Comprehensive comic: It starts with getting little Doraemon by punching in

Taking a deep breath, Sato Miwako asked softly.

There was a hint of trembling in the sweet voice.

Seeing her like this, Kitahara Hao couldn't suppress the smile that raised at the corner of his mouth.

Normally, Sato-senpai has a heroic appearance and is very capable and cheerful no matter what he does, but he has never shown this expression before.

And this shy look is unique to him.

What are you laughing at? Turn off the lights quickly!

Seeing the interested smile on his lips, Sato Miwako got angry and kicked him with her white little feet.

This guy Kitahara...does he really like to see her begging like this?

However, before she could take her little feet back, Kitahara Hao grabbed her.

You...what do you want to do?

Feeling the touch from her toes, Miwako Sato couldn't help but panic. She subconsciously wanted to pull her foot back, but she couldn't pull it at all.

Don't be so nervous, I won't do anything to your feet.

Ha...it's so itchy, damn it!

Kitahara Hao lightly scratched the smooth soles of her feet, and before she kicked her other foot over, she quickly let go and stood up.

He didn't forget that Sato Miwako was also a judo master.

Kitahara!

I'm going to turn off the light right now!

Looking at Miwako Sato who was half sitting up, Kitahara Hao said quickly.

As the lights went out, the entire bedroom fell into silence.

Kitahara slowly walked to the bed, hugged her slender waist wrapped in a bath towel, and looked at her with his brown eyes.

Kitahara...

Sato-mae—it hurts, it hurts!

Don't ruin such a good atmosphere for me!

Sato Miwako pinched his cheek with her fingers and stared at him with dissatisfaction.

It took a lot of effort to have such a good atmosphere, but it was all ruined by Kitahara.

Miwako, can you let go first?

Kitahara Hajime looked at Miwako Sato whose tension was gradually dissipating, stretched out his hand to press on the back of her white and tender hand, and said with a chuckle.

...

Sato Miwako did not reply, but the fingers that were pinching his cheeks quietly loosened their grip and gently touched his face.

With the help of the bright moonlight by the window, Kitahara Hao could clearly see that the amethyst-like eyes were trembling slightly.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly lowered his head.

Well - well... your hair is still wet.

Don't worry about that kind of thing.

How could you not care? It will be very uncomfortable to sleep for a while... Wait, what are you doing!

Sato Miwako's somewhat panicked voice sounded, and she found herself being hugged directly by Kitahara Hajime in a princess hug.

A pair of hands subconsciously wrapped around his neck to prevent him from falling suddenly.

Of course we're doing what we're supposed to do.

Kitahara Haji put her on the soft bed, and the bright moonlight shone through the window in the bedroom, illuminating Sato Miwako's rosy face.

Can the curtains...

cannot.

————

Monday, the weather was sunny.

In the bedroom on the second floor.

The bright and soft sunlight shines through the glass next to the window, illuminating the somewhat messy bedroom.

The fluffy white bath towel was thrown on the wooden floor, and a faint blush could be seen on the wrinkled sheets.

Well……

Sato Miwako half-opened her sleepy eyes, feeling the sunlight falling on her face outside the window, and she subconsciously shrank her head into the quilt...

Kitahara, please pull the curtains.

She lightly kicked Kitahara Hajime on the side near the window with her little foot, then yawned slightly and murmured softly.

knew.

Kitahara Hao held her little feet, then stood up and closed the dark curtains.

As the curtains were slowly drawn, the entire bedroom was once again plunged into darkness.

what time is it now?

Sato Miwako held the quilt in her arms, looked at Kitahara Hajime who was lying on the bed again and was about to sleep, and asked in a low voice.

Her voice sounded weak, and if you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't hear it clearly.

It's only half past eight, still early...

Kitahara Hao picked up the mobile phone placed on the table and took a look at it, and finally turned his head and said softly.

It's only eight o'clock - the two of them seem to have gone to bed at four in the morning...

No, today seems to be Monday!

Sato Miwako blinked in confusion, then half sat up in a panic, and then——

hiss……

it hurts!

What are you doing?

After noticing her actions, Kitahara Hao stretched out his hand to rub the ends of his messy hair and asked with some confusion.

We two are going to be late!

Miwako Sato lay on top of him and said in a weak tone.

be late……

The corners of Beihara's mouth twitched slightly, and then he reached out and rubbed her short hair.

Based on your current 0.5 appearance, do you think you can go to work?

……able!

Miwako Sato hesitated for a moment, then answered firmly.

Okay, you'd better lie down quietly.

I'll go talk to Miyamoto-senpai.

Kitahara opened the contacts on his phone, then found Yumi Miyamoto's phone number and dialed it.

Why are you looking for Yumi? Miwako Sato blinked in confusion.

If I look for Takagi and Chiba, I'm afraid I will be killed by those uncles when I go to the Metropolitan Police Department tomorrow.

Beitahara looked at the dialed phone number and made a silent sign to her.

Hey, what do you want with me?

Miyamoto-senpai, please help me and Miwako take a leave!

(Please give me flowers, please give me monthly tickets!).

105: Your smell...is different from usual?

Miyamoto-senpai, please help Miwako and I take a leave of absence!

……Clam?

Hearing the voice coming from the mobile phone, Miyamoto Yumi, who was sitting in the office of the Transportation Department, was stunned for a moment. After reacting, the corners of her eyes twitched slightly.

Why do you need to ask her for leave?

and--

You are from the search section, right? How can I, as a traffic section member, ask for leave for you?

Are you still awake?

Miyamoto Yumi half-closed her eyes, took a sip of tea from the table, and said in a speechless tone.

Really, you two from the search section are not going to find Takagi—wait a minute!

The next moment, Miyamoto Yumi suddenly opened her eyes wide and realized something was wrong.

Kitahara seems to have mentioned Miwako’s name, right?

Recalling the content of the call just now, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She stared blankly at the call history on her phone, and her slender legs that were originally swaying slightly stopped.

Why... he wants to take leave with Miwako! ?

No matter how you think about it, this is wrong!

There is nothing I can do. After all, I asked senior Takagi and the others to help me ask for leave. I always feel a little uneasy. After thinking about it carefully, the only one I can rely on is you, senior.

While she was still dazed, Kitahara Hao's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone.

...Ah, that's it.

Miyamoto Yumi looked out the window blankly and responded softly.

It turns out that asking Takagi and the others to ask for leave would be uneasy, so they came to him.

Thinking this way, she couldn't help but take a deep breath, and a guess slowly formed in her heart.

Therefore, Kitahara should be with Miwako now.

After all, only in front of Sato Miwako would that guy call her Miyamoto-senpai.

The two of them stayed together in the morning, and they had to ask for leave...

Miyamoto Yumi is not an idiot, so she naturally knows what happened between him and Miwako.

Are these two getting on base so quickly?

She didn't know why, but after thinking of this, she suddenly felt her heart tightening and her breathing stopped.

Then please trouble Miyamoto-senpai, I have to go to sleep for a while.

wait--

Hearing the voice coming from her ears, Miyamoto Yumi subconsciously wanted to ask.

However, just as she finished speaking, the person on the other end had already hung up the call.

...Can't you just listen to what others are saying and then hang up the phone?

Miyamoto Yumi looked at the black screen of her mobile phone with a complex expression, and whispered as if she was complaining.

Putting the phone on the desk, she raised her arm to cover her eyes gently, and exhaled slowly.

What, that guy from Kitahara...

He actually did that kind of thing with Miwako.

Miyamoto-senpai, this is the vehicle violation report last week...senpai?

At this moment, Miike Naeko walked to her desk holding the prepared files.

But after seeing Miyamoto Yumi's current state, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.