How to keep distance from a beautiful girl

It was a treat.

It was rough.

Both of them lowered their heads simultaneously.

Because it was so delicious, I followed it.

"Keep the rest in the refrigerator. If you warm it up in the oven, you can eat it."

"Okay. Thank you, seriously."

"From now on, please make sure you eat something that is nutritionally balanced. Not just instant foods."

"... hay"

That's sweet, but the answer is...

"Cup noodles and pasta are for men to live alone."

"It's a typical bad habit. Don't you cook yourself?"

"It's annoying."

"... that's what I'm talking about, so my complexion gets worse. And the eyes."

"The eyes were the same."

Was that so?

Orange bokeh.

I feel like I've seen something unusual with this.

Or are you serious?

"Do you cook oranges well?

Well, not really.

That's pretty good.

I don't know how to cook such delicious food.

I mean, oranges are beautiful, they cook, and they're super high specs.

Apparently, they can study.

The weakness of cockroaches can no longer be said to be an advantage.

The only disadvantage is that sometimes you think like me.

By the way, Tangerine didn't show up to go home after dinner.

Nevertheless, I can't stand telling you to go home.

We'll see how it goes for a while.

Speaking of which, aren't oranges in the club?

"Yes, because there was nothing interesting about it."

Orange answered my personal questions briefly.

I wonder if it is an open one.

"Then what do you usually do at home?"

"Reading books, watching movies, and studying."

Phew

It was unexpectedly normal.

Well, no matter how beautiful a girl is, oranges are just high school girls.

"What is Nanba doing?"

"Eat or sleep"

"Studying is..."

"Do you count your studies?

"I would have done that earlier."

Oh, speaking of which...

"If you count your studies, what are you doing?"

"Eat or sleep"

So the orange chuckled so that it could withstand.

Somehow, I feel like I've done it.

While I didn't know it, it seemed like Orange and I were getting along peacefully.

There have been a lot of things going on in the past few days, so I wonder if there is anything I can do about it.

No, or...

Hey, Orange.

What is it?

Or maybe I'm up.

Orange said, "I think you're a good person." Perhaps you're happy and lack calm.

Then I have to calm down.

It must be a seed of regret and disappointment.

Because it would be an unfamiliar expectation.

"Don't you hate it? Talk to me."

"... no, especially"

Orange, who answered that, looked suspicious.

"Why?"

"Is there a reason why you don't like it?

"No... but I..."

I am in a state of words. [M]

Because I don't like it.

Because it's dark.

Because it seems reasonable.

Such lines come to mind one after another.

However, it felt like oranges were just tilting their necks.

"... I don't know what kind of relationship you have with people around you."

……

"I'm grateful to you, and I don't get a bad impression. That's why I don't feel bad talking to you like this. Besides, if I don't want to, I'm not coming here."

"... I see."

The orange voice had no ornament whatsoever.

You really think so from the bottom of your heart.

I wanted to erase my reckless expectations in the meantime.

I asked this question to be rejected.

Orange didn't give me the answer I wanted.

But the truth is, I've always wanted to hear the answer.

"... that's a weird one, oranges."

"Definitely not as good as you."