Turning to my voice, I could see my face as expected.
A beautiful, boyish girl with a slightly lighter looking type. Both are faces that are often worshipped in schools.
"Why the tree?"
"No, I'm not stalking you. Seriously, it happens. 'Cause I didn't put that much wild horse guts in the boulder."
I'm seriously waving and denying it, so I've probably really followed it, which doesn't mean.
In the first place, if you had followed me, you would have gone to help where midday was numbered for both of you personally. I guess I found this one after rendezvous with midday in time.
Even from the look of a thousand years old, I can tell it wasn't on purpose.
"No, I heard you were going to the pool this week, but you didn't expect the boulder to match the citation bowl you wore on the day in such a wide place. I'm sorry to interrupt your only love affair."
"... you know"
I don't intend to complain about the bowl matching because it is a coincidence, but at the end of the day, the laughter and words flew slightly, so I take a good look.
Even so, since I am a thousand years old swimsuit, it is rude to look at my torso, so I will look at my face and stare at it.
Thousands of years old in orange seperate type swimsuits twist their bodies "yay-yay-yay" when they notice the perimeter gaze again.
I know I'm not looking at my body from my gaze, but I'm kidding. I send a big sigh to the thousand years old, and when I complain to the tree with my eyes, "Do something about this guy," he says, "It's summer, so I'm extra fine." He seemed unwilling to stop.
At all, when I look at midday in awe, I'm opening the front that I was closing to hide from the numb men. It was still hot to zip up to the neck in the middle of the summer, though rushguard.
Thousands of years flash at midday when the zipper is down to the chest to send a little air.
"Hmm? Mahiru?"
"Yes?"
"... that, mahiro, did you make that bathing suit?
"That swimsuit?
"Yeah, 'cause there's another black string muggle"
The thousand-year-old voice crept along the way, probably because midday blocked his thousand-year-old licence with his palm.
At midday, when I am reaching out to a thousand years old with my hips gently floating, it solidifies perfectly once I feel the gaze of the circumference.
"... it's nothing"
At midday when I said that and shook my head, my cheeks were red.
"There was another one."
"Do, ah, that's, uh... embarrassing to wear in public, and"
"It's going to spill. It's cute to wear it alone with Zhou."
"Chitoshi has to shut up."
"Huh."
Thousands of years old with their mouths blocked at midday again, but they don't look bad.
I'm also surprised at midday when I bought enough swimsuits to say I'm ashamed to wear them in public, but if you two were saying anything about wearing them alone, the heart around you is going to burst into daring.
"... so remarkable?
"Extraordinary, or because the style of Mahiro is good, the cloth area looks narrow."
"If I say any more, Zhou is really going to be mad at me, so let me actually show you and understand -"
"Look, I won't show you!
It wouldn't be bad to think Zhou was subtly sorry at midday when he turned his cheeks red like a ripe apple and dismissed them.
Of course I won't tell you that I don't want to be forced to see it if you don't like midday, but I would still lie if I told you I don't want to see her like that.
It seems to be something that emerges from the mouthfeel of a thousand years more of style than extreme exposure.
As of now, I have a pretty tight direct view of the perimeter, but if that swimsuit sees any more skin, maybe the midday refusal is salvation.
I've looked at that as a man.
You saw that I was slightly sorry, the millennials are nizzling, and at midday I'm subtly pointing my gaze at this one.
"Don't you want me to show you?
"… to be consulted"
Midday, finely returned to the thousand-year-old words, leans over in a rushguard hood to escape Zhou and the thousand-year-old gaze.
However, I could imagine it being so bright red that I thought my face might have burned and burned even if I didn't see it.
"... Thousands of years old, don't make fun of me. You don't have to worry about me at midday."
"But he was cute. He flinched."
"What's so obvious?"
"Oh, that's natural. You too..."
It is usual for midday to be cute, so when I flush it, a thousand years old will look slightly frightened.
I should have admitted that midday was cute before we originally dated, so it wasn't that surprising, but from the two of us, it seemed surprising that Zhou had agreed so much that he kept his eyes rounded.
"... after all Zhou is a lover drowning... I used to say I can't be a lover and I don't fall in love..."
"It's weird."
"No, is this the kind of love that changes people?"
"Are you guys making fun of me? It's a well-known fact that midday is cute in the first place, and although it would be natural for her to be cute. Even the trees bragged that they were cute."
It was cursed every day since I became friends with the tree and was introduced to a thousand years old, so it's not enough to beat the curse of the tree where Zhou said it somewhat.
On the contrary, he shrugged his shoulder to do it if the two of them showed him that it would not be strange.
I stared because the attitude was subtly upset, but the tree just smiles bitterly.
"Well, maybe we should just leave it at that."
"What is it?"
"Mr. Vertebra seems to be having a hard time"
When I saw the middle of the day, I grabbed the hood and shivered deeply, probably very shy.
If he panics at midday when he can be praised in public too much, he can stare with tears out of shame at midday when he subtly looks up.
"... Zhou-kun is a good place to be and a bad place to be"
Zhou could only wait gratuitously for midday to recover from shame, as he shrugged so deeply in the hood again.