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

"Well, you're stopping by today with a thousand years old."

After school, trying to go home at midday, as usual, Zhou laughs lightly and accepts, as he was turned down with an apologetic voice.

I'm not going to tie you up in the first place and there's absolutely no reason you have to be together. I rather don't know why I care about this one.

"Well, it might be too late to go home. Shibako's here, so I don't think there's a problem."

"Why, Mom?"

My parents haven't returned to the area yet. I heard that I'm going to roll around here today because I'm due home tomorrow.

"Shibako wants to talk to Chitoshi..."

"All I have is a feeling they're gonna blow me into something extra."

"Haha, no way..."

"It's possible, if you're a mother. Then stop by midday."

Even so, I don't expect much because I don't want to stop until midday to hear it, or because I understand that Shibako's momentum is too great to stop it.

If you stare at midday with a genuine desire to at least stop exposing black history, I didn't mean to stare anything hot, but midday dyes my cheeks and distracts my gaze.

At midday like that, a thousand years old, apparently finished getting ready to go home, approached me with a tease and a laugh.

"Yes, yes, what are you doing, the couple there?"

"I'm trying to tell you if you're gonna blow something weird out of your mother."

"Finally, you stopped denying the couple... or staring at each other and wondering what you were doing. You don't have to worry about that."

"She's the kind of person who unconsciously smiles and exposes things."

"Well, I mean, there's a scratch on the shin."

"There's no such thing, but you don't like it when they bring you up as a kid. I don't think you want me to tell you about my junior high school days."

"Ugh, that's sort of..."

Thousands of years old and I had friends from high school, but I heard from trees and gateways that Thousands of years old was the opposite type from now.

I don't really want to say that a thousand years old is close to black history, so if you want to ask me something extra, I know, if I turn my eyes like that, he shrugged my shoulder and nodded, "Okay, okay, okay."

"Well, there's something I'd like to talk to Shibako about, so we'll talk about it outside of Zhou."

"What are you going to tell me?"

"That's a girl's secret. That's why I'll borrow your wife."

Millennials laughing and intertwining their arms in their midday arms, they lean happily against millennials as they lay their eyes down to be ashamed at midday.

I hope midday is fine, but I remain subtly anxious about what the hell I'm talking about.

"Um, aren't you two going home with me today?

If you can, don't tell me anything weird, and I'm not here right now. If I'm watching you two stick together amicably, there's one girl who peeks me in the face.

"Kido. They're stopping by."

"Oh well. So, Mr. Vertebra, can I borrow your husband?

"Heh,"

"If Fujimiya doesn't have plans either, I'd like you to hang out after this. Oh, don't worry, it's not that kind of relationship!

"Well, I'm not worried there..."

Kido's invitation is probably part-time.

Assuming you suddenly decide to work part-time, it might be a better opportunity to have a parent, given all the contracts and parental permits.

"How's Fujimiya? Are you free?"

"Well, I don't have any plans,"

"Good -. It's just an empty day, and you two are always hard to interrupt together. Come on."

"It's not like we're always together. I don't always stick around at home."

"You're in the same space. That's the way you say it. The way you say it's normal to stay home..."

Normally, lovers would be with each other, but they said they weren't there with each other that much, and Kido smiles joyfully when he says his mouth without being able to argue anything.

"Well, that's all because we're close and important, what is it, Fujimiya?

"... yes, I'm sorry."

"Yeah, I think it's good because it gets warm watching. No, Mr. Vertebra loves you too."

My surroundings are being bombarded at midday when I get to the words I love, but I don't see them noticed at midday. Kido doesn't even feel slightly deliberate, but I can't even complain because I owe her a lot.

However, don't tell me the reason for the part-time job, because Zhou kept it to sigh as he was sneered and thumbed up when he turned his gaze.