Sumi de ii Desu. Kamawanaide Kudasai

"Are you stupid or what?"

"Ita."

My uncle bashes my head with a book in his hand. Shit, I might have got a crack in my brain, and I rubbed around my forehead as I distorted my brow.

"Excuse me."

"Absolutely. If you're sorry, there's no service."

5: 00 early in the morning.

After sending Matsuyoshi, who spent the night together, outside the brothel for a breather, I was scolded at the front door of the brothel, where the warden was always sitting. What is being scolded is what I did, not to mention "".

After that, Umeki was asked to tell his uncle that it had happened, and he was granted permission to do so safely. But without confirmation, you won't be able to say no if you say yes to the customer first, but I didn't forget that there was a message until morning. Though I was thin that maybe I'd be snuggly pissed off, I didn't expect him to hit me in the head without any foretaste.... No, I think I had some anticipation.

It's still dim outside when I say 5: 00 in the morning. The inside of the brothel was bright thanks to lanterns and lanterns, but it was almost time to run out of candle fire.

The playmen who were friends were sending their guests to the outside just like me, so strange eyes are being seen by the brothers and sisters who came back from the outside and the playmen of the same age. It's fine to be seen angry, no, it's pretty embarrassing. That's all I've done. I'm sorry about myself, but that's exactly why I didn't rival Matsuyoshi this time either, so I want you to take a look.

"From start to finish, answer honestly what you were doing in the room"

"Yes, sir"

That's what they say as they put the rounded book on the other hand, release it and pacify it.

I had to obey too if this happened, so I took a slow breath after I replied.

The playmen walking by the side are still watching my uncle and I interact far-fetched about something. I felt my gaze from the side of the stairs and from the top, and I felt like I was a spectator. Can't you distract me or something?

One lantern fire next to the front door goes out.

"In futon.................."

"In a futon?

"We slept together until morning"

"So?"

"Huh? That's all. Oh, I was awake, of course. Pretend to sleep. Pretend to sleep."

My uncle told me to be honest, so I told him to be honest, and he looked weird for some reason. No, that's crazy, that's the kind of face you want to tell me. But I can only say this because I've never spoken to anyone more or less because they looked at me like that.

"Dear Kaise, I've been asleep all my life."

Matsuyo-sama slept all the time. He slept beside me with a face that seemed pleasant, and Ibiki was a little too. Something must not happen to me, so I stood my elbow up and lay down, staring with envy at Matsuyoshi, who was on a suyasuya sleep with an angelic face. Thanks to you, my successful left elbow is red.

"But uncle. Alcohol also... if you get so much, and you always come to the brothel, and you let me treat you like that yesterday, and you still come and say, 'You don't have to do anything, I want to stay with you until morning'"

"Mm-hmm."

"I couldn't say no very much"

Carefully and slowly say each word to your uncle. I want you to know how hard it is to say no and how much Matsuyoshi has contributed to the brothel so far.

Then my uncle looked bitter and shook his neck vertically. Matsuyoshi, who is my guest to him, is a VIP person for the side of the world because of the familiarity of his brothers, Yukino-sama and Shima-sama. Next, he is a good customer who also plugs in expensive liquor, so he can't do it without it, and he won't want to. It's like that, so I showed him the given up face of something that wrinkles between my brows to see if there's anything to think about.

"... right"

"I told Kaise to keep this from me, so I think it's okay."

"That's right. When the other guests hear about it, it's water in their bedears."

Of course. I get smashed in the forehead with an idiot.

"I mean, you're gonna be okay."

"What is it"

"I guess you haven't found out"

"That's... I think it's okay"

But don't tell me with confidence! Oh, my God, he smacked me in the head again this time.

However, the measures are intended to be taken properly.

Before going to the room where the futon is laid on the plum tree, have the salad wrapped around your chest tightened sneakingly.

"Hey, gibberish, no, really no more"

"Gibbs? What is that? Yes, I'm working on another one. '

"Ahhh!

What an unknown battle between us as we had a conversation. Umeki did not condone it. When people ask me what I intend to do because it's for my brother, I don't think I'm going to treat those dying eyes. It kind of feels like I divided it by two by adding autumn water and wind. Is it my fault?

After losing his chest with all his might, he moved his body gently. If you put it in the bunk, you have to focus on your arms, necks, shoulders, muscles, so you can't lose your mind.

After all, Matsuyoshi never woke up asleep even when she was transported to the room where the futon was laid, so I'm pretty sure she has a faint memory of sleeping with me herself before that she didn't find out.

"What, it was morning already!? Liar, my god!!

The first voice when I woke up reached my ear well with a flaw.

"I hope so. Well, let's get past it. Be careful in the future. And then you can talk to me."

"Yes."

"Come and take a bath in the morning.... Look, look, Mei, too! Get in before the daisies come in."

Clap your hands to scatter the spider child toward the playmen who were watching our conversation.

Everyone rushed to the bath, and after my uncle slapped me in the head again, I left the place.

"You do it!

"!... No. Brother Ribbon is no match for you."

"That's right."

As I try to climb the stairs, only one of the ribbed brothers left there looks down from the top of the stairs. Though I was surprised, when I saw him with a full smile, I was also followed and laughed. Brother Ribbon Yisama strokes my head as I elbow to the brown tree railing. My head is busy getting slapped and stroked.

On one hand of my brother, I had a hair ornament that I would have put on my hair, and my hair had marks on it. I don't know if I've been stretching my forehead lately or if it just stinks of trouble to cut it, but my hair is stretching out to my eyes. The gentle dripping eyes peeking through the gaps in her hair seemed delightfully narrowed.

"Oh, think about it. Don't be a real costume today."

"No, no, no, no, no."

How dare you sleep with a woman? And I'm not sure if I'm being praised, but I'm laughing so hard that I decide not to think deeply.

After I stroked my head out of my mind, you see, I'm going upstairs, what can I say, my brother Yisa pulled my arm.

At the same time, the fire on the other lantern next to the front door goes out and the ground floor gets dim.

"You've been up a lot."

"But I'm very sleepy now."

K...... and bit the yawn. My nose is twinkling and I'm about to cry.

We're gonna get out of here. Just wait.

"No, I'm fine. I haven't done anything big, and not at all compared to everyone else. I have something to do with it."

"Really?

Yes, it is.

Then they broke up with each other to go back to their room, but when they saw me starting to take the front seat in front of that guy's room on the way, Brother Ribbon laughed like earlier.

"Ha ha. Is that what you're gonna do? I don't know what happened - but you like wild daisies, really."

"Is it weird to wait from this hour after all? I wanted to talk to you first thing in the morning."

"Isn't the front seat tight until he wakes up? And it stands out, huh?

"Ugh... Then we're all sitting here until we get out of the bath. Maybe he'll wake up."

"Right. Well, but he's a little sleepy, so be careful."

"Arre?"

"It's me. Arr."

No, so what the hell is that? Ribbon Brother Y. showed me his teeth with a mean face, and I went back to my room.

And when he comes out of the room with tools for the bath again, he stops once behind me in the front seat and puts a hand wipe on his head.

"I'll do this."

"Hair decorations......? Is that good?

When I thought I had been hand-washed, I was now given the hair ornament that my brother Yisa had earlier held in his hand. It's something that always adorned his head, so I wonder if I can get it that easy.

"It's not a hobby. I bought something new, so I thought I'd do it to someone... That's just a little lame."

"No, Ning, it's not worn out at all, so it's something you can have."

"I'm fine. Yeah, I'll put it on you."

I came up with a good thing, I just sat down in the hallway and untied one of my tied hair.

Also when he came to the front, he was fiddling with the hair next to his face to fix the decorative position. I feel like I'm being braided.

"Okay. Now why don't you go out to the sitting area with that ornament?

"Does it look good on you?

"Ooh. You look so good"

I touched the hair decoration softly and saw Brother Ribbon.

My brother Yi was just the same, and I knew he was laughing with pleasure.

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"Are you stupid?

"Ita."

But after Brother Shimizu left me sitting in front of your room, he found me in the wind for some reason and pulled my ear in a few seconds.

"There he is. It hurts a little."

"Oh, not anymore."

I was pulled straight up to his room, bumped to say what I was trying to do...... I was about to lose a thousand ears.

People who aren't friends are still asleep, so I can't get weird. I stomped to resist quietly without making a sound, but ended up being pulled over.

If they take me to the room, they throw me in a tatami with a poi and treat me like my uncle did yesterday. Was it the wind? My hair was wet after taking a bath. Shizukuishi is falling into the tatami and potato because it has not been wiped off at all. The room was lit by the light of the lantern, and it felt like midnight because I still couldn't even see the morning burn.

"What were you doing sitting there? I mean, what's that hair decoration? It belongs to Brother Ribbon."

Put your arms together and be looked down in a royal manner.

…… No, the "

"What"

"I was trying to get you to wait a little while on Eric's case"

"Is that why you're so stupid?

When she told me so, she took the hand wipe out of the drawer and put it on her head. Wipe away moisture by applying a cloth to the tip of the hair as well. The twinkling silver hair lit up by the light of the line, sparkling.

As I sat, I was just watching it.

"No daisy."

Then he scratches the hand wipe he was wearing on his head against his neck, and vice versa, the wind looks back at me like that.

"You know I'm your real brother, don't you?

"Huh..."

"You know that, don't you?"

The voice of certainty echoed into my ear.

And my bouncing shoulder, yes, I know, I don't know what you're talking about, and the wind didn't seem to be waiting for a reply.

My brother in the true sense of the word means that I am Wind's sister and Wind is my brother. Though in law.

After all, Feng seemed to know that I was Shino.

And you know what else.

My gaze shifts from the wind to the tatami.

There are too many things I know to tell him. However, I knew what was required.

Brother Shimizu tried to tell me about Erie, and he brought me here. The word you used to call me when I was running plain away from Aili. I inadvertently suspected that he was a reincarnator who knew the game, but something was decidedly different from me, and in the end I couldn't decide he was a reincarnator and couldn't ask.

"... you mean Eric?

That's what I heard as I glanced at the tatami eye with my fingertips.

This is all I could think of.

My heart is now pulsating and busy. Words I let go with a flat face like nothing, but my stomach is contracting because I'm worried about what kind of reaction will return. It might fit better to say nervous than worried.

"I know. That you've been sent to a woman's playground, mad with jealousy."

My hand stops squinting my tatami eyes.

"But it was false, and it was actually caused by her."

I saw the face of the wind staring down at me.

"Hey, Noisy remembers that, doesn't she? I won't let you say there isn't."

He looked at me with an indescribable expression, either to gaze or crouch down and grab my shoulder.

From the tip of my still wet, windy hair, a drop of Shizuku falls on the back of my leg.

"I'll tell you everything. So tell me about the daisy. What you know about this world."

The morning burn was still unlikely to be visible.