"Oh, Midday, your face is bright red, but what's wrong?"

"Hey, it's nothing..."

My parents, all back from work because of their different job titles and workplaces, look at midday and tilt their necks wonderfully.

At midday he was sitting on the couch in the living room blushing. The reason is probably because Zhou was kissing and shaking hands at midday mundane.

"Zhou, maybe"

"I swear, I didn't do anything."

It's just a hug or a light touch. Midday capacity overtook only because midday is in the end the beginning.

Zhou can't talk about people either, but it's only too early to get back on your feet, so now he's back in peace.

"The handkerchief 'ha'. It's not what you said."

"I was snuggling healthy, now you're okay"

"I totally reopened it."

"Shut up."

"It's just so sloppy Zhou. I'd like to make it right in the middle of the day too."

"Midday's mine, so no."

"Oh well."

I am not happy to let Shibako monopolize midday because once I give Shibako midday, it will continue to be in place for the time being and Zhou is still creepy and seems tired even if he is happy at midday.

At midday he was blushing his cheeks again with a small rebellion of "Mine..." and that appeared to make him stronger than Shibako.

Shudo, who was listening to me, also grinned with a smile as he watched Shibako's included grin through the midday when his white cheeks remained stained.

"Well, what about getting along as a family"

"Huh?"

"See, Mr. Vertebra said we all wanted to go out, didn't he?

I had told my parents that midday was when they all said they wanted to go out, but they didn't think they were going to bring it up now. Caramel colored eyes are flashing.

"Zhou and Vertebra are still here for the next holiday, so let's go."

"Right! It's a corner, and we've all gone out!... don't you like it?

"Oh, no!

"Then it's settled. Hehe, I wonder where we're going."

Midday is frighteningly shrinking his body to Shibako, who plays the end of the story and talks amicably with Shudo about "I wonder where".

Perhaps you remember how sorry you really are to go out with you, even though you wish.

(... both my mother and father say they like midday and want to go out)

Where Zhou advanced, they don't spend time with someone they don't like.

It means that they really like it when they're letting us in this house in the first place, and it's pointless to be anxious because they want to go out of there.

"Be prepared. Mothers, I'll take you around midday."

"No, thank you and I'm glad. We never went out like this..."

Remembering his childhood, Shibako lowered her hips next to midday sitting on the couch with an unchanging smile, that is, on the other side of the circumference, at midday when she lay her eyes down with a modest grin that seeped through the loneliness slightly.

Hold him as he is at midday and stroke his head.

"Midday is our earliest family, so you can sweeten me as much as you like, okay?

"He's cuter than my son."

"Oh, you must be jealous."

"Yikes. I'm happy for midday. Nothing."

At midday, when Shibako is hugging me tightly and adoring me, I lay my eyes down embarrassed by turning off the atmosphere earlier, even as I look embarrassed.

This kind of place is not honest. It is a testament to the fact that midday is happy.

Midday is delightful, and as someone who wants Midday to be named Fujimiya in the future, Ningro parents are most welcome to like it. It's complicated, though, to be somewhat skinny.

"You're all grown up."

"You're making fun of me."

"No, I don't think so. I'm just glad you grew up to be a man who wanted to be happy."

"What's so obvious..."

"Heh heh, there aren't many people like that. That's our kid."

"Yes, sir."

No one would hate for a preferred person to be happy. It's best that you laugh without giving in.

If you wish, you want to be happy, you want to be happy.

Zhou gently loosened his licence looking at midday when he shrunk in the light as Shibako stroked him.