For Some Reason, the School Goddess Likes to Hang Out at My House

That, in trivial things, no one can notice.

It's already started when I realized when and around.

It's too late since it started.

It flows like a river.

If you hadn't noticed that, you could have been happy.

If we can stop that, it might make things easier.

But I can't stop it right away.

Once it flows, no one can go back against it.

And the longer it goes on, the bigger it gets.

But if we don't do anything, one day we'll be released to the Great Sea Plains.

By then, it's too late.

Because it is impossible to find what has flowed into the sea.

What flows into the sea leaves only nail marks at the end, and eventually disappears beyond oblivion......

If you can stop the flow on the way ——

That is the new beginning.

So nobody notices.

It's over and it's started.

I keep smoking.

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"... it was an interesting poem. It's just a little weird not knowing what you're suggesting."

Hold down your self-asserting stomach.

And I accidentally laughed a little.

"Speaking of which, this was the beginning of the day."

Only on that day I forgot my wallet and the keys to my house......

I don't have the money to go anywhere, even to kill time.

School is tough because people come together.

In the meantime, a boy from the same school told me it was from scrap and gave me a potato.

Even though it was an abandonment, it still seemed like a warm potato to laugh at.

I don't care what you think, you must have bought it on purpose.

But then I suspected him, although I received "the usual”.

Aren't you going to demand something in return? and.

I've had it before......

"I'll help you carry your stuff at school," he said, and since then he's persistently pressed for an exchange of contacts.

This is only one example.

Because there were many men approaching to kick ass about something.

I don't even want to recall......

So I guess he's one of them anyway...

That's what I thought.

That's why I wanted to say no to future worries.

So I waited, take him.

Because if I owe you one, I thought I'd return it early.

But he has said no.

On the contrary, send it because it's late at night.

Now I deliberately borrowed it by showing the gaps.

But the results are the same.

I'm not asking for anything.

Weird......

I didn't understand what he was thinking.

Aren't you after something big at the same time? And I felt a little scared.

So I decided to go to his part-time job.

Think we'll get a little glimpse of him.

Luckily it's a good place to study because it's far from school and... well, the doughnuts were delicious too.

But I was afraid your father would piss me off every time I was late at night.

So I told your father.

"Don't worry, you're sending me home to Mr. Nagaki."

Your father put a crease between his eyebrows, but he said, "Bring him in, sooner or later," and he opened the newspaper and couldn't see his face.

At that time, your mother was nicking behind you...... why?

I'm not sure why this is.

However, it would mean "parental approval” because you haven't said anything since.

Showa was surprised when I said that...

Then one day I had a part-time job, I had it sent to me every time.

But... there's no change.

When I got here...... I was a little less confident that it wouldn't appeal to me.

So I went up to his house.

Show me your cooking arm, and try to show me a little more off guard.

That day, I remember my face turning red saying that I had done something bold.

I acted so courageously......

Still, he never demands anything in return.

So from that day on, I tried to approach it with this hand of that hand.

Did you get him close?

Did you look at me?

I wonder what you think?

with the thought.

And when I realized, I followed him like every day.

The feeling I suspected made me feel different at some point, and I was obsessed with him.

I can't forget that emotion when I thought so.

that the glitter cleared and his face was hot at the same time.

But there were times when I was sad.

That's what he tried to distance himself from me...

But I know.

He's really a sweet guy.

It's just more heartless and punchy sticks than people.

I know that because I've been dealing with it every day.

I guess that's why he's not getting close, putting the wall down......

So I will never let you be alone again.

Whatever they do...

I'll wait for him to tell me why sooner or later.

"Oh, I see. Is that what happened...... I see what you mean, of this poem..."

I found out by looking back at myself these days.

"This was a love poem, wasn't it?"

Heh, it might be perfect for me right now.

I close the book and look up at the ceiling.

Fan the hot face with your hands again.

What is he thinking now?

I wonder what he thinks of me?

Maybe there's someone else you like?

Thoughts do not lead to conclusions.

But what I do is decided.

"I'll make you fall in love with me!