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

When I got home, the next day, the first thing I did was clean.

I didn't because I was tired the day I got home to the boulder, but if I had vacated the house for two weeks, the room would also be dusty. It's a small one, but I just want to keep it as clean as possible to spend midday at home with you.

That's why Zhou was cleaning at midday using the cleaning technique. By the way, he cleans his home at midday, so he is alone in Zhou.

Although I am not good at cleaning at midday, I have no problem maintaining it. It's midday. 'If you clean it properly, it won't take a lot of effort. It takes away unnecessarily hard work and time because we're behind you. "

As taught at midday, I kept it clean simply by doing regular light cleaning.

Again, it didn't take long to clean it because the dust is just somewhat down on the furniture.

I wiped the furniture a little dust, vacuumed it, and then I finished wiping the windows, and Zhou looked up at the clock.

The time is already after fifteen o'clock.

The supermarket sales we always go through often start at sixteen, so it's time to head there.

(Though I think so, I've been dyeing it)

The only reason we're going to the supermarket is because we emptied the fridge before we went home, so we don't have the ingredients for dinner today. I did it with a couple ramen or cold meals in the morning and noon, but not for dinner.

The shopper is circumferential, but the material cost is half fold. The idea of making it as cheap as possible isn't strange... but it would be somewhat stained for high school boys to care about the cost of food.

I laughed at my changes all the time myself, and for now I went to my room to get dressed to change my light and dirty clothes.

"... hmm?

As I walked to the supermarket, thinking, I saw a lightly colored hair with a familiar pigment.

I look back, but naturally I can only see behind me. If it's not even midday hair length, it's different because of gender in the first place. The thinness of that color, natural rather than dyed, is unusual.

Sometimes it's unusual, but when I went into the supermarket where I arrived and threw the ingredients for dinner of the day into the basket, I heard a familiar voice from behind.

"It's rare to see you here."

"Nine."

A young man who became close in a horseback riding battle through the side of the gate raises a basket on his arm just like Zhou.

By the way, what's in the basket is sweets and juices, so he was shopping more like a boy high school student.

"Fujimiya is this way?

"Oops. I thought Kyoue wasn't coming this way..."

"I just came to buy it out because I'm staying at a friend's house. Fujimiya is... rice?

"Mm-hmm. It's a dinner buyout."

As you can see, the basket in Zhou's hand contains something that you can't recognize no matter how wrong it is with snacks such as raw chicken, radish, or milk or tofu.

"Speaking of which, does Fujimiya live alone? Rarely."

"Well, midday makes rice..."

"... Speaking of which, I thought you said... you're living an amazing life"

"Right. I appreciate it at midday."

The diet around her would be a mess if she wasn't around. Even though I can do some cleaning, I'm still not good at cooking.

Assuming he's gone, Zhou's current life will no longer be made up.

"It looks like midday," Jiuze sighs softly, grinning little bitterly.

"I don't know, really... is that it, first of all?

"Right. Even at midday."

"You can say that with confidence."

"I know you love me."

I wasn't confident in favor before we dated, but not now. I am aware that she is cherished and liked at midday, and I know that she wants to be on the side of the perimeter.

He recognized it to be purely true, not over-conscious or anything. Proof of confidence may be that you can do so now.

To Zhou, who answered lightly and without precipitation, Kue smiles bitterly on behalf of Zhou, who had smiled bitterly until earlier.

"Well, if you feel confident, I think it's a good thing. It's better than that time when you were a sympathizer."

"Tough."

"'Cause I could see you liked it no matter what you thought. It's none of my business, but if you're happy, that's fine."

Feel his praise with his shoulders clasped and loosen his cheeks.

"... Yuta was convinced, and I think it fits round."

"Huh?"

"Yeah, it's nothing. Well, I'm going to the register."

Why, by the gate, I thought, before making the pursuit, Kuze just turned his back on this one and left, so Zhou turned his back on him to throw the ingredients of the dinner he had noted to his smartphone while confused.