The plain and unnoticed me is no more

How long have we been staring at each other? It may not have been a minute in time, but I feel like I've been staring at each other for a very long time.

The seriousness of Singh's eyes increased, and the hand that touched my cheeks now scratched my ears like brushing my hair and turned it around my neck. With my hand in my hair, I shrugged my shoulders slightly as a zokri, but I didn't like his behavior.

However, I was confused and just thrilled that men had never touched my hair in this way and had no social experience, including in my previous life.

Now, he is forced to realize that he is not just a colleague, but an attractive man. It was like that.

Thin gave me this gaze when we went out together the other day. At that time, Kevin's voice was annoying, but this time there was no one to disturb them.

At that time, I already felt it somehow. He says he likes me. And I was honestly happy with it.

I don't feel like I have any strange connection with him. When I first met him, I felt like I knew him from the front.

I found that my heart rate was gradually rising in proportion to my distance from Sin, which shrank little by little. It's embarrassing that this thrill is about to pass on to Singh. Now, I can't afford to worry about the look on my face, but I'm sure it's just the redness.

I have seen this situation many times in my previous life in dramas, movies, girl cartoons, etc.

The moment I thought about it, the scene I saw in the Western painting passed my head.

Men and women look for each other while tangling their gaze and repeat their intense lips.

Idiot, why do you remember such a scene now?

When my eyes were shaken upset, Sin slipped her hips out of the round chair she was sitting on and put her other hand on the bed to keep her distance from me.

Ah, you're licking me...

We look at each other in a quiet room with open bedroom doors and little light coming in from the living room.

I thought this was a natural flow.

It might be a trick, but I was wondering if I would accept Singh as it is or wait. I should have been lost, but if I had noticed, I would have approached him myself so that I could be sucked into Singh's eyes.

There was a crunch in the bed.

Five centimeters until Shin and I touch each other. His eyes were intertwined, and his passion came from his eyes.

"Sin, how's Lana doing? If you're sweating, wipe your body and get dressed again... sorry!

It seems that Sin and I were so focused on the person in front of us that we didn't even notice the sound of the living room door opening.

As he watched me, Chiyo quietly passed through the living room and entered the bedroom without knowing anything. And she thought we were talking angularly, and she turned right and left the bedroom with her eyes open in surprise.

Sin, who was surprised to hear the voice of Chiyo suddenly from behind, stood up in a hurry away from me, turned his back to Kuru and me, and looked up at heaven with a bitter expression.

I almost licked Sin. Perhaps if Chiyo had arrived a few seconds later, she would have touched her lips.

"Chiyo! Wait, this is a misunderstanding! There's nothing, come back!

Chiyo came back to her bedroom, looked at Sin casually, apologized in unison, and came to me.

"I'm sorry to bother you... I'm sorry. I didn't think Lana was recovering so quickly, so I was alarmed. They're adults now, and there are things like this... right? I'll leave as soon as I can help Lana get dressed, so please continue."

"Idiot, I was just checking to see if I had a fever. Chiyo, the owner is sweating a lot, so wipe his body and let him change. I'll make a sports drink that the owner taught me before, so please wait."

Sin said so and looked at me with a flickering smile, then dropped a chop on Chiyo's head and left the room for the kitchen.

"Ah, well, then, I'll wipe your body. Shall I take off my bedroll? Can you do it alone?

"It's okay. Oh? Speaking of which, when did I change?

Looking down at his body, it was Alford's sleeping roll he was wearing. I usually sleep in my own colorless sweatshirt because it's easy, but this is a very romantic design contest negligee with pretend laces and ribbons in the luggage that Grandma sent me.

The design seems to be easy for men to take off, so if you remove the ribbon on the collar, you can take it off at once, or you can remove the buttons of the front body one by one while lying down.

I named it Negrije, but in Alford it seems to be a very ordinary design, neither for civilians nor for nobles. Of course, I think the material is available from pin to kiri.

Sleeping in this country is similar, but honestly, the design is not very cute.

It was the only thing on the chest that could be worn without a button. I'm sure Chiyo had trouble dressing me unconscious in that little body.

"Thank you, Chiyo. It was hard getting me dressed, wasn't it? Besides, isn't this enough sleep time? Shall I take a temporary holiday tomorrow?"

"Yes, my sleep time is fine, but I can't help it, let's take a temporary holiday tomorrow. I changed my clothes, but in fact, Sin also helped me. That's exactly what I can't do with my power. Ah, Sin blindfolded me, so I wasn't seen. Rest assured."

I didn't think Chiyo would accept temporary leave any longer, and I blinked my eyes. When I saw Chiyo, I didn't seem particularly dissatisfied with it. Did Sin say anything earlier?

I got out of bed to change, and then my eyes went to the mirror that was hanging on the wall.

"Chiyo, did you take off your makeup too?

"Yes, I've seen Lana wash her face several times and I knew how to do it. When I saw Lana, who had her makeup removed by Singh, it was a poke. Kufufu"

"You don't have to say anything more! I know how it feels when Singh wants to chop you up."

Chiyo smiled and brought the washbasin with hot water to the bedroom and carefully wiped my body.

"Chiyo is a really good kid."

"What is it? Suddenly. The good girl is Lana. I'm just imitating Lana. Originally, I was my best self, and I never thought of doing anything for anyone. When I met Lana, I was impressed to find someone like this. I want to be like this."

I didn't expect Chiyo to talk like this, and I saw her in surprise. I wonder if Chiyo is illuminated, but she told me her thoughts even though she turned a little red.

"Lana is my ideal female statue. I still can't see where I'm going, but I'm sure I'll be a nice woman. There are people who are so close to the target."

"Ideally... there's a lot of good things about Chiyo."

When I finished dressing, Chiyo went to the bathroom with a washbasin full of hot water. So for the first time, I noticed a discomfort when I tried to take the wet towel that had just fallen on the pillow and put it back in the sink placed on the side table.

"Why? There's ice in the water. Instead of a freezer, we don't even have a fridge...?