The Angel Next Door Spoils Me Rotten - 182 182 Sleepovers

“Speaking of which, you’re glad the reward was cushioned, aren’t you?

Zhou, who went home and held a reflection after dinner, asks at midday when Zhou was next door explaining the misanswered issue.

At midday when I raised my face from my notebook, I subtly let my gaze swim at the word cushion.

“… that, uh, cushion, I want”

“Yeah, if that’s all right with you”

“Well, apart from that, you know”

“Is there anything else you want?

“Ho, you want… the”

I gently stroke my head in the middle of the day when it seems very difficult to say anything, also meaning to calm down.

You basically want something at midday that doesn’t make you selfish or naughty, it’s natural that you want to make it happen.

The stroked midday gives a slightly fuzzy grin, but his face quickly leans in embarrassment.

“… and, uh, Friday, are you free?”

“Hmm? I don’t have any plans in particular.”

“… then, uh… would you like me to ask you to say something before?”

“Did you say that before?

“… stay,”

The words uttered with a slight tremor were connotations, and Zhou unexpectedly rounded his eyes and looked seriously at midday.

“… is that a thousand-year-old proposal?

“Yes, no, I’m the one who said I wanted to stay, and Chitoshi just pushed it back… I’m saying it because I wanted to spend time with Zhou-kun, not what I was instructed to do”

“Oh well… that, staying,”

“… Yes”

I’m too embarrassed to tell you any more. At midday when I cuddle my cushion as I shrink, Zhou cheeks with a delightful and embarrassing one.

I was surprised, but I don’t dislike it. Rather, it’s something you don’t even wish for. Imagine the happiness of holding your midday in your arms and falling asleep, and I’m going to raise my hands and accept it.

However, the question would be, how far can Zhou put up with it, etc.

“… I’m glad, but, you know, if… if I did something, or something, wouldn’t you think?

“Well, that’s… if Zhou-kun wants it, I accept it. … and you will take responsibility.”

“That, of course. I don’t have to have it.”

“Oh, thank you…… Uh, so, uh… sleeping together, future… prep exercises, I mean.”

It’s like we’re still half-cohabiting, but sleeping in a bed together would be different again.

Midday is the first time I’ve stayed at my boyfriend’s house as her, so I look more ashamed and full of the proposed midday.

“… no”

“Yes, no, what do you rather think they say no to?… Glad to hear it.”

I was surprised by the sudden proposal, but I intend to accept it. I’m glad that midday is asking for Zhou. I’m glad you accept Zhou.

Of course, I’m not going to do anything yet, but midday is giving me everything around, it was enough to feel it.

At midday, when he was happy and embarrassed by what he had accepted, he was still holding his cushion and laying his eyes down.

“… I’m looking forward to it, I am”

“Oh, wow.”

They snort at each other.

(… Friday, or)

I’m just saying that I’m staying, but I’ve slept with you before, and I guess I get a palpitation so similar to nervousness because I’m going to sleep in the same bed as a lover and ready to accept it.

I’m not going to do anything. I’m nervous even around the perimeter, I should be more nervous at midday when I’m passive.

At midday, when I wouldn’t withdraw while dyeing my cheeks, Zhou decided to brush up some more reason by Friday.