Magic? Muscle Is Much More Important Than Such A Thing!

I was just getting tired of wearing glasses, and I returned my glasses to Phyllia.

The received Phyllia bows her face and laughs invincibly.

"Pfft. Finally, I'll put on my glasses!

Apparently, I was in the front seat at some point.

Well, I'm the front seat, actually, compared to what Phyllia looks like.

It's not that I'm depressed, it's because Phyllia's too pretty. I have no choice.

"Dorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ~"

Turning his back so he couldn't see his face from me, Phyllia suddenly starts to utter mysterious words.

I thought it was some kind of curse, but apparently it was meant to be a drum roll.

"Dunn!" Phyllia turned to me with the words.

"What do you say? Does it look good on you?

"I don't know, doesn't it look good on you? You look smart."

Phyllia originally had the impression of being an intelligent and sober cool beauty if she only looked at her face.

The atmosphere seemed to be further increased by the black Dade glasses.

Even though the contents haven't changed, she also looks like a calm, quiet adult woman with only a heart.

That's it, reading poems and stuff in the wood-leaking shooting library. That's what it feels like.

Even if I'm wrong, I'm like, "Duh, duh, duh!" or something like that doesn't look like it.

Feelia quickens up her glasses to see if she's been complimented by me and cared for.

"Hmm, I'm smart."

"No, I'm just talking about a smart face. What's in there?"

"That!? Is that it!

"That one is...... no, don't say it because it's pathetic"

I don't want to hurt Phyllia mischievously.

But when my generosity came out of her back, Phyllia stepped out of bed.

"Why does Mr. Delicacy only come hello at a time like this when he always says Zubazuba? Don't you care too much if they say that?"

"What do you mean, Mr. Delicacy's coming?"

"Talk to me about it."

What, am I wrong......?

"Look, let me tell you something? It'll be easier if I tell you.

Feelia moves her hips to my bed and pulls the sleeves of my clothes.

If you want to hear so much, can I say it?

"You can tell me, you could get hurt?

"How dare you? I'll tell Yuri that I'm perfect."

Saying so, Phyllia puts her hands on her limp hips and confidently stretches her chest.

"Well, it's no big deal. However, there were only a couple of things that made me want to hang myself a little bit."

"What is it, for example? Anytime, anywhere, if you say that Mr. Phyllia, who is famous for her flaws, is flawed, let's hear it."

I open my mouth to Phyllia.

"Cheating around"

"Ugh."

"As soon as I compliment you, you get on with it"

"Hey do, that is......................................................................................"

"Or because Phyllia got lost in the woods after we met in the first place."

"... Enough is enough, uhh..."

Phyllia slammed into my bed and hid her face with a pillow.

Start sniffing and sniffing as you go.

"That's why I said it."

"I'm hurt...... Gu Gu"

Feelia moves her butterflies and legs with her face nodded to the pillow.

"But it's true you look great."

I give my voice to Phyllia's back.

Phyllia turned to me with her moist eyes. The colour of silver shines in the light.

"…… is it true? I'm making fun of you again..."

"Think about it. Have I ever made fun of you before?

Feelia turns up to my words and starts to remember her fingerfolds.

"When I healed your arm at the hospital, or when you had me dig a place to sleep in the woods, or when I misnamed the demon......"

... I made a fool of myself. I totally forgot.

"As a matter of putting aside all the fooling around... I think it looks really good on you. Somehow, you know, it feels cool."

I praise the intelligent muscle for mobilizing my vocabulary.

Specifically, it's a cool push.

But I haven't been very good at praising people for spending all my time alone.

I was wondering if you could fix my mood.

"Hmm. Kuhihi"

- I thought it was already fixed.

I'm in a really good mood right away when I can lie to you. It's easy to handle. I'm not sure it is.

"That's me!

Fully recovered Phyllia sits shoulder to shoulder next to me.

"Right, that's Phyllia"

In the early sense of getting back on your feet.

"What did you just say?

"No, that's Phyllia."

"Hihi.... I'm sorry, I didn't hear you. Say it again!

"…… that's Phyllia."

"Uhihi, don't praise me like that. Wouldn't that light up!"

"Life sounds like fun, you."

I watched Phyllia tap the bed like a blindfold.