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

In the end, the circumference class offering at the cultural festival was decided into a coffee shop.

At that time, Zhou can only put on a look that would make him suffer from something bitter. They would expect midday, a thousand years old, and other well-visible women to serve.

It was a circumference that obeyed the decision for the most part because there was no reason to overshadow what had been decided, but when measuring it, it subtly defied it.

"No, because I don't look good."

"I wouldn't know if I didn't try that on. Look, give it up. Because I can't borrow my costume without at least measuring how long my back is and how wide my shoulders are."

"Fujimiya - Give Up -"

"You've already given up on the side of the gate..."

'Cause there was this kind of premise.'

The negotiator said that the costume had been calculated to be safely loaned, so it was time for the customer service student to measure because he wanted to secure the number early.... but I am only unhappy that I was turned over to customer service on my own.

The tree said, "You have to make time with Mr. Vertebra to prepare for what might happen," but I should tell you this first.

"When or you... have you gotten fatter than before?

"That's rude. Hey. I haven't gained any fat. I'm forced to live a regular life."

"Ha, your wife's in good hands."

"Weird"

If you feel ashamed of what your wife told you about midday and put your tongue on the words, the tree will have the same teasing grin back.

"Well, fat or more muscular than before?

"There may be that. Thanks to the portal muscle tray."

"I want to know what it is."

For some reason, I urge the side of the gate to the edible trees, while seeing the other boys who are measured in the same way as the lights.

They were discussing something with them, but I was curious because it was very much what they did.

As I shrugged my ears trying to hear the conversation, I heard a voice that was apparently slightly excited to hear me talking about midday.

"You look like a maid of honor to Mr. Vertebra...... fine"

"You're measuring in another classroom by now, aren't you? Measurements and stuff. Wow."

"How big is that?"

"The difference between the ups and downs of the White River, which is always with us, is good."

"If the tree asks, he'll kill you."

"No, I admit trees are cautious too... he said he had too many palms..."

"Anyway, Fujimiya is jealous that you can have Mr. Vertebra to yourself"

I look at people's girlfriends with what kind of eyes, or maybe when they ask me, it's the trees that are more unsavory than this boy, or I look at them without even trying to hide the creeps as they penetrate inside.

"... you guys seem at least a little less deaf"

"Hey, Fujimiya, were you listening?"

I hope you don't fantasize too much about a person's girlfriend's physical fitness, but I also enjoy being angry there with boulders because they are not very popular. Besides, I could tell you how paranoid I was that Zhou was the only one who would actually be given the opportunity to see me.

They were also laughing bitterly at the tree as they heard it. If it sounded like a thousand years old, it would have been a bad story, but it would have been treated as a confidential story because I am not more willing to make it public.

"No, because... you have to"

"It's that angel. I always hide in blazers and vests, but it's pretty... hey Fujimiya, what do you think?"

It's just a space for boys, so maybe there's a story popping up about taking care of them.

With some anticipating glance, Zhou shrugs his shoulders while conscious of not creating wrinkles between his eyebrows.

"I don't care what they say. Only as I saw it."

"Don't make fun of me."

"No, I don't know what to say."

"Here, you have apples and melons."

"Fruit is individually different."

"Don't let it get too hard on you!

"You're the one who makes it hard!

Why should I tell others her size? Zhou doesn't know the exact size in the first place either. No, I know the number of cups I saw in my midday laundry in an accident when I got home, but I can't even talk about it.

What do you do when you know that?

They cram their enthusiasm around feeling drawn to their pushing classmates.

If you look at the tree because you want the boulder to help you, you're laughing and clapping your shoulders. He doesn't seem willing to help.

Anyway, I don't know.

"Don't lie to me"

"Not followed."

"Uh, you guys. What Zhou is saying is not a lie."

The tree, who gave me the help in detail as if I had no choice, grins with the stuffed man and the gaze around him.

"Because Zhou is the one who doesn't serve Vertebra when you stay. Don't you know why?"

To the words of the tree, the classroom quieted down.

"... Fujimiya, theory of not being a man"

"That's why you didn't even show interest in those gravure magazines"

"Hey! Tree, don't talk weird too, because I just don't respect the will of midday!

"People tell you to fuck it up."

"You know what?"

"No, normally... isn't staying something they're willing to accept? Girls aren't stupid either, so you're considering the possibility."

"Well, they think it's too soon because they're a serious, pure, beginner couple that's rare today. Pi, pi, pi. Instead, this is a natural monument that I have to watch over, don't tell me anything extra."

"Hey Tree, which side are you on?"

"I'm always on your side."

"I don't trust you...!

Because of the words of the tree, Zhou makes his cheeks squeeze with grandeur as the man on this scene began to send a gaze that seemed to smile with a raw and warm grin on his eyes that seemed pathetic or vice versa.

"Nothing, I'm not pure and I'd love to if I could, but I'm just refraining from thinking about the midday future or something..."

"Oh, my God."

"Hey, you're not sniffing around.... Hey, you guys, don't look."

If I felt very uncomfortable and bit him, I would have even more pity and smiling gaze, and Zhou was unconvinced and threw a cloth measure at the face of the culprit tree for now.

"... Um, Zhou-kun. For some reason, all the boys see it with a very warm look, don't you know why?

"I don't."

The girls also rendezvous after the measurements, but it is only when they are concerned about getting a strange gaze from the boys that they talk to me.

On the contrary, Zhou receives a raw warm gaze from the girls, so I want to return the midday dialogue exactly as it is.

"I'm getting a weird glance from a girl at me... did I say anything in the middle of the day"

"Yes, no, nothing to discredit Zhou-kun."

"You said anything but to discredit me."

"Huh, don't worry about what you normally talk about with Zhou Kun and how you spend your time"

"... Specifically?

"... Zhou Kun is a gentleman and lovely."

"That way too!

"You too?

"No, it's nothing"

Since there is no reason to say that you are disgusted if you are not manly, I give it back in a calm voice while I panic inside, and I rub my head off at midday with a decent face.

"... let's stop snooping around, this one's embarrassed"

"Right. As far as I'm concerned... it helps because you can tell me a lot."

"Hey, I can't help but be anxious about what's blowing in."

I'm afraid other girls are going to teach me weird things, even though I've been planted with quite a few unnecessary knowledge for thousands of years. Thousands of years old, I know, have saved me some, but I just want to see what they blew in if I can.

When I left, I asked him if he would listen closely, and I slipped my hand, which was stroking my hair, onto my cheek. I gently pressed my cheek, and from midday, a voice flew that seemed to tease me to blame it was "terrible".

"... there's nothing wrong with Zhou Kun."

"I'm having trouble looking at women in a progressive fashion."

"Well, that's... that's a terrible thing."

"I feel like I can't help it"

"Hey you two, it's okay to snooze, but stop showing off because it's time to get on the agenda"

A tree of executive committee members looking around as they stood in front of the lecture deck clasped their shoulders.

I didn't mean to be snuggly, but at this rate, it seems useless to say anything.

"Well, let's leave those two aside and decide on a coffee shop food and beverage menu. I guess I should have made up my mind first, but I have to book my costume early. Oh, the person in charge of borrowing the costume will contact me to calculate the size of the clothes and how many clothes I need at the measuring source I just measured. Boys' is this way. Don't abuse information."

The tree, which is good at partitioning things, gives instructions and gives the results of the earlier measurements to a woman who was motivated for some reason when she borrowed the costume.

Probably the waiter by the gate is the main figure, he grinned bitterly.

"Nama things are not allowed for now. There are limited dates and times when you can rent a cooking room, and from a sunshine and hygiene point of view, the basic offerings will be baked sweets and drinks, but there's no objection there, right?

"Yes."

"Chi, don't mix foreign objects."

"Rude."

Thousands of years old have a Valentine's record, but they won't do that to boulders because it's only a story between themselves.

"Well, it's a drink, but it's a coffee shop, so I guess coffee, tea and juice would be fine. If there's anything else you can do with food and drink, give it away. I can only suggest the obvious."

"Yes, sir. What about ice cream? I want to cream soda!

"It's a good idea, but what are we going to do about it? If it's an assumption to serve and carry commercially available products from the cooking room, Ali, but I suppose I need to talk to the student council there because I compress the freezer. I'll write it down as a candidate for now, and I'll submit it to the student council later."

"What about snacks?

"I've taken that into account, but I don't really recommend it considering the hassle of making it and the time the maker is restrained. It's a lot different from what you're offering to make. Hot dogs and other hot sandwiches seem to be the ones that can be well heated and made even when I say snacks. Especially since the other classes are going to do the hot dogs. The boulders are going to stare at you for taking your share. And then if you reach too far, you won't be able to pick it up, and you won't be profitable, so unless you have strong hopes, you're dismissed."

"Well, then there's no choice."

"You're reliable," she chuckled, feeling smug that the tree was really good for directing and thought the same thing at noon.

"I wonder if the candidate is good enough for now. It feels like I'm going to put this together and submit it to the Student Council for confirmation. So, I'm securing that drink... I'll negotiate with someone I know who wholesales coffee beans. I was wondering if it could be cheaper instead of advertising. It's a corner, so I hope we can talk about flavor."

"Hiu, reliable"

"Don't fall in love, man is no thanksgiving"

It is a great part of the tree because it slaps lightly but does what it does.

I sighed softly, admiring the brightness and extraction, which I could not imitate, thinking of a determined offering one by one.

(Last year, I only decorated the haunted mansion.)

On the other hand, I find it troublesome to be the feather of being made to serve customers for some reason this year, and I also learn the emotional depth of my participation in student-like events.

I thought cultural festivals were a waste of time and effort as a circumference with a shady nature... but I thought it wasn't bad to have midday on my side and make memories.

"What's wrong?

"No, we have to work hard on the cultural festival."

"Hehe, right. I'm looking forward to serving Zhou-kun."

"It's just bad love."

Midday smiled joyfully if I returned greedy to the teasing words.