Even though it is usual to be in uniform, it is not the usual me from the neck to the top. If you don't see it at all, it means that you are uncomfortable with the fact that you are not wearing personal clothes because of the occasional appearance at midday.
Adjust the black curtain with your fingertips slightly, which is no longer visible at all.
Unlike women, it's a good thing they don't need makeup, but I wasn't really used to keeping it in mind this way.
"... Zhou-kun"
From behind, there's a voice.
I could see him calling for the circumference where midday was in the washroom when he finished preparing to go to school over the mirror.
Looking back and looking at her face, her face is slightly cloudy.
"What's wrong?
"... don't you hate it?
"What is it?"
"... that hairstyle"
"Oh, you know what?"
Words cut out with slight hesitation were worrying about Zhou.
At midday Zhou only showed that he refused to attend school with this haircut, so he seemed anxious that Zhou would become tied to the man in the example.
As for Zhou, it's what I wanted and naturally I don't dislike it.
It would also be a lie to say that you have no hesitation, but since you decided to stand dignified next to midday, you'd better not be ashamed of yourself at midday.
It's not that it's remarkably handsome, but when it's neat from the trees and the side of the gate, it's inky, so there's no problem. In the meantime, I'd like to think I can't point my voice at someone who has no taste or a bad taste at midday.
"I don't hate it. You don't like midday?
"... I don't hate it, but... just a little bit, it's complicated"
"Complex?"
"... can no longer be alone."
I couldn't help but laugh small and caress my midday head gently as I shrunk my body and whined about the bullying.
"So we'll keep it to ourselves within the moment?
"... I will"
Honestly, I was going to joke, but midday honestly nods and sticks to the chest of the perimeter.
I didn't really think I was going to snort, and although it was me who said it, it made me slightly dizzy, but I still turned my hand around my midday back.
At midday, when I was supposed to bury my face in the chest plate because I was short for one head, I grabbed the fabric of my shirt as I let go of the perimeter.
The way he looked up at me still gave me the impression that I was meticulous.
"... Zhou-kun is cool, so he's going to talk to a lot of other girls. I'm happy with your legitimate assessment..."
"You think I'll see anything but midday?
"It doesn't. But it's a emotional problem."
"Yakimochi?
When I accidentally ask, I blush my cheeks all at once and still push my forehead around my chest honestly affirming yes.
It was pretty lit or it was dyed red from flax hair to peeping ears.
It won't be a reason not to do it, but for Zhou, no other woman sees it as a paedophile. There's no reason to find out when there's a loveliest woman here to do a lovely yakimochi.
In the first place, Zhou doesn't care and isn't interested in polar theory except for extremely close people, so I'm confident that I won't even look forward to it.
A woman who suddenly approached me because she looked better couldn't possibly fit into Zhou's intimate frame.
"... I know that. So I appeal to Zhou-kun that I love him so much that there is no gap to go in."
"That's about it. I don't want to look too cute in the middle of the day."
"... Zhou-kun says that right away!
I rush to stroke my head and forgive myself at midday when I get puffy and angry for some reason, but at midday I come pounding on my back with a hand I've turned on my back.
"Zhou-kun can't do that because that's what he says to nature."
"No."
"It's bad for the heart."
"That's my dialogue... even in the middle of the day, because it's naturally sweetening, and sometimes I'm dying."
Ningro Midday is more destructive when skinship goes hand in hand.
I can make you feel soft. I can smell sweet. I can spare you a sweet, melting grin. So, my heart is always beating so fast that I'm running.
Even now, my heart is making noises about the cuteness of midday. You will also notice midday when your face is buried in your chest.
"... unintentional strikes are more destructive."
A small, blurry midday pulls her cheeks against the chest plate.
"... but Zhou Kun is so occasional, I'll be convinced for today"
Apparently, midday whispers with pleasure that Zhou is beating his heart, rubbing his cheeks against Zhou's chest.
As the trick seemed adorable and groaning again, I stroked my midday head to deceive the impulse that was being born in me, speaking of a normal mind, a normal mind.
It was five minutes later that midday finished charging.
It is very bad for my heart to look directly into the middle of the day of my eyes slightly moistened on my lightly colored cheeks, but I keep the feeling of the perimeter in the back of my chest because it seems that I am satisfied with myself.
Okay, let's go.
I make room for time, so even if I wear some skinning in the morning, I won't be late.
Still, if it's time to speak up about staying out of the house, midday with no heart or firm skin is smiling "yes".
(I'm tired in the morning though)
It wasn't that I didn't like it or anything, it was that I was patient and relaxed because I was happy. I might have spoiled it enough to melt back at midday like this if I were on holiday, but it's school, so that's irresistible too.
At midday, he does not seem to notice the exhaustion of the perimeter, and his energy is regarded as overwhelming.
Even as I get bored and subtly tired of everything in the morning, I grin bitterly because I'm not tired of being unpleasant, and leave the front door with my luggage at midday.
If you close the lock and look down at midday with a strange emotion that you left the front door in uniform with her for the first time, you can see a slightly softened midday.
My hand grabbed the hem of the shirt around me.
"... hands, connect?
"Yes."
Apparently, he was right. At midday he blurred small with "Lovely Lose It," and Zhou tangled his own in his midday sneaky fingers.