New Year's visit with an angel

"Yes, that's enough."

　Shihoko messed with my hair and face and coordinated my clothes, and when I was finally released, I was plain tired.

　It was a painful time for Shuu, who doesn't really care about clothes, but when he looked in the mirror, it was probably worth the effort, and there was a man in shape that was incomparably better than Shuu's usual self.

　Shihoko chose a simple yet casual look, including a dark gray Chester coat, white turtleneck, and black slacks.

　Since it was an auspicious New Year's event, they were careful not to dress too lightly, giving off a slight formal atmosphere.

　Zhou doesn't like colorful clothes either, so this monotone calm look matched Zhou's taste.

　I also checked her hairstyle, and her somewhat long bangs had been slicked to the side by ironing, waxing, and Shihoko's skill, and her eyes, which are usually hidden by her bangs, were showing out.

　By fully exposing the eyes, the look becomes much brighter, but not only that, but also by skillfully setting the entire hair with volume, it creates a sophisticated atmosphere.

　Zhou, who was ridiculed by his mother and Itsuki for being gloomy, wasn't there, but a man who felt refreshed in front of the mirror.

"I wonder why they don't do it when you can turn him into a refreshing and nice young man just by playing around with him a little bit."

"It's not a hobby"

"Zhou is like that. Well, his face is Buddha-like, so he doesn't feel refreshed unless he smiles."

　The buddha face is an unnecessary concern, but it cannot be denied because it is a fact.

"Well, I'm going to adjust Mahiru-chan, so I'll be waiting in the living room."

　Zhou was doing various things in his room, so I don't know how he seems to be changing clothes at home in the middle of the day.

　Since I can dress myself, it seems that I will go home once in the middle of the day and put it on.

　Seeing off Shihoko, who left the room first, I looked at myself in the mirror again.

　I haven't dressed like this in a long time, so I feel like I'm not myself.

"...Well, I guess it's not that bad."

　I can't help but feel shabby to line up next to midday, but it's probably many times better than the usual laps.

　While fiddling with my bangs, which no longer flickered in my field of vision, I whispered, "Maybe this kind of thing isn't bad once in a while."

　After ten minutes of waiting with Shooto in the living room, I heard the sound of the front door opening.

　I've heard that it takes a lot of time and effort to prepare girls, so I wasn't dissatisfied with the wait itself, but I'm worried about Mahiru being sexually harassed by Shihoko.

　At last, I got up from the sofa I was sitting on and looked towards the entrance, and midday quietly reached the living room.

　The moment I saw the midday figure at first sight, I was dumbfounded.

　I don't usually wear Japanese clothes in the middle of the day, and I don't have a chance to see them. I thought it would look good on her, but I never expected that it would suit her so well.

　As expected, the furisode was a small pattern because it would be difficult to move around in a crowd, but the plum-patterned small pattern with a pale pink base was worn so well that I thought it was the owner of the midday.

　Midday doesn't usually wear pink, but she's elegant and feminine.

　Her long, lightly pigmented hair is left with just one strand on the side, and the rest is tied up with a hairpin at the top. The pure white nape and the swaying decorations highlight the woman's femininity and make her look very sexy.

　Combined with the slight make-up that complemented her original beauty, she created an atmosphere of a neat and clean beauty.

"What do you think? I think it turned out pretty cute. Midday-chan's material is good, so it was really worth decorating it."

"Yeah, it suits you very well."

　Even in the middle of the day, I lowered my eyes slightly as if I was embarrassed by Shooto, who praised me with a smooth smile. Even her gestures are sexy, so being a beautiful woman is truly terrifying.

"Look, Zhou, you have to tell me what you think."

"I think it suits you"

　As expected, there was no way I could give him rave reviews in front of his parents.

"... that kind of place is not good?"

"noisy"

　Despite being rejected by Shihoko, Zhou has no intention of praising him any more in front of his parents, so he turns away.

　Shihoko seemed taken aback by Shuu, but perhaps because she knew Shuu's personality so well, she seemed to overlook it with just a sigh.

"Exactly....By the way, how about Midday? Zhou, if you do this, the atmosphere will be completely different, right?"

"Y-yes. It's completely different than usual..."

"If you wear this outfit all the time, you'll be popular, but you don't.

　It's an unnecessary burden on Shu's part, but Shihoko seems genuinely disappointed and sighs.

"I'm disappointed in Zhou, who doesn't try to make use of it even though he looks like Shooto-san. It's a waste."

"Okay Shihoko-san. Zhou must be around your age."

"Don't you want to be popular at your age?"

"If anything, I think Shu is the type of person who only needs one person. I think the others are a pain."

"oh dear"

　The follow-up is igniting Shihoko's delusions.

　It's true that Zhou would rather have just one person than be liked by an unspecified number of people. Doesn't it sound like you're saying

　Shihoko's bright smile made her cheeks twitch, and she turned away.

　I wonder why I have to be so negatively supported, but I am also aware that it actually seems that way to others.

　At least, I can say that Midday is special to Shuu.

　It's a fact, but...

　I steal a glance at Mahiru so that he doesn't notice, and sigh softly.

(Well, if you say you like it, you like it)

　I think it's preferable.

　However, I don't think it's enough to call it a romantic feeling.

"It's not like my mother is suggesting anything wrong. Don't say such silly things, let's get the car ready."

"You're such a boring girl...really. It's okay, Shooto-san, let's get the car ready."

"I agree"

　It seems that he succeeded in diverting the conversation, and both of them started preparing to go out.

　I left it up to my parents to decide which shrine to go to, and saw off the backs of my parents who had left the house for the parking lot first.

"... I have everything I need in my bag, so I don't need to prepare, but what about midday?"

"Eh, it's in this bag."

"I see"

　Suddenly feeling a little uneasy about being alone, Amane closed the windows and unplugged the extra electrical appliances.

　After turning off the lights in the living room, I look at midday again.

　After all, I think she's beautiful even if I don't look at her closely. I didn't get much praise in front of her parents, but no matter who looked at her, the beautiful midday in kimono was a great feast for the eyes.

"What's wrong, Zhou-kun?"

"Nn, no, it suits you. It feels like a beautiful woman dressed in a neat and clean kimono. I think it's cute."

　Originally, I learned from Shooto that if a woman is dressed up, I should praise her, so I should have praised her the moment I saw her, but as expected, I was embarrassed to praise her in front of my parents.

　When I expressed my honest opinion, Mahiru blinked her eyes a few times, then blushed slightly and pursed her lips tightly.

　Remembering that he had reacted like that before, Zhou smiled wryly.

"Oh, did you hate being praised? I'm sorry."

"Well, that's not true, but... Zhou-kun is relatively."

"Recently?"

"...nothing"

　I wondered what was going on when Mahiru looked away from me, but since he didn't show any signs of saying anything, I quietly gave up and headed towards the entrance with Mahiru.

　The shoes they wear are boots instead of clogs for walking, and the style seems to be a mixture of Japanese and Western styles, and it seems that you can see a cute figure in its own way.

　Midday, who managed to put on his boots while swinging his hairpin ornaments, gently approached Amane, who had gone outside earlier and supported the door.

　It's closer than I thought. Unusually, it approached from midday and was quietly stretching its back.

　I wondered if he was asking me to lend him an ear, so when I closed the front door and locked it, I bent over, and Mahiru gently made a circle around his mouth with his palm and brought it closer to my ear.

"Zhou-kun"

"yeah?"

"Um...that's cool, isn't it?"

　With that small whisper, Zhou pressed his forehead against the door as it was in the middle of the day when he slipped through the side and headed for the elevator hall.

"...That's cunning."

　At the whispers that seemed to be revenge, Zhou's heart was beating rapidly.

　It took a long time to cool down my cheeks, which had suddenly started to burn because of the midday, and my parents, who were waiting in the parking lot earlier, looked at me with suspicious eyes.