The bud grenade was asleep lying on his bed, holding Holy Night's hand.
It is difficult to say refreshing awakening because I was sitting and sleeping. Her upper body, which remained awake, was just a little cramped, and her shoulders were just a little stiff.
"... it seems pleasant"
I saw the face of the Holy Night, as I followed it from my connected hand.
Sleeping as if relieved with Suyasuya. The Holy Night of Sleeping in a pleasant way looked just a little younger than usual.
When I saw that look, I was in the mood to blow away all the body fatigue I had left at once.
"Sorry.... it's time to let go"
Slowly pull away the hand that was firmly held. I moved not to wake up the Holy Night, but when the hand of the bud grenade left, the Holy Night gave a small roar.
"Mm-hmm."
But it never woke up, and the Holy Night rested quietly again.
Make sure the Holy Night is properly asleep and the bud grenades quietly left the room.
I have plenty of morning time because I woke up earlier than usual.
Now in preparation for studying bud grenades, Seiji is also practicing making breakfast, but he will have no problem with bud grenades about today.
Besides, we have Holy Night today. The bud grenade removed the ingredients from the refrigerator, wondering if it could be a little, more luxurious breakfast than usual, etc.
Imagine what a regular breakfast on Holy Night would be like, bud grenades make a crisp, petite sound and chop vegetables.
Sometimes servants will come to cook in the house of the Holy Night, where they live alone. But somehow, I felt like Holy Night was done with a proper breakfast.
So not really, but I want you to eat something solid today or so. With that in mind, the bud grenade took out the pan.
"Yeah, I'm good."
Taste the miso soup made. When I was deliciously done and satisfied, I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
"Good morning, Mr. Qin Zao"
On the Holy Night when he came straight to the kitchen, the bud grenades greet him with a smile. Then Holy Night greeted me back to the bud grenade, staring seriously at the bud grenade apron appearance.
"... do you cook so early?
"I'm usually up about the time now. I woke up early today."
"Did you sleep well?
Peek into the face of the bud grenade with a face that looks worried about the Holy Night.
"I've occupied my bed and I'm already... really sorry"
"No, you don't. I'm sorry I couldn't turn off the lights in my room. Didn't you have a hard time sleeping?
When the bud grenade asked to care, the Holy Night gave a soft look of "okay or".
"I sleep better than I sleep in my room, and I'm rather surprised."
"Haha, good for you"
That is how the bud grenade answered, stretching his back a little and touching the forehead of the Holy Night.
"Fever, you're down a little."
"I told you it wasn't a big deal?
I have a good complexion today. I guess that means I got some rest. It passed on and the bud grenade loosened his cheeks as if relieved.
That's how when the bud grenade resumes cooking, Holy Night peeks into the pan, trying to get out of the side of the bud grenade.
"Miso soup?"
"Yes.... Could it be, you're not good at it?
"No, it's not like that. Eat Japanese food for a long time."
On Holy Night, which looked intriguing, the bud grenade poured a little miso soup into the bowl and handed it over.
"Would you like to taste it?
Receive a small plate from the bud grenade and slowly pour it down your throat on Holy Night. Indulging in the flavor, he exhaled deeply.
"It's good.... Breakfast, I'm with you. Yeah?
"If you don't dislike Mr. Qin Zao, I'd love to. The table's not that big."
"I don't mind, no.... I'm just quite happy to have such a good breakfast"
Tell him to twinkle, and drink miso soup again on Holy Night.
Even after a beautiful emptying of the inside of his armpit, he stood beside the bud grenade and watched as he cooked the bud grenade on Holy Night.
"We still have time, and you can sleep in your room, right?
"Something funny... I want to see you cooking"
"I don't think anything's funny."
Nevertheless, I can't even tell him to stay in his room because he wasn't cleaning properly. I say Holy Night is good, so I decided to have you stay there.
"Sleeping habits"
"I still just washed my face, too.... don't look too"
Holy Night is enjoying messing with bud grenade hair.
What an embarrassment to be checked from top to bottom at close range because of the blurry appearance of not even getting your hair done, if not yet dressed.
You're normal. Yeah.
You're still awake and your head is boggling, and Holy Night tells you those words.
When the bud grenade looked up at Holy Night with a troubled face, the door to the kitchen entrance was knocked.
"Gohon...... nice point sorry to interrupt, can I come in?
Seiji asks, laughing uncomfortably first.
I don't know how long I've been listening to the bud grenade and Holy Night conversation, but perhaps the last minute interaction has been heard.
The bud grenade blushes in embarrassment, but the Holy Night lowered its head to Heavy Ji in a flat manner.
"Good morning. Thanks to you for letting me stay, I'm feeling better. … thank you"
Greet with a firm, outward-facing face. Seeing the Holy Night of Changing the Harsh and the Air, Seiji laughed with a complicated face when he was talking alone with the bud grenade.
Finish your breakfast, bud grenades and holy nights get their support done, respectively.
With the bud grenades going to school, Holy Night was also meant to go home.
"That, Kei. You're leaving already?
As the bud grenade made his way down to the ground floor, Kei was wearing shoes at the front door.
"Huh? Ah, oh. I thought I'd go early and practice."
Kei tells me to fix it. It's usually unnatural to go to school with a bud grenade, but only today. The bud grenade lowered his brow, thinking of why Kei would mention that.
"... because I'm with Mr. Qin Zao?
"Not like that...... uh, no, yeah. … yes,"
Kei says sorry and puts his hands together "sorry" on the bud grenade.
"I'm nervous... but I don't like to interrupt."
"... out of the way?
Kei sighed loudly as the bud grenade shook his neck when he said, "What are you talking about?"
"Sister Bud Hung, you're dating that guy, right?
Kei leans her lips against the ear of the bud grenade and comes to visit her in a whisper.
I patted my eyes for a few seconds, and the bud grenade said, "No!" He shouted out loud.
"Why does that happen?"
"No? 'Cause yesterday, buddy sister, you've been with that guy forever."
"... I was there, though"
"So you're not dating?
When the bud grenade nods, Kei looks surprised.
It could indeed be a problem to have been in a room with someone you haven't even dated all day.
But Holy Night was a sick man - excusing himself so much in his head, he felt strangely tickled and his bud grenade face turned boggly red.
"... but for now, I'm going first."
Kei said with a gentle face, leaving.
In a hurry for a conversation with Kei, the bud grenade heads to the living room in the mood of dodgy fatigue pushing in.
Then I finished dressing. I was talking to Mariko with a gentleman's grin on Holy Night.
"... Ah, buddy. Are you ready?
"Yeah. Want something to drink?
As the bud grenade tried to head over to the kitchen asking Mariko and Holy Night, Mariko stood up sassy.
"Bud, talk to Holy Night."
"Holy Night?
The way I call it is pretty intimate. It seems that Mariko has been quite able to break with Holy Night in this short time. That's right, bud grenades impress Mariko.
"But something to drink..."
"Because I'll prepare it! As long as it's about a drink, I'll be fine!
Mariko purposefully told him so, pushing the bud grenade towards the Holy Night.
"Wow."
"Are you all right?
As the bud grenade sat on the carpet as it collapsed, the Holy Night turned to support the bud grenade.
I didn't have to jump into the chest of the critical Holy Night, but to distance myself from the Holy Night, the bud grenades pull my body just a little.
"It's okay. … now your mother will prepare a drink."
"Don't worry about it. Yes, I do."
"No. When I have time to go, I always chat and kill my time drinking something. Instead, thank you for being your mother's talker."
"Nothing.... pleasant people"
Holy Night says in an unpleasant voice, staring at Mariko, who is preparing a drink as she sings her nose on the other side.
The bud grenade nodded with a couscous laugh as he agreed.
"Something, yeah.... this kind of thing"
"Like this?
The bud grenade asks back tilting his neck. Then the bud grenade hair swayed clearly and slipped off his shoulder. Touching that hair, Holy Night brings a thin grin.
"Talk to you in the morning... eat your cooking... relax like this... if you do this every day... be really happy"
I'm not joking or trying to make fun of you, but with a serious face, Holy Night tells you. He told me to bite off the smudges and the happiness of the present, and the bud grenades were laughing naturally as well.
"If you get sick of every day, contact me properly. … now I'm coming to see you"
That said, the bud grenade took Holy Night's hand.
"So don't hold it too much by yourself"
When bud grenades ask, Holy Night opens its eyes.
I squeezed the hand of the bud grenade, and the Holy Night nodded slowly.
"I promise.... come and see me properly."
So that I could scorch, I stroked my bud grenade hair, and Holy Night lay my eyes down.