"Zhou-kun, where are you going?

When I was wearing my shoes in the front door, midday would be my voice when I realized Zhou was ready to go out.

I guess I called because it's a little late to go out after 3pm already.

"Hmm? Oh, the neighborhood supermarket. My mother asked me to shop a little."

I don't want to go out with Zhou.

I just got a message to Zhou's smartphone. The couple will be home late today, so I don't have time to go buy them out, so please buy me what I need.

I wish I was free, but I just wanted you to say it in the morning.

Apparently he was convinced by Zhou's words. Midday returns "I see," then he kneels next to Zhou, who is tying a string of sneakers.

I can tell by the mirror and feel placed on the wall of the front door that my hair was bouncing or that it was fixed with my hands.

"If you're buying it out, should I go too?

"No, because I don't have much luggage and it's cloudy and suspicious and I'm in a bit of a hurry. It's not a big deal, and I'll be fine by myself."

It's going to come down if you're wandering around too long outside in the weather, and I don't want you wandering around in this hot weather, even though the sun is showing shade.

Zhou looks up at midday in a hurry because he thinks it would be quicker if he left as soon as he finishes buying out anyway, which he refused to do, but midday showed him feeling like he was "... Really?"

"Oh, no, not that I don't want to go."

"Wow, I know. I just wanted to go out with you."

"... I'm going on another date, huh?

If we go out, we're going to do it again, and since women need support to go out in the first place, it won't be possible to go out right now.

Reaching out gently and turning his head, he stroked, and at midday he gave a small grin and nodded "yes" after a gentle glance.

"Well, you're waiting for me home"

"Ooh."

Seems convinced, Zhou also nodded lightly and left the front door with his bag.

As a result, Zhou was in pain that he was glad he didn't take him at midday.

"... ha-ha, I knew it was down"

I thought the clouds were suspicious, but the rain dripped one after the other from the indicative sky, and the clothes around me became darker and heavier than they went wet. The fabric sticking to my body is annoying and I pinch my clothes and let the air in gently.

Fortunately, the product I purchased was plastic packaged so that I had no problem getting wet, so the damage was only to the perimeter, but by the time I got home, I had completely turned into a wet mouse.

"Welcome home, Zhou-kun. Rain, it's been quite a while."

Once I heard the sound of a slipper, I came to the front door on a small run, midday looking around and circling my eyes.

I guess I didn't think you were so wet. Neither did Zhou think that his rainfall would be stronger this far.

"I'm home. I know it's probably raining through, but it was stronger than I thought."

"I wish the weather had kept me until I got home...... Anyway, you should take a bath once. I'm ready."

"Thank you."

My cheeks warm my chest at midday when I naturally receive a bag of supermarket from Zhou's hand and smile.

Should I say it's nasty, or should I say I feel happy? I also felt a family-like atmosphere and felt tickled that I was interacting in this way as a matter of course.

"... I don't like it"

"Huh?"

"I hope you get a bath and welcome me like this."

My parents don't really show these scenes because they work together, but it's a common scene in comics and dramas, and I thought they were secretly jealous.

You can taste the happiness of having a home in a simulated fashion, astute sexually, and then the warmth of the spring sunshine crosses your chest.

You remember so much unwanted happiness because it's an interaction with someone you want to cherish for the rest of your life.

I laughed small at midday, slightly blushing my cheeks and wandering, shouting, "Well, thank God I'm going to take a bath," and sliding through the sides.

I may have said something that wasn't even in the pattern, but I couldn't stop my cheeks from loosening in an upbeat mood.

If I got out of the bath, midday was in the living room, sitting properly on the couch and waiting. I have a hairdryer in my hand.

There is also a dryer in the washroom, but they showed the readiness in anticipation of Zhou coming out without drying.

"I can't wait to cool down the hot water."

"It's cool, but it's hard to get cold and catch a cold.... Look, I'll sit there"

"I don't mind."

"If you leave it alone, the same goes for the cold, but it also hurts your hair."

I sit next to midday because I was told not to stick around, and at midday I get up like a replacement and go around behind the couch, putting in a plug for the dryer.

I'm standing right behind the circumference and moisturizing with a towel, but somehow, it's still ticklish. Spiritually rather than sensibly.

"Zhou-kun doesn't fix this kind of sloppiness, does he? Sometimes I leave without putting on my top for a bath."

"It's hot... because I wear it right in the winter"

"That's cold, then. But just because it's hot doesn't mean you don't wear the top is because it's hot and it's a source of cold. I won't forgive you if my eyes are black."

Midday eyes are caramel colored, or you're going to stay on my side for the rest of your life, the inside swallows up and honestly only returns "I'll be careful" but it stays.

I don't know, it's nice to be taken care of. I feel sorry for you at midday, but still felt good to have you wipe the moisture off with a towel like this at midday.

In the middle of the day, when the coarse moisture is inhaled with a careful hand, expose the surrounding hair to warm wind with a well-prepared hairdryer.

I was comfortable flattering the midday handwriting, which I have been careful to take care of my hair from day to day.

As for the circumference, which I don't really like to be touched by my hair, it's the first time at midday that I think it feels good to be dried. I like to be touched by my hair in the middle of the day in the first place, so it may simply mean choosing someone to be touched.

"Zhou-kun doesn't seem to take great care of it, but it's sloppy."

I heard a small grunt, as disputed by the sound of the dryer.

"Really? Well, I haven't taken care of it as carefully as midday. Midday is hard work. It's not even easy."

I wonder if my hair is as lustrous as midday silk and as good as my fingers are, just by looking at it. I guess it's a hassle to take care of it.

I know because I touch it well, but my flax hair at midday is straight, soft and thin and very pleasant to touch.

Complete with angel rings with no branched hair, straight hair is a beauty that everyone envies, and I am impressed that it is often long but keeps its luster.

"It's a pain in the ass because it's a long time."

"Well, if it's that long, it'll take time."

"Sometimes I want to hang up on you. … which do you prefer, short or long?"

"I don't particularly like it... I think they're both cute though. I like to see midday fashionable and having fun, so I guess I'm glad you're here at the length I like midday."

In the first place, women aren't always looking good for men, and many women like and stretch their hair.

Assuming Zhou's word changes his midday hairstyle, it's complicated, on the other hand, which I'm glad he tries to match his taste.

I think Zhou would like to see him fashionable as he likes midday, and I want him to make sure midday is what he thinks because he's cute at any length at midday. I didn't want to twist it in Zhou's words.

"... is that what it is"

"Well, in the middle of the day, what kind of hair do I have?"

"Zhou-kun likes any hairstyle"

"No, that's what I'm talking about."

"... Yes"

I didn't look back, but there were signs and laughter that haunted me in the back.

The answer didn't seem wrong.

Midday when I was happily drying my circumferential hair, but the movement of my fingers stops when I was drying my hair to comb.

"... but"

"Hmm?"

"Zhou-kun with wet hair is amazing"

"Wow?"

"... I mean colorful... I thought it was cool"

I would have simply divulged my thoughts instead of wanting you to do this, but Zhou makes his lips arc small in the midday grunt.

"Shall we?

"Yes, fine! It's Shin."

If you joke and suggest it, the vibrations will be transmitted to the hands that touched the surrounding hair, as if they were shaking their heads.

I'm sure your midday cheeks are showing redness right now.

While regretting that he couldn't see it, Zhou laughed lightly and kept it in mind to imagine the look of midday that seemed to be illuminating behind him.