How to keep distance from a beautiful girl

I'm on fire, Balsan.

After all, Orange decided to temporarily evacuate to my room.

Of course, there's something you shouldn't see in advance.

At the same time, I cleaned the room a little.

Anyway, it's usually pretty messy.

I wish I could live comfortably, even if my friends don't come.

"Thank you."

"I'll wait two hours. By then, they'll be wiped out."

It feels good.

"Hey, you look scary."

Right, bad face, right?

By the way, there was nothing particularly bad in the orange room.

There is no drying of the launderer or discarding of clothes.

The words "clean" suited me well.

Well, of course.

Otherwise, you won't let me in the room.

"Here, smartphone. You're here, right?"

"Yes, sorry about everything."

"It's okay, it's okay."

The smartphone was rolling on the bed.

When I collected it, it smelled a little good from the futon.

But that was force majeure, not my fault.

"You're not wearing a case, are you? Well, so am I."

"Yes, this is the easiest thing to do if you don't drop it."

"... that's right."

Surprisingly enough, it was exactly the same as my thinking.

As always, oranges and I have strange overlapping values.

That's outrageous, that's right.

"Thank you again, Nanba."

That's what Tangerine said. She sat on the cushion and lowered her head.

"That's fine. I don't use Balsan, me."

Really? Then why did you have it?

"My father gave it to me to live alone."

Was there nothing else?

A good futon or a good chair?

Even though I was offended by my father's lack of sense, I realized something.

I'm afraid I was late because that was obvious to me.

Nanaba lives alone, too.

Well, that means you, too.

There shouldn't be so many high school students living alone.

This is a strange match again.

Incidentally, my father's policy is to acquire the ability to live while I can.

Well, that kind of thing hasn't happened to me in the past year.

"Thank you for today, I'll be back soon."

"I don't want to... but I won't back off."

"Yes, by example"

"Okay. I put it in my neck myself."

It's useless to argue, as you can see from the last lunch.

It would be easier to get it back quickly.

"... Nanba..."

Hmm?

While saying so, Tangerine turned away.

While gazing at my room, I kept on saying things as if nothing had happened.

After all, I think he's a good person.

"... thank you very much."