The Angel Next Door Spoils Me Rotten - 221 221 Don't mix, danger.

“You understand how cute Midday is, too.”

“No, of course you are. Mahiro is already full of charm… the more you know, the cuter she is.”

“Don’t mix it up. It’s too dangerous”

Zhou sighed enormously when Shibako and I were a thousand years old who loved Midday in a mood to say that we had just met for the first time today.

Today the trees and the thousand years old are the same shift as Zhou, so they are also free to move in the morning, and I met them occasionally, so I couldn’t help but refer them to my parents.

From there, it was a problem. At first, she was a thousand years old, but Shibako loved Midday and then she couldn’t stand it. She took part in Midday’s adoration.

Looking from there, I feel like I’m in the mood, and in the end, at midday, the two of us are praising me for this and I’m shaking my face bright red.

The caramel-colored eyes seeped into shame looked at this one as if they were asking for help, but there was no way they could beat the aggressiveness of the two, and I couldn’t dare let them like it and the men were solidified in the men.

“My circumference is taking care of you”

“No.”

“… Mm”

“What’s wrong, Zhou, don’t you deny it”

“… it’s true that you’re taking care of me. It’s a different question of whether it’s going to be extra.”

Sometimes it’s really extra help, but basically the trees are helping and burning me to take care of them. I feel benevolent, and I don’t speak much of it, but I appreciate it from day to day.

Without trees, we wouldn’t have made that progress with midday, or, in a sense, a thousand years old and set, and let’s say a useful actor in our midday socialisation.

If I hadn’t denied Shudo’s words because I was grateful, the tree turned a blind eye to why.

“That’s the kind of thing that’s honest about you.”

“You’re fighting and selling when you’re usually twisted”

“That’s the way I take it. It means it’s twisted. Were you aware that you were twisting?

“Ugh.”

Though this bastard slaps him on the back, he doesn’t look comfortable because he’s light enough. Instead, I’m laughing and watching this one.

He looks at Shu Dou with a smile on his face, so if he turns away, he will now express his grin with his voice.

“Well, Zhou’s twisted and he’s not honest, but he thinks he’s an honest one.”

“Because Zhou has been like this for a long time. Hey. It was hard to get people together, but I’m glad you have friends who understand.”

“No. I’m glad we’re friends.”

“… that kind of talk is where I’m not.”

“Because.”

“Right, I’ll leave you a message later…”

I said not to make myself ask, but from there I have a headache in the tree and Shu Dou, who developed and somehow exchanged contact information. I would like you to stop hiding and report something if you can.

However, I also had a hint that it was useless to stop because Chitoshi and Shibako were going to consign to do something about it where I stopped it.

(Me and Midday are gonna be teased anyway)

Probably as a friend, love as a parent. It’s not a hoard.

I missed my gaze as I tried to stab the nail later – so I found Dae Fai, who I also saw yesterday in the corner of my sight.

I’m a guardian and it’s not strange that I’ve been here for two days, but I’m confused because I’m not trying to speak to this one, I’m just looking distant and troubled.

I’m gazing at the tree, so I guess my son cares.

“Zhou, what…”

Noticing that Zhou was stiffened, the tree also turned its gaze, and then stretched out its flat face.

I know I’m a parent and child who can’t even be good friends with flattery, but I can’t resist being a friend when these remarkable reactions happen.

When he saw the tree, he shook his lips as if he had said something, but there was no word for it, and he turned his back to Dahui.

I go to a thriving thousand-year-old place and laugh at the snares.

“Time to go shopping for dinner, huh? If we don’t get in line early, we’ll be working on our stomachs this afternoon.”

“Oh, no. Oh, sorry, it’s time for us to go.”

“Oh, yeah? I’m going to the coffee shop this afternoon, so thank you.”

“Yes.”

The millennial, courteously breaking his hips, left slightly rushed by the tree. Perhaps it’s because the expression of a thousand-year-old clouds when she meets Dahui, but I feel too outspoken about Dahui by the boulders.

(… how did this happen)

Zhou sighed softly at the tree, which ignored Dahui as being absent.