Angels and Zhou's Recommendations

　I looked at the shops lined up along the road in the middle of the day, but what I thought again was that the middle of the day still attracts people's attention.

　She has a neat beauty that is usually called an angel, but in the middle of the day, she is fully demonstrating her loveliness and carefreeness that arouse a desire to protect her and make her want to touch her.

　Midday in angel mode has a picturesque beauty and transience, and makes you feel like you shouldn't touch it. However, because of her overly delicate and artificial beauty, Zhou seems a little lifeless.

　Midday, who was holding hands like this, was full of life with a pure smile. Even though she didn't say it out loud, the feeling of "fun!" could be seen from her hands and steps.

　It's beautiful to smile modestly, but it's much cuter to show your emotions and smile with joy than to make it up.

"...What's happen?"

"No, when I walk with you, the amount of gazes is amazing."

　The eyes of both men and women are directed towards me, making me realize that I am a beautiful girl in the middle of the day.

"…I don't think I'm the only one being watched, right?"

"Well, as an escort, I think they'll probably look at me with some judgment."

"That's not what I meant, anymore."

　He looked up at me dissatisfied, but he didn't want to continue any further, so I tightened my grip on his hand.

　He whispered quietly, "It's troublesome for Zhou-kun to not be aware of it," but I know that I can naturally see myself if I'm side by side with Mahiru, and if I compare him, it's obvious that he's inferior, so I don't even have any awareness. deaf.

"Well, that's fine, I'll explain this slowly until you understand."

"Eh, what's that scary?"

"It's rude to say you're scared... It's your fault, isn't it?"

　With a smack, he was silenced by his nose being pressed with his index finger.

　However, rather than being in a bad mood, he made a teasing smile and poked Zhou's nose a little bit, and pulled Zhou's hand, whether satisfied or not. She, no, or to put it correctly, huddled in Zhou's arms.

"…If you had more confidence, we would talk more quickly."

　Mahiru muttered while resting his forehead on his upper arm, but Shuu couldn't bear it anymore and looked away.

"Umm, Mahiru-san."

"what is it"

"Is it on purpose?"

"On purpose?"

"... um, the one that hits your chest is"

　If you point it out, unconsciously or deliberately, with the feeling that you want them to give you a break, Mahiru will leave you as if you've been rejected.

　When I looked at Mahiru while trying to suppress my cheeks from turning red, I saw that Mahiru's face was blushing even more.

"I-I don't mean to."

"Yeah, I can tell by your reaction. When you get used to it, you unconsciously stick to me, so I guess that's why you stuck with me. Please be careful."

　Shuu is also a man, so he is naturally concerned about the body of the opposite sex, and he has enough desires to touch their breasts if he has permission to do so, so I want Mahiru to be careful.

　Mahiru seems to hate that kind of desire, so he tries not to show it, but when he is unconsciously tempted, it can be quite harsh.

　Mahiru, who seemed to have finally realized that her chest had the ability to kill, turned bright red and closed her lips, making Shuu smile bitterly and gently move away from her.

　It would be embarrassing and uncomfortable to realize that he was conscious of that, so it was a consideration, but midday he looked up at the surroundings as if he was a little shocked.

"Please don't let go of my hand"

"picture"

"Well, I might get lost... If I get separated, I won't be able to do it."

　I can't say that it's impossible to say such a thing to someone who looks up to me, and I timidly take Mahiru's hand, unable to contain my embarrassment.

　When Mahiru held her small palm like before, she smiled in relief, her cheeks still slightly colored.

　I returned to the distance again and pulled myself close enough that we wouldn't touch each other.

"... Well, it's not on purpose... Oh, if it's Zhou-kun, I'm fine with it."

"If you say that kind of thing, you'll get carried away, so let's stop."

　I stumbled unconsciously at the whisper, but I realized that Mahiru was probably trying to show that I wouldn't get angry even if I hit someone who was used to me, so I let out a quiet breath.

　It seemed like I was going to get overwhelmed, and I had to control myself, and it was difficult in various ways. Things like the heart, reason, etc.

"Look, that mannequin's outfit looks good in the middle of the day. Would you like to see it?"

　As if to disguise the heat on his cheeks, he pointed with his free hand, and Mahiru seemed to be interested, asking, ``Is that what you like, Shu-kun?'' So naturally, the two of them headed toward the store.

"Is this?"

"N, well. Anything looks good in the middle of the day, but I think this kind of thing looks good after all."

　The mannequin is dressed in an off-shoulder dress with thin stripes on a white background.

　Since it was summer clothes, the fabric was slightly thin and the shoulders were exposed, giving a cool impression.

　I thought that this kind of clothes would look good on a woman with a delicate decollete, so it would look good in the middle of the day.

　Even if you try to put it on in your head while looking at the midday standing next to the mannequin, the fresh and cool midday image will immediately come to your mind. It looks like it would look good with a straw hat.

"I'll try it on for a while."

　Midday's decision was quick, or rather premeditated, as I picked up the same clothes hanging by the mannequin.

　In the middle of the day, when she was subtly enthusiastic, she disappeared into the fitting room as soon as I received her bag while feeling a little pressured.

　I waited for Mahiru to change, confused as to why she was so enthusiastic, but for some reason, I was getting lukewarm looks from around me, making me even more confused.

　Not only the store clerk, but also the surrounding customers seemed to be smiling, and it was very uncomfortable for Zhou.

　As I was waiting for Mahiru, thinking from the bottom of my heart that he should come home early, the curtains in the fitting room finally opened and Mahiru came out.

　But I haven't changed my clothes.

"Welcome home. ...Didn't you wear it?"

"No, I put it on and checked the size.

"I'm sorry"

　The chiffon blouse I'm wearing right now shows some décolleté, but it's not as good as off-shoulder.

　It seems like when she wears off-the-shoulder clothes like that, she wears different underwear than usual, so I guess she can't show it now.

"However, Zhou-kun told me that it would look good on me, and I liked it when I wore it, so I will buy it."

　I received the bag from Zhou and took the dress in my arms to the cash register, so I chased after him in a hurry.

　I tried to take out my wallet to pay for it because I said that it would look good on Midday, but Midday stopped Zhou's hand when he tried to search his bag.

"No, I have to buy this and show it off to Zhou-kun."

"Oh, oh"

"Even though I can't wear this until it gets hotter. I'll leave it until summer."

　While Mahiru shyly asked her to look forward to it, she finished paying the bill, and Shu desperately resisted the urge to just sit there with her lips closed.

(You're talking so cute, damn it)

　It's like being told you're going to wear it for yourself, which is very heartbreaking.

　When he made eye contact with the clerk who was paying the bill, he gave him a smile and a very friendly expression, so Shu had no choice but to bite his lip and avert his gaze.