"... so if you see that guy, what am I supposed to do?

As midday is also on the chest of the circumference, I gently stroke my head with my palms and inquire, and a slowly raised face, midday stares at this one with quiet eyes.

I looked back in relief because the expression did not include shock or suffering, and at midday I lowered my eyebrows as I seemed to have a little trouble being stared at.

"... nothing, I think I should like Zhou-kun"

"Don't you want midday to be like this?"

I thought it might be something I didn't want you to get involved with, but I shook my head loose at midday.

"Nothing... if you met him when he was with me or if he talked to me when I was alone, anyway, if Zhou-kun said he met the man alone, I wouldn't say anything about that response anyway. I'd like you to report back to Boulder."

"... well. You're not gonna be involved at midday, are you?

"Yes.... if you have something to say to me, it would be weird to be hiding and watching if I could just go ahead and tell you directly and contact you via email. If you don't come into contact with yourself, you won't take action from me. I'll leave it."

Midday seems concerned about the presence of fatherly figures, but he doesn't want to go out of his way to make contact with them. Zhou would have done so in the midday position, but it was once again well understood that midday and parental obsession were profound around the decision to ignore the fact that the father was almost certain.

In the middle of the day, which is sweetened by re-burying his face in the chest of the sleigh and circumference, the circumference returns only "soka," turning his hand behind his knee and back at midday, and puts him on his own leg sideways.

Pushing her lips against her forehead so that she could smile small and forgive her surprised midday expression, she immediately bright red her face and buried her face in her chest again so that she could hide.

This time, I laughed that it was adorable there too, as the significance of the lightning concealment was huge, and the momentum was pushing me as if I were going to stick my head up my forehead a little hard.

"... well, I'm not at midday, and I can't say much to someone else's house... it's best to make sure that midday is what you want, and I'll back you up for what you've decided to do"

Zhou is only someone else. Periodically, of course, it says "so far".

So I don't go deep into midday family situations. Unless she wants it, she can only softly support it on the side.

Still, I decided to stay on my side, and no matter what the midday family is, Zhou is good for midday.

If midday wanted to escape the house, Zhou was ready to make it happen for you.

At midday when Zhou snorted a small "yes" to Zhou's words, Zhou stroked his hair once.

"Don't worry, you're welcome."

If midday laughed to whisper and tear with a critical audible voice, Zhou stroked his midday hair with a strange gesture, as midday, when he raised his face with a lot of momentum, looked at this one with a face that was more reddish than earlier.