Whether he was tired of traveling, tired of what his parents said and did, when he woke up, it wasn't much of a time to say morning. If you're going to be specific, it'll be noon in an hour.
I get up and pick up the towel kettle I was dropping on the floor at some point and fold it up, cum, and drop one big yawn.
(... you hadn't planned today yet)
There was something about the four of us wanting to go out in the hope of midday, but I hadn't told my parents that yet, and I was going to stay home for a few days to rest my body when I got home.
So I don't have a problem waking up near noon, but I also feel that it's too full even though it's summer vacation.
When I get up and change slowly with the sleigh of, get in shape and reach the living room, it's natural, but I'm already around the table at midday with Shudo and Shibako.
I was peeking into something like a big book, and midday was making my eyes slightly glitter.
"Morning. What are you looking at?"
"Ah, good morning"
I finished my morning greeting with a look that didn't even see any shards of drowsiness, and at midday I drop my gaze on it again.
I dropped my gaze the same way Zhou did what it was, then I held my face down with my palms.
"... well, come on, why are you watching the album without me..."
Look at the picture of some familiar kid muddy, groaning.
My parents are the type to take souvenir photos and cherish memories, so it's not strange to have an album in itself. The problem is that we're showing it at midday.
The wide open album shows what I looked like at a young age. Compared to now, it's cute. Unusually, there was something dodgy about me in the photo.
I stare at Shibako, who was showing off in an atmosphere such as soothing while wanting to tongue her muddy, half-baked self.
"What, you wanted to see a cute picture of yourself? I wish you'd have told me sooner."
I said, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
"... couldn't you see?
"No, but here's the thing, you're embarrassed"
"She's cute."
"Cute to a man isn't a compliment."
If it's cool or something, it's still cute is definitely not a compliment.
I'm not happy, even though I know the craziness of a child means adorable.
When I turned to Pupu, there was a clear sign of laughter for the three of us.
"Oh, that's good. Midday's crazy about you, huh?
'Cause that means you're definitely smiling.'
"Yes, there's Zhou Kun now, so"
"Mr. Vertebra really likes Zhou. As a parent, I'm glad to have such a solid child on my side."
Midday was shrinking with his eyes down in the corner of his sight at Shudo's words.
You're probably praised and shy, but this one with all the pictures of you doing citation dodgy exposing black history while you don't know it is more shameful up there.
The laughter of the two parents is directed around the area where they sit on the couch somewhat to indicate that they are unhappy.
"Don't be obstinate. I suppose it's true that there's a good boy on your side who'll accept any circumference, right?
"... although that's true"
"Well, what's a little sad is that we didn't get a report."
"Ugh."
Shibako, I don't know if you finally heard it or if you heard it directly from midday, but Shudo also seems to know that Zhou made out with midday.
"... I'd be ashamed to say we dated for a while or something"
"Still, I wanted you to say it. Well, I was guessing."
"'Cause it's not the time Zhou brings the girl home. You were easy to understand in the first place."
"Ugh. We're dating. I'm sorry!
"You're not being honest. Yeah, really. I don't know if I should be like this, Midday."
"Well, Zhou-kun is a lighter... because I also like Zhou-kun"
"Oh, well."
"You're friendly and reassuring."
The exhaustion of the perimeter just increases to the parents who smile and look at midday and throw the same gaze here. I wasn't even willing to react anymore.
(... It's awesome Away even though it's my parents' house)
I expected this to happen to my parents because of their personality, but I still felt very unhappy and uncomfortable as a son. Midday is more welcoming and tame than my real son, so I don't feel at ease mentally.
Ha, sigh and turn the album on your knees in a damned way.
Many of the photographs that Midday looked like it would be fun to see still put aside Zhou's failures. Some are simply taken in commemoration, but more often with child-specific taunts.
There are some pictures of women's clothing that come to mind.
Until half of the junior high school students, who had been growing slowly, looked young, so Shibako was sometimes able to dress women's clothes at play.
I grew tall from sophomore year so I stopped doing so, but it is a bitter memory to hear them say female face in the shadows.
(... that's familiar)
Once I became close to Zhou and found out about them, I also think of them as natural.
I left the area to avoid them, but now, no matter how bad, I'm separated from the past. I'm not even going to immerse myself in sentiment.
I'm just slightly disgusted that you might meet them who went to school locally, so much so.
When I closed the album and looked up so as to break my annoying thoughts, I saw midday peeking at this one.
"... Oh, uh, are you angry...?
"How did that happen? I just thought I'd miss you."
He looked in a bad mood and was anxious. He flaunted his shoulder at midday and put the album back on the table.
There's no reason to worry about it at midday, and I gently reach out and stroke my head to get my parents' warm eyes.
Open your eyes wide once, but loosen them tight and comfortable.
Shibako was about to smile, but ignored it and gently stroked her head to forgive her anxious midday.