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

I had a coffee circumference waiting for my illuminated midday cheeks to settle down, but I was saddened that looking around and reputation often called for guests.

I had intended to make a multi-eyed seat for once, but I still haven't seen the seat available. That was also true when Zhou Da was in shift, but his feet were uninterrupted and he was always full.

Perhaps even at midday or when the doorstep was about to be used as its primary purpose, Sang-kyu would push it away from the shift, or because of the outfit.

Apparently, there is something coming to your chest that a raucous young man and woman, usually dressed in uniform, are wearing in service clothes in this way.

As for Zhou, he is very unfamiliar with it.

I couldn't imagine a thousand years old, for example, wearing clothes that would serve them this way.

Take a glimpse of the thousand years you're dealing with a customer with a smile on your face, but you can't see the value imagined from the outfit. However, I think that the vibrant and popular atmosphere is suitable for short length maid clothes and this is the case.

"... What's wrong with Mr. Chitose?

Looking at how energetic you are, the midday sounds strange, apparently capable of delivering shame on the inside.

"Mm, no... I didn't really feel it when we were working together, but it's uncomfortable that my classmates are wearing these costumes," he said. You must be familiar with it. "

"Heh heh, I rarely wear clothes like this."

"I guess rarity is also a factor in getting customers in. Plus, customers say it's cute. Well, actually, they all look great."

Guest seats are mixed with students and the general public, but I can hear who's cute and who's good about the majority of them.

I don't know how I feel, but the clerk laughs bitterly because I hear him.

Slipping her gaze into the way the clerks struggled, then looking at midday, she had a look somewhat like a slight force on her brow.

"What's wrong?

"No.... Zhou Kun too, you guys...... or do you think they are cute?

"Normally, I think."

I have somehow guessed what Midday is trying to say, so I laugh to hide it lightly with the joints of my mouth bent fingers.

"I feel cute too, as judgment in ugliness and in words and deeds. But don't worry, I only feel the cuteness I like and want to love at midday."

"... that's what I'll say again..."

"Because Midday seemed to want me to explain. If you don't tell me, I'll stay jealous."

This time around I whispered small so that others wouldn't hear me, closing my lips slowly at midday, then laying down my eyes in shame again.

"... makes me anxious I look like an idiot"

"You can check it every time, until midday is convinced and satisfied"

"If you do that, you'll surely embarrass me."

"If you loved that figure, wouldn't you be satisfied as midday?

Are you going to let me die?

"Big deal."

"It's not a big deal. Zhou-kun is always bullying my heart... it's too much on me"

"If you don't like it"

"I don't hate it... I mean, do you want to be nice?"

And at midday when I shrunk my shoulders, I thought I'd want to be told that, but if I did too much, I'd have to add and subtract because I was obstinate.

In the meantime, if I returned "do good," I was stared at with a slightly uncomfortable look. I don't think you believe me.

"... the next time you mess with me, I'll mess with you."

"That's interesting."

"... I won't talk to you on purpose"

If Pu, and the soft-turned midday were so cute that he accidentally spilled a grin, he would turn away even more by snatching his circumferential cookies in a grumpy manner at midday.