Broken Personality Split Girlfriend

Mom said so.If you want to become a good friend with someone, the most effective way is to grab the other person's stomach.It is said that my father was also ecstatically caught in the baby ball like that.

The vampire lady watched intently as I worked with experienced hunting experts on the oden I made with all my might for the first time in my life.

Then she stared this way,

"For my concubine, cook in Kanto?"

He murmured a word.

There are also white radishes that are hot and melt in your mouth!

Note 1 "Chi Xiaomei" is originally "ホモちやん", and "ホモ" not only refers to human beings, but also means homosexuality.

"I eat it myself, white radish?"

Could it be that you hate white radish?Do you like konjac covered in wasabi?

"Concubine and Konjac?"

The vampire lady looked at me, as if standing in the distance and watching the rare birds and animals sent from another world.

But it doesn't matter.Leave everything to me.I also considered that she might be a special n-flavored pie with tomatoes and octopus in it.

"...You don't know how to really..."

This is quite delicious.Please enjoy it as soon as possible before it cools down!

"Uh, that's all..."

Miss Vampire looked rather admiring, she shook her head.

Frowning, she took out the daikon radish from the container, and took a bite about the size of half and half.

"It's hot."

She frowned tightly,

"...But, it's delicious."

He smiled helplessly.

Can I come back tomorrow—I asked like that, and she pretended not to hear.However, she brought the water vapor close to her smooth and tender cheeks, and ate oden slowly.

"This is really..."

Although I couldn't hear what she was muttering, it must not be a bad word.

In this way, step by step, I was allowed to exist.

That night, when I got back to my room, I threw myself on the bed first.I flicked my feet agitatedly across the sheets and slapped the pillow with my fists.I threw the cosmic man puppet to the ceiling, rolled forward, and hit the wall with a thud.

I communicated with Miss Vampire.

Even I am friendly with her.It may be one small step for mankind, but it is one step bigger than the earth for me.

Although she still seems to keep a distance from me, everything starts now.If I can work hard to get closer to her, the possibility of her being willing to be my friend should not be zero!Mom thank you!Marriage experiencers are great!

No matter how much time passes, the excitement cannot be cooled.No matter how hard I bang my head, the heat won't go away.

I wanted to share this excitement with someone, so I picked up my phone.Even though I can't explain it fluently, if it's Xiaoyouzi, I think she will understand.She will surely understand how happy I am at the moment.How much--rescued.

After the bell rang several times, the unique leisurely voice of Xiaoyouzi came.

"I'm sorry Xiaotao~ I'm with Mingyou now..."

The noise was so loud that I couldn't hear it clearly, but there was indeed a lively hustle and bustle wafting from the phone.It's a lively and vibrant downtown flavor that I don't know.

"Ah, um.I see.I will hang up quickly. 』

Someone on the other end of the phone should have spoken to her.After Xiaoyouzi talked to someone, she repeated "I'm sorry".

"I'm a little busy, let's talk later~"

Before I could respond, the call was cut off like a hatchet.

“…………”

I stared at the LCD screen showing the end of the call for a while.

The silent silence of my own room suddenly took on a quality, pressing down on my body.

Her voice sounded quite happy.Of course, Xiaoyouzi is a girl who always has a good life, that being said.

Even if he wanted to call someone else, the only thing in the phone book was Mr. Yamazaki's number.The friends Xiaoyouzi plays with are not my friends.I don't know where Xiaoyouzi is playing now.

The existence named Tokiwa Momoka is such a person.

I hugged my knees on the bed and lay down like a tumbler.I was surrounded by pure white sheets, alone.

I feel the excitement going nowhere, quietly losing heat.

I close my eyes tightly.

In the lonely darkness, "But"——I thought to myself.

That person would always stay in the old school building even if the others weren't there.

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Just in time for the winter vacation.I haven't decided whether to apply for the exam yet, so I have a lot of time left.

Because the vampire lady is not picky about food, it is a real joy to treat her to dishes such as oden or potato stew or creamy soup or curry.Handmade cooking... No, to be honest, about [-]% of the cooking is done by my mother and [-]% by me.

In short, it became my daily homework to take the [-]% of the dishes I made by myself and go to the old school building at dusk.

We talked about many things.

To be more precise, Miss Vampire would never talk about herself, so it was mainly me who unilaterally communicated about myself, and then she made comments while chewing.

school thing.Family matters.My thing that can't do anything.Difficult complex number plane subject. 8Mart recently launched a new Oden dish.The most popular hit songs recently.The future of the Japanese economy.And the big prequel book about Nostradamus.

Miss Vampire is proficient in everything in this world, and seems to have some opinions on everything.The way she spoke captured my heart.

And I have to notice that her body proportions are really ideal.Even trying to suppress it with a pitch-black dress, boobs would still pop out like Magnolia missiles, well, it didn't matter at all.Although it has nothing to do with it.missile.Mulan Missiles...my boobs are airports...

Once, when I was speaking about Mr. Yamazaki, I brought my book with me.

My story that was commercialized and circulated on the market.Perhaps unconsciously I expected criticism from those wise lips.

"What is this..."

For a vampire lady who lives in isolation, this should not be to her liking.The fiery red eyes narrowed in surprise, she quickly turned the page, and browsed to the end in the blink of an eye.

I'm used to this kind of reaction.It's much better than praising my novels with my photos and small files.

Whatever the form, genuine criticism is always better than false admiration.

I smiled to show my shame, and Miss Vampire shrugged at me like this.

"If you're after the essence, I'll let you know—don't care about the evaluation. At least the person who sells this has a high evaluation of you."

Why do you say that?

Surprised, I saw her pointing to the little files and photos on the inside back cover.

"There are a lot of things about you written on it. I have never read such a book before."

I sat on a chair in the special classroom and smiled wryly.That just juxtaposed my commodity value as a young woman.It doesn't have to be "Tokiwa Momoka" at all.I have no value in itself.

"Idiot."

The vampire lady lay on the long table that should have been used as a carpentry workbench, and said so helplessly.That pose highlights the symbol of her greatness, the powerful Mulan Missile.No, I didn't look at it enviously.Although I think the missile should be more restrained!missile!AIRPORT!

"Don't tell me you won't understand..."

Miss Vampire yawned indifferently, and wiped away the tears at the end of her eyes with her fingertips.

"Young women have value, and feeling that "you" as a young woman is valuable is two different things from the beginning. If you can really be replaced by others, you won't spend a year with you who have not completed your duties."

Is it like this?Mr. Yamazaki, do you really think so?

"The world can be divided into any shape because of subjectivity and prejudice. What you need is to get rid of inferiority complex and interpret other people's words according to their meaning.

In a word - believe in your own talents. "

Literally.

Hearing her say that, the memory of that day, that moment that was sealed away all the time, in that coffee shop revived.

"I really want to see the aftermath of that story, so I strongly recommend you to win the award. 』

"I was looking forward to Tokiwa-sensei. 』

Saying that, Mr. Yamazaki stared at me.

That person was the first person to read my story and find it interesting.How did he feel and what was he thinking when I told him I couldn't write a novel?

In terms of the description method of the novel, the sadness of the characters on the stage will not be expressed only with grief.Anger, smile, indifference.It is said that it is to describe the deep sorrow behind these feelings.

I always thought that I was met with cold and stubborn contempt that day—but maybe those eyes showed an indigestible sadness.

Did that person also feel hurt?Could it be that I hurt his heart more seriously?

I don't know.

My world is only made up of my subjective.

Even so——to imagine things that a person would never think of, gradually gained a new feeling in my heart.

Once, the vampire lady said that she would give me those dishes in return.

Among the special classrooms on the third floor, there is a large grand piano that looks like a foreign object in the old world.The vampire lady sitting in front of the piano was beating the keys gracefully.It was classical music that I didn't know.

I heard it was a song from Miss Vampire's hometown.I looked at the fingertips where her thoughts seemed to be running far away. For some reason, for a moment, she looked more like a young girl than a mature woman.

For some reason, I suddenly felt like crying.A soft melody that awakens that emotion fills the atmosphere.

I asked her why she could play the piano like that, and the vampire lady shrank her neck simply.

"I play because I want to play. I keep playing. That's why I play like this. No other reason is needed."

Maybe so.

Do it because you want to.Things should be simpler.

"You're overcomplicating things. I want to play the piano so I play the piano, I want to eat so I eat, I want to sleep so I sleep. Living like this... ah, that's right."

Miss Vampire looked at me as if remembering something.A mischievous light resided in the fiery red eyes.