The three of them, who had joined the tree that had returned from the buyout (Pasili), had slowly left themselves to the flow of people after eating what they had bought to see the stall.

"Well, that's a lot of people."

"That's the only festival around here. There are plenty of stalls, and they're quite large. I'll see you at school."

Well, it was so dispersed, but I would add that Zhou would just clasp his shoulders in the tree, laughing delightfully.

I guess you're wondering the word dispersal because the midday you were listening to makes a decent face.

A small sense of superiority stunned my chest when I thought it probably wasn't in my eyes before I realized it.

(Instead, you used to try to catch my attention at midday even though I was there.)

I thought the fact that Midday didn't see anything other than Zhou was well known at school, but he couldn't give up.

I don't even know what it feels like.

There is a girl nearby who is clear and pathetic and embodies the ideals of a man. From the other side, you won't be convinced that you took away a pompous man.

I just wanted you to understand that midday is obviously different for boulders than for Zhou.

(... they love me, too)

Of course I know, I've been feeling more and more pain lately.

Really, they care about you and they love you.

Naturally Zhou also treats him with as much heat as what Midday holds for him, but he still learned to itch because embarrassment and pride come at the same time.

"... I really like Zhou Manhiru, too. He's in my face."

"Huh."

"Compared to the old days, my affection got better, my expression and my eyes were so soft... I could tell, but it got sweeter."

"... I feel a little better about my affection, even though they say it's sweetened"

I know if your attitude is sweet, but I don't really feel it when people say your eyes and expression are sweet.

Zhou has an uneventful atmosphere in one way or another, and I am aware that he is the colder one, but when he says it is sweet, he puts his neck on it.

"Midday, am I sweet like that?

"Uh, well, it's, uh... yes"

"I wonder. I don't care if they say it's sweet."

"Next time I'll take a picture of you, be aware and bored."

Because it's amazing, and while I tried to refrain from adoring midday in public next time, I wasn't sure I could contain it because midday is always cute.

I'll blush my cheeks and look at this one. I'll just stroke my cheeks with my fingers at midday, while Zhou decides to put a little effort into his cheeks.

"... it's pointless for us to tighten our faces now."

"Weird"

"Mahiro would be happier if Zhou was sweet."

"Oh, well, that's... that, any Zhou-kun, I like. The crisp Zhou-kun, the sweet Zhou-kun, the colorful Zhou-kun..."

"Heh, I've seen the colourful circumference -"

He smiled slightly, but he didn't do anything nasty, so he didn't panic while creating the tannic surface.

Zhou and Midday have been dating for more than two months, but it has not extended beyond that as much as we have finally started kissing, and I intend to put up with it for a while.

I hate it when it seems like my body is looking to bring it into such an act right after dating me, and it's the midday one that's burdensome, so I won't be able to easily build momentum.

If midday wanted, I wouldn't have to think about it, but those signs were a story I haven't had any connection with so far.

"Nothing. I didn't do what you guys imagined."

"Around call it grandeur. Stoic or platonic"

"But you kissed her."

"... it's none of your business"

You reported there. At midday, I gently nibbled and blamed my reconnected hand, whining "I'm sorry," as midday looked bright red.

I can't complain because I must have spoken of it with a bounce of women's talk, but there was something embarrassing about it when it was pointed out this way.

If you try from a thousand years old, it's too late to kiss. "It's really pure of each other. Or circumference is tattered," she said of her smug sentiments, narrowing between her brows.

"... okay, nothing. You're going to be us."

"Yeah, that's fine. I just wanted to tell you that if you keep me waiting too long, the girls will be in a hurry."

"Chi, Chitoshi......"

"You should be honest with Mahiro, too, huh? than to talk to me about Zhou-kun not kissing me."

"Oh, no, no, no. That's what I'm talking about!

If you circle your eyes at midday, when you're rushing to block your thousand-year-old mouth, you're looking at the thousand-year-old as he flickers and loves midday.

No matter how good the motor nerves are at midday, the motor nerves are good for thousands of years and the yukata is hard to move at midday, so I couldn't seem to capture a thousand years old.

"Heh heh, I'm shy of Mahiru, but I was looking at him as cute. I was scared of Zhou's wife."

"... and to put it any further, I won't help Chitoshi push the end of an assignment he's not done yet"

"That's troublesome. Then keep your mouth chucked."

Thousands of years seem to smile even more at the adorable threat, while doing the trick of closing the zipper as she sideways her lips.

Zhou hastily caught sight of the midday shuddering with shame seriously, and the midday when he noticed his gaze made his face even more red and tried to escape.

Capture him as a hug and pound him on the back to calm him down.

"If you get stuck in a boulder, you'll have trouble rendezvous and midday will be numbered, so stop running."

"... Ugh"

"You don't see midday, do you?

Instead of looking at it, I feel shamefully driven and trembling in my arms, but I thought that if I said it, I would be able to escape this time, so I said silently, and I honestly shake my body very hard in my arms around me at midday.

This kind of honesty is cute again, and when I felt smug, the tree and a thousand years old looked at me this way.

"That's the kind of face that's sweet."

"I don't like being unconscious."

My cheeks clung to the two of us talking in a voice that sounds deliberate here, even as I told them to tell a secret story.

But since midday was in my arms, I couldn't blame it, and now it was a circumference with an expression that I wouldn't hide even if I was unhappy.