After school, when I stretched my legs and waited in the back of the second library, the sound of running was approaching, and I heard a vigorous bang.
“Did you run?”
“Uh, yeah, because I thought I’d go home if I didn’t go early …”
I was drowsy when I was told by a sighing voice after running. It’s cute to sigh … I don’t think it’s possible to think about it.
“I called, but I won’t go home. I’m waiting.”
Even if the sun goes down, summer vacation comes, the school is closed, thousands of years have passed, and humanity is destroyed, I’m waiting.
“Yeah, but soon …”
“Calm down, sit down and hold your breath”
I was a little depressed when Saionji-san declared that I didn’t like it for some reason, but I can’t help it. I’m a stranger to be surrounded by girls.
But no matter who hates me, I have Hiria-chan. So I wasn’t so depressed. I have an understanding person. Cute and the best child. Even if the other side of the bookshelf is a wild hippopotamus or shoebill with a cute voice, I still feel like I love it.
Having a conversation in fluffy thoughts, I was shiritori with Hiria-chan.
“Hi, Hiria-chan, do you know about loincloth …”
“Well, do you know Nekura-kun loincloth?”
“I don’t think girls know …”
“Do you know about bras?”
“Nah, bu …! I don’t know … just the name … just the name!”
“You know … Nekura-kun, the image is biased towards girls. Are there so many girls around?”
“Because I’m in class, I’m listening to somehow … but nobody says loincloth …”
“Well, that may be the case, I’m sorry.”
“No, but I’m sure I’m biased.”
“Is there anything else?”
“What a girl thinks is different from a man”
“Well, so much … I wonder if I have to vomit.”
“No, I’ll vomit! I’m saying something ridiculous.”
“Well, do you vomit?”
“You can’t vomit. If you feel uncomfortable, you’ll vomit! … Isn’t it serious?”
“Yeah, yeah. If you think about it, it’s the same hominid homosapiens, so it may be more natural to vomit as a body structure …”
When asked if I was serious, I didn’t really think so. I couldn’t imagine it vaguely. Did you think it was a creature of another race? Rather, it may be a feeling close to that, such as not wanting you to vomit. I had an illusion. It’s embarrassing to be pointed out by girls.
“But once upon a time, I thought the man didn’t have pants.”
“In a drama or movie, I was peeing while standing and peeing, so somehow …”
Hiria laughs and says.
cute. What is that cute misunderstanding.
I mean, Hiria-chan has been saying a lot of ridiculous words with a cute voice, such as vomit, bra, and pee. The girls around me are all words that have never come up even after talking around for over a year. I thought the girls wouldn’t say that.
But I’m not disappointed at all, but rather I’m full of feelings I’ve gained.
Hiria is probably cute even if she vomits. I feel that the vomit itself is cute. Not only is the illusion never shattered, but it spreads to the other side. No, I have a normal habit. A man whose propensity is boring. However, Hiria is just too cute.
“That’s right! Nekura-kun …”
“Yeah … I’ll stop asking this question. I wanted to know more about Nekura-kun … I thought … I’m in trouble …”
This is not a problem, but it is a problem. It’s too cute and I’m in trouble. When my head was curled up and I couldn’t breathe, I heard a panicked voice from the other side of the bookshelf.
“I’m sorry! I won’t ask! I won’t ask …”
“I won’t ask you anything extra … Will you continue to meet me as a friend?”
I instinctively hit my head against the wall opposite the bookshelf. I wondered why I did that, and I had no choice but to calm down. There was a dull sound.
You can hear the sound of rising from the other side of the bookshelf and an uneasy voice. I opened my mouth in a hurry.
“Oh, I’m sorry! I was fainting a little. I’m having fun talking to Hiria-chan, so I’ll continue to meet and answer anything I want to know.”
The sign over there moved again. I feel like I’m sitting down again. There was also a sigh of exhalation.
I said I would answer anything, but in the end I didn’t get any questions.
Instead, I heard, “Summer vacation is coming soon.”
“Oh yeah … but there are still a lot.”
It seems like the topic is pretty quick, but was it to cheat something?
“I’m happy during the summer vacation, but I miss Nekura …”
“Because I’m at school, I’m almost just coming to see Nekura!”
“Well! Can you say that after knowing my personality?”
“I love Nekura’s personality.”
me too. I also really like it! I can’t say that!
I like the personality in this situation where I can’t see my face. Is it okay to like it anymore? Is it useless? !! What do you think? Straw child!
Yabuko-chan shook with a flat intonation and said, “So-kun, messed up,” so I regained some calm in myself.
“I’m definitely saying that I’m a friend over there, because I’m not aware that So-kun is the opposite sex, so I can say that kind of thing, do you understand? I don’t know! A disgusting person! 』\
Yabuko-chan keeps me calm. I usually only say “parfait”, but only when I crush my hopes, I use strange editorials to attack me.
Calmly. Calmly. I should tell it without being aware of my friend’s favor.
“Oh, I too … Hi …”
I like Hiria’s personality. I mean, I like the voice, and I love the existence itself, but I haven’t said that to the girls, so I ended up using the voice on the way and it became like an old man’s scream. However, the content seemed to be fully conveyed.
On the other side of the bookshelf, you can hear the sound of her rubbed clothes.
“Wow … I’m glad …”
Even though I can’t see it, I bury my face in my knees and hide it.
I feel like I want to be a normal friend.
However, it became more difficult to do it because I hid it strangely. Besides, I stand out badly. Even though they are getting along well with each other, if the identity is known, a child like Hiria may be atrophied and not be treated in the same way.
Does she know me, Sakura, not Nekura? If you knew it, did you have a bad impression? I don’t know that either. There are many concerns.
And no matter what each other’s impressions, I feel that the relationship will definitely change. A conversation with only voice and a high degree of anonymity and a conversation that recognizes each other seem to be close and completely different.
First of all, there is her intention as well as me.
Swallow saliva and open your mouth.
“Hiria-chan wants to know my name, face …?”
The question came back with a long silence.
“… I want to know … I’m afraid that I’m disappointed because it’s different from the image …”
“That’s it …!”
“It’s kind of embarrassing … it’s still good.”
I breathed out. My face is hot to my ears. what’s this. what.