop turning and wearing me out.

"... the event is the event and I don't think it stands out. I'll do my best. It's a little depressing though."

Tie so, insert a spoon into the ice cream that has melted so well, and sip for a bite.

By the way, what you're holding right now is an ice cream with a modest, rich cocoa flavour served by a famous luxury chocolate company exclusive to convenience stores.

One coin is expensive as an over-the-counter product, so I intend to take care of each bite.

"Don't you like it so much, sports festival"

"No, you don't like being out there for half a day in gymnastics even though it's getting a little hot. Though there's a tent."

"Well, that's what they say. But you have to work hard, right?

"I'll do quite a bit."

"Already."

It was midday with my lips pointed, but my gaze is spooned, to be exact, sucked up by the ice cream, so I laugh.

I wish you'd bought me a midday portion of sweet stuff lovers, too, but if I took a spoon before midday to try it out, my eyes glowed so bright.

It's getting really much easier to tell than it used to be, but when I sneered and approached my midday lips, I didn't hesitate to include a spoon in my mouth as much as a kitten that could feed its owner from his hand.

My eyes narrow all the time.

Probably, delicious. I can tell by the look on your face.

The same goes for Zhou, but the midday tongue is the type that is more sensitive than people and is able to determine the good and bad taste. If she looks delicious, I guess it's a hit.

"... Isn't this a good one"

You know what I mean?

"I mean, look at the package and you'll see. It's better than I thought."

"Right. Here."

When I give him another bite, he's honestly eating puffy and smiling satisfied.

The inner heat twitched up to my face on a more melted look than ice cream I put back at room temperature for a little while.

(... Shit, I was feeding them normally)

I was trying to maintain a normal sense of distance from midday as much as possible, but this is it right away.

Even though we were conscious of Zhou in the middle of the day, we have this alarmed look, so it is mutual, but there is no normal way for a man to be happy.

"... midday, I'll do it all"

"Huh?"

"I'll make coffee. No. Do it."

Pressing the cup and spoon of ice cream at the baffling middle of the day, Zhou rammed the filter and coffee beans into the coffee maker in a shitty way towards the kitchen to escape.