Soft...not tough at all.

Small, not as haughty as the voice suggests.

This faint fragrance makes people inexplicably want to hold the person in their arms and hold them forever.

No.

I am Oreki String.

Why are you being so innocent?

Why is my heart beating faster?

No... now what is this? Not talking?

You're pretending to be an expert by not saying anything, right?

Two people are in the same space and even in such close contact with each other.

But they lay there for a long time, a long time in their concept.

No one spoke for a long, long time.

Only the sound of breathing remained for a long, long time.

"...Let go."

Asagiri Ran lowered her head and couldn't even raise it.

Because at this moment I had no idea what expression I should use to face the other person, especially when I realized that I was actually greedy for this hug.

She knew that it would be difficult for her to raise her head.

The voice was lowered, the guilt was not pretended at all, it was too soft.

To Oreki Gen, this sounded too unfair.

The heartbeat, which had calmed down for a moment, suddenly beat violently twice again.

Why is it so cute...

You're not actually a clamp, are you?

"Uh... it's loosened. How about you try to lift it up?"

Oreki Gen had already let go of the hand that was holding the other person.

But I found that the other party still had no intention of getting up.

It's difficult for Asagiri Ryou to explain one thing.

It's my own state...

It seems difficult to get up.

My legs are a little weak, and the key is...it's a little hard to hold it in.

"I...can't get up."

"How about we sleep together?"

"Help me up, asshole!!"

"Oh oh oh..."

Oreki Gen finally helped the other person up.

He watched the girl with flushed cheeks looking at him fiercely, her eyes were extremely fierce, as if all the tenderness at that moment had disappeared without a trace, and her fingers were shaking up and down.

Oreki Gen was ready to accept the other party's indiscriminate blame and curse.

After all, that's what Asagiri Ran would do. If she could sincerely accept her own responsibilities, she would not be Asagiri Ran.

But I didn't expect it.

After Asagiri Ran shook twice.

"I'll tell you later!"

He turned around and ran to the toilet immediately.

Zhe Muxian was confused by what he saw.

what's the situation?

Are you so angry that you have to go to the toilet to relieve yourself?

However, Oreki Gen has already started thinking about what he will do next.

It is impossible for a person to sleep in a hotel. There is neither the conditions nor the necessity.

Sleeping alone in a hotel is even scarier than a haunted house.

What is filled is not horror elements, but great loneliness.

Or if all else fails, we can just go to a convenience store for the night?

also.

The convenience store is like my second home.

As for what the Sakuraba Mitsuki family is...that's hell, that's a cage!

"Clap."

The toilet door opened.

Oreki Gen watched Asagiri Ran, a girl who was extremely beautiful and exuded an ethereal temperament that no one else had, approaching from afar. She glanced at him.

The boy was ready to leave.

But the other party glared at him.

"Don't make noises at night, and don't turn on the volume when you're looking at your phone. Also, turn off the lights."

After saying that, Asagiri Ran walked towards the bedroom.

Oreki Gen was stunned for a moment.

"Hey, wait a minute..."

"what?"

Asagiri Ran asked impatiently. It seemed as if everything was normal. It would have been even more realistic if the redness at the base of her ears hadn't faded or existed.

"you mean..."

Oreki Gen was a little bit unbelieving. It was obvious that she agreed to him, but...she was Asagiri Ryou. How could she agree just by going to the bathroom?

how...

After going to the toilet, isn't it your brain that you wash instead of your hands?

No, it's soul-cleansing.

Asagiri Ryou raised her arm and pointed toward the door.

"If you don't understand, get out."

"...grateful."

Oreki Gen simply clasped his hands together on his chest and lay down on the sofa, like a vampire entering a coffin.

Asagiri Ran wanted to laugh a little, but she held it back.

Coughed.

"By the way, I'm Aya... not Ran."

Oreki Gen nodded.

"I'm Oreki Sakura, not Oreki Gen."

"..."

The girl, who hadn't slept for two hours, sat up from the bed in anger, slapping the quilt.

"No, he's sick!!"

88: Don't cry, I'm here

Can't sleep.

Can't sleep at all.

Asagiri Ran didn't know why she was so anxious that night.

To be fair, I do have a lot of stories to tell, and I seem to be particularly suitable to be the heroine of any story.

But...

The sleep was quite good.

Well, I should say I can sleep quite well.

Because in the past, on my days off, I would either read books or use my phone or sleep. I would not go out shopping, sightseeing, or socialize in a way that seemed meaningful but was actually meaningless like many of my peers.

It seems that I have never felt such anxiety and unable to sleep as I did tonight.

It was as if there was an inexplicable fire burning in my chest.

A secular wildfire that can never be put out.

"Hmm? In the middle of the night... is it easy to think of such pretentious words?"

Asagiri Ran rubbed her long hair in annoyance.

If her hair were let down, she would probably look like a female ghost.

I want to open my phone and go to bed when I feel sleepy as usual.

But when I open my phone, I don’t know what to look at. None of the information that flashes past my eyes can enter my brain.

This "magic weapon" that occupies most of modern people's time and seems to have magical powers has now completely lost its magic.

What's going on?

She sat up irritably.

Glanced at the door.

Then I heard a slight sound coming from outside.

"Wait, is he snoring?"

The sound seemed more and more similar, and it was getting louder and louder!

How can anyone sleep like this!

I gave him a place to sleep, but he was snoring outside. This is really... really...

Ok?

Now do I have a legitimate reason to go outside, wake him up, and chat with him?

But why do I want to chat with him?

What kind of weird idea is this?

But...how can I sleep if he snores?

"rub!"

In an instant, Asagiri Ran gained strength and got up from the bed quietly wearing her familiar panda pajamas.

She tiptoed in her furry slippers.

These were things that Oreki Gen would not have noticed before, because Asagiri Ryou only wore them like this in her own small bedroom.

I personally feel that this kind of cute painting style does not match my usual temperament, especially when this young man is now so unscrupulous that he may knock on my door at any time. It is even more impossible.

You have to save some face.

But then again, what girl can resist cute panda pajamas?

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