How to keep distance from a beautiful girl

While facing me on the road at night, Tangerine had a cruel bitter smile on her face.

Perhaps I have a similar face.

"... no, well, when I thought about it, it was possible that the public baths that I went to were the same..."

"... yes, of course. The noodle shop doesn't walk around unless it's a neighborhood."

A little silence.

Then, for some reason, we burst out together.

That grown-up orange was holding her belly and laughing.

Apparently we have a home quite close by.

In light of the events of the past, it is only natural.

"I see. Let's go home together until we get there. I'm starting to feel kind of stupid."

I see. It's funny that one of them has to go around. "

Nodded in amazement, me and Tangerine walked out again.

Walk side-by-side, paced, and relaxed.

Regardless of what happens next, I felt like I could get involved with oranges about today.

The wind blew slowly at night.

The orange hair next door is numb.

The look was absolutely beautiful as if it were in a movie or a drama.

What about Nanba?

What?

On a sudden call from Tangerine, I went home happily.

In response to my strange reaction, oranges tilt their necks a little.

"Why doesn't Nanba have any friends?

"Hmm... why did you do that?"

Aura?

Is my aura out?

"Didn't you say you didn't have anyone to eat with?

"Oh, oh, that's what I said, that's what I said."

I'm glad...

I gently stroked my chest to avoid being found out by oranges.

"I just don't make friends. It's not like I can't."

"Yes, so why aren't you here?"

Ah, yes.

I feel pathetic on the contrary if it is returned somehow.

I tried to put up a line of defense first, but I'm way too cheap...

"I like being alone, I..."

Why is that?

"It's easier to be alone. I'm tired of dating people. If you're alone, you won't have to get along or fight with anyone."

"Does Nanba fight a lot?

"I won't. I don't have any friends."

"Well, don't you really know if that's going to happen?

"I understand. Because it's been like that for a long time."

Until junior high, there were people I couldn't call friends.

But while we were playing and talking, everyone left me.

"What caused it?"

"I guess my personality isn't right for people. You can say you have bad personality."

Bad personality?

"To put it simply,"

"... I don't think so."

Huh?

……

That said, the orange shut up.

She has a hard face with her fingertips pointing to a beautiful jaw.

I didn't say anything else.

Well then, I'm here.

Say, stop in front of your apartment.

Now goodbye again.

But for some reason, Orange was staring at me with an awkward face.

"Hmm, what is it...?

"... there's another building in the back of this apartment."

"Ah, there it is, if you say so. Building B. Is that it?"

Well, I've barely been conscious of existence.

I don't interact with the other residents.

But why does Orange know that?

"... that's my house."

That's what Tangerine said, laughing a little with a thirsty voice.