How to keep distance from a beautiful girl

"Ah...."

When I got back from the public bath, I opened the refrigerator and noticed something terrible about me.

"... nothing"

Stir-fried onion mayonnaise and curry made from oranges are clean and refreshing.

Who is it? Who ate it?

Of course it's me.

"Did you eat too much yesterday...."

I never felt so sad when it was gone.

It must have been so delicious... well, what's the matter?

I just ran out of cup noodles.

It is troublesome to go out again because of the heavy rain that fell just before we arrived at home.

Weird beauty gets entangled, it rains after the bath, rice runs out, and disaster continues, today.

Hmm.

There are only seasoned seaweed and packed rice.

... well, can you do it?

Eat rice with seasonings and seaweed.

It's extremely unhealthy, but there are days when a man lives alone.

If that's the case.

And as soon as I closed the refrigerator, there was a roar and lightning, and the earth resounded.

Lightning.

That's pretty big, too.

Well, it fell somewhere.

Looking out the window, the rain was gaining momentum.

Thunder is getting more intense.

Even if it's not that big, there's no sign of thunder or lightning stopping.

I took out the seasoned seaweed and rice.

I looked for it, but there was no other food in the cupboard.

It's finally time for a man to cook.

But there was a ping-pawn and a sudden ringing bell.

Who the hell do you want in this weather?

I wondered if I would use my home, but for some reason I thought it would be better to open the door.

"Good evening."

"... what is it?"

Rika Orange stood in the pajamas she had seen one day.

The bottom of the trousers and feet are slightly wet.

"Ah, um..."

Orange was easy to understand.

What I thought was straightforward.

Such an impression has always been unusual for oranges.

She is rubbing her body and dyeing her cheeks slightly.

"That's right! I thought you might have forgotten the apron you used to cook!

"Apron? Oh, that. No, we don't."

"Ugh... I'm suspicious! Let me check!

Orange said that in a hurry and tried to slip through my side.

Even if you say such a thing, there is nothing left.

"No, it's not. I mean, I remember taking oranges home. Did you look for him?

"... anyway!

“Dogoahhhhh!!"

"Hyaahh!!

Today's greatest roar, Tangerine screamed and followed me.

My little body fits neatly into my chest.

"Uh-oh! Oh, hey!!

I tried to rip it off, but the rattling oranges grabbed my clothes and didn't let go.

My head moves, but I come to one conclusion.

In other words, the real reason Orange came here...

"... maybe there is, apron"

"Eh...."

"... yeah, maybe it's my memory. I can't deny the possibility, so why don't you look for it?

When I said it, Orange made me peek at the face buried in my clothes.

She looks at me like a discarded cat.

I decided not to ask if I was afraid of lightning.

There is one or two things that no one wants to know.

"... I can't help it. Let's go now."

"Oh, please."

Orange, calm and reassuring, walked away from me.

But I'm still holding my hem, and I'm slipping right into my room.

Even though I chewed one, it's strange, isn't it?

And if you could just stop grabbing the hem...