The Angel Next Door Spoils Me Rotten - 228 228 Stories during karaoke

Is everyone high because of the launch? In the end, Zhou was sung from all the surrounding faces and this, and by the time the request was finished, he was relaxed.

The side of the gate I was singing with is flat, so it would be the difference in basic health.

“Good luck. You were good.”

Her eyes shine more than usual at midday when she smiles calmly and welcomes Zhou’s return, so I guess she’s getting high too.

“… you were a noose at midday”

“Well, because…. Zhou-kun’s singing was cool.”

“Thanks for that. Then it’s your turn at midday.”

“Huh?”

“Thousand Years Old, I’ll lend you midday, next time sing along with midday”

Speak up to a thousand years old to sacrifice her in a great mood.

Thousand years old had a suspicious eye for Zhou’s voice, but laughed at Zhou’s words less and replied “I was entrusted -” in a superb mood.

“Eh, hey.”

“If you enjoyed midday, I’d love to hear the midday song too.”

“Damn it.”

“If you’re a thousand-year-old songwriter, you’ll probably know it by midday, and no problem.”

“also, isn’t there a problem…… chi, Chitoshi.”

“See, Mahiro’s hungry, too. Either way, they’re all singing and cheering up.”

Zhou waves and drops off a thousand years old who are curious to ride as he pulls his hand at midday. I can throw a resentful gaze from midday, but I want you to give up because it is also a path through Zhou.

This is also an experience, and as she was given a smudging microphone to look at the middle of the day when she was tempered and narrowed her eyes satisfactorily, the side of the gate laughed bitterly while picking the fries.

“Won’t Mr. Vertebra retaliate for you later?

“‘Cause I’m just gonna get beat up by an exquisite Pokopo”

Even when it comes to retribution, it is an adorable retribution, so much so that I want to go ahead and take it and see how it reacts.

Around the attitude, such as not caring, the doorstep flaunted his shoulders, then glared at the middle of the day when he began to sing gratefully.

I can probably do anything but swim at midday, so singing is good without leaking into that example. Did you like the choice of a moist banjo, the song spinning with a clear voice is very comfortable and everyone is listening by stopping the chatter.

Zhou also loosened his cheeks to a singing voice that seemed to turn his sleeper immediately if he made him sing in a lullaby at night.

Thousands of years old, they sing with a soft voice that goes with midday, but this one is also good. Instead, for what I’m used to singing, there’s a discouragement that goes with lyrics and music rather than midday, which technically would be a thousand years older.

The expression looks really pleasant, so I probably don’t feel like leaving midday after this song.

(Well, I hope I’m having some fun at midday.)

The look of abandoned and dissatisfied is now pleasantly soft and loose, even though it includes shame. He never experienced karaoke in the large area like this. He seems to enjoy the current situation greatly at midday, so he is satisfied with it as a circumference.

“… Speaking of which, are you two leaving after this?

Watching the middle of the day gripping the microphone with serenity, the side of the door next door asks with a small voice that can only be heard around.

“Whoa. Well, my parents are here. He came to school in the middle of the day, ready for dinner.”

“Hey, sounds like we’re living together somehow as early as possible, really.”

“Shut up.”

Sleep and discipline, all you have to do during the bath is return to your home, and you will be at the house around you almost midday. I guess that’s the only reason it’s so uncomfortable that midday is entering the life of the perimeter.

“So you two can pull out after this karaoke, right? I know the other kids may be sorry, but I can’t help it.”

“Well, there’s going to be some unfortunate ones without midday.”

“Haha. You don’t think about yourself.”

I keep my stomach back with the assertion that I am not like midday or doorstep to the doorstep where I smile bitterly and smack my shoulders.

These are the classmates I’ve been working on lately, but they’re not as popular as the two of us, and even if they were spared, it’s probably because it’s just a set with midday. For some reason, my classmates are watching me raw and warm, so I think that’s what’s causing this.

“Well, your family’s here, so we can’t help it. Family thought you’d come all the way from afar.”

“… well, I’m pretty sure you care about this one”

“You’re a lovely parent. I’m glad you and Vertebra are getting along.”

“More like you care more about your son than me.”

“Haha. But I think that’s because Fujimiya matters.”

Zhou glances lightly at the side of the door where he laughed so much, then spills a little “I know that” with some embarrassment.

“Aren’t you a good parent,” the gateway said to the lit circumference, laughing again and gently poking back at the circumference.