Angel's Suicide

"...I'm stuck..."

　Itsuki and Chitose end their sleepover and sit down on the sofa together.

　Today, the third day, is the end of my stay at Zhou's house, and I'm going to stay at Chitose's house for the next two days. Chitose's parents would probably welcome her for a few days (although it would be nice if they could stay every day, but as expected, they were hesitant).

　After eating homemade lunch at noon, he left with a smile and said, "I'm sorry for bothering you. After that, the two of you will get along." I felt like she was having a convenient delusion, but it was troublesome to get into it, so I left it alone.

"Aren't you tired in the middle of the day?"

"...It was tiring, or rather difficult. But it was fun."

"Really"

　At least since the time they met Shuu, Mahiru had never invited a friend to his house, so I think it was a good thing that Chitose took the initiative.

　It would be a good thing if Chitose and Shuu were able to make close friends, as they seem to meet up and hang out occasionally in places where Shuu doesn't know.

"... Well, I was surprised that you suddenly started taking pictures..."

"Ah, ah, that's it."

　When I heard the word "photo," I remembered the neat yet voluptuous figure from yesterday, and my cheeks naturally turned red.

　It wasn't like there was much exposure, but the nightgown was so thin that the soft undulations were highlighted, and it was very harmful to the eyes. Rather, the one without exposure was more sexy.

　I accidentally saved it in Otoko no Saga and put it in a folder, but I feel so guilty.

"Yesterday I took a lot of pictures while saying 'cute! I'm having trouble..."

　Chitose doesn't seem to be showing the photo she sent.

　He probably sent the best shot to me, but I wonder if he was even aware that he was making that expression.

　As expected, I couldn't predict what kind of reaction he would get if I showed him that image.

　It's not like he's dressed embarrassingly or his clothes are disheveled, but somehow that image has too much destructive power.

"Oh, um, yeah, it's a picture of a bear on your lap."

"...Do you mean Kuma-san...?"

"I feel like you value me a lot."

　I'm not lying.

　However, I have a terrible sense of guilt, so I'm thinking of sealing it in the bottom of the folder. He doesn't erase it because of his delicate masculinity.

　Midday, when he heard that it was a bear, smiled slightly as if he somehow remembered it.

"...I said I would cherish it, and it is important."

　The gentle, warm gaze and smile that made me feel so nostalgic made me hold my breath.

　Her smile, which is different from the usual smile of an angel, is a mix of innocence and enveloping compassion, and is so delicate and beautiful that you can't help but admire her.

　However, it was not only beautiful, but it also contained a loveliness that made you want to hug it.

"... Ah, yeah, that, what is it? You really like it."

"Of course, it was chosen by Zhou-kun."

　If you spin your words while stuttering a little, you will return a brave thing with a smile.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of you. I'll take care of you and pet you every day, and I'll hold you and sleep with you... Please pretend that what's happening now never happened."

　It was fine until I took care of it and stroked it.

　But what followed from there was an adorable act that made you doubt your ears.

　Hug me and sleep together.

　That midday sleeps holding a teddy bear.

　I've seen his sleeping face in the middle of the day, but it was exactly like an angel's sleeping face.

　With that sleeping face, she was sleeping, hugging her stuffed animal lovingly. A beautiful girl sleeps with a teddy bear.

　When I imagined it, a scene that made me want to look at it so cute spread in my mind and my face turned red.

　In the middle of the day, he blushes at what he said, and clings to my arm with teary eyes.

"Oh, please forget it."

"No, no, it's impossible."

"I'm in trouble."

　Apparently it was quite embarrassing to be known, Midday, whose ears were dyed bright red, was looking up at the circumference with eyes slightly colored with tears.

　That expression is more destructive, but midday himself probably wouldn't know.

"I-Are you really that embarrassed? You shouldn't be in any trouble."

"...Hey, isn't it like a child, sleeping with a stuffed animal?"

"No, no, I thought it was really cute when I imagined it, so I think it's totally okay."

"…Please don't imagine it."

　This time around, I was so embarrassed that I couldn't look directly at the surroundings at midday, so I buried my face in my favorite cushion and fell silent.

　I knew that there were many things wrong with me who thought that even that figure was cute, but I couldn't help but want to love it.

　It would have been nice if he could have stretched out his hand and stroked his head, but as expected, it would have the opposite effect now, and he wouldn't allow it.

　If you look at the midday while suppressing the aching hand, you can see the eyes from the cushion for a while.

　My eyes were teary-eyed and my face was bright red because I was so embarrassed, but someone looked at me with a hint of resentment to see if I was okay.

"... Zhou-kun should also reveal something embarrassing. I'm the only one who's unfair."

"Yeah...?"

　It seems like he just blew himself up, but I can't say that Zhou is not responsible.

　However, even if I told him to expose something embarrassing, he didn't think much of it.

"If you don't tell me, I'll send a message to Akazawa-san and ask."

"When did you exchange contact information with Itsuki..."

"Actually, Chitose-san told me about it and we had a conversation. Yesterday, it was nothing... It's nothing after all... It's enough..."

　He stopped speaking and buried his face in the cushion again.

　I don't know for sure, but when Mahiru seems to have self-destructed, Shu can't help but be confused.