The monkey sister reborn into summer oil

12

"Melancholy Sauce の Material Book"

They are all running accounts.

(One)

What are you doing on a date?

I really do not know.

After all, the male and female protagonists in my novel spend most of the chapters in bed... fighting, which is not of reference significance at all.

[A date]

[first of all……]

[Change into a cute outfit and meet each other, shall we? ]

Qianjia sent a message for off-site support.

Oh.

I stared blankly, then walked into the bedroom.

"Lovely clothes...lovely clothes..."

Afraid that he would forget, he went to the closet silently and opened it.

Using "cute" as the keyword, I began to look for the target, scanning from left to right——

Loose sweater.

exclude.

Oversized trench coat.

exclude.

Can be worn as a skirt length T-shirt.

exclude.

The collar is so high, it feels like it can completely cover my entire face when I lift it up.

Ah, this jacket I remember zipping all the way to the top...

Not at all!

Please come to something about [cute]!

［A girlish color is fine too］

[Pale pink, pink orange, light purple, etc.]

The second message is still Qianjia's off-field support.

A girl's heart... light black, deep black, black that can't be seen at night.

Can not be done…

[What about accessories? ]

[Little rabbit hair ring, little duck hair card...]

Do masks count?

[...]

[What do you think? ]

……

Fuck it!

Why don't I have any clothes that can be called "cute"!

These are stealth suits that are very suitable for doing some illegal things.

It is suitable for bank robbery, robbery, jewelry theft or something.

……Kidding.

"!"

what.

Suddenly, my eyes fell somewhere.

Cute...isn't there a set?

……

Nope.

...

What else?

It's better than going naked, right?

……

Just "it".

(Second)

So

I ended up going to see Gojo Satoru in my school uniform.

After all, it is the cutest dress in my closet.

Navy blue, the short skirt does not reach the knee, and the Kansai lapel is red.

"Why are you still wearing a uniform?"

He walked into the door frame of my house with a bent body, and asked questions in doubt.

The lollipop stick dangling from Gojo Satoru's lips wobbled.

"Isn't it cute?"

With my face raised and my hands obediently behind my back, I tilted my head and asked him.

This is the pose that Qian Jia said would look cute... Well done, it has a crit effect

If you don't do well, you're like a silly roe deer.

"Well…"

The newborn kitten looked at his own tail for the first time, with curious eyes.

He didn't wear sunglasses, and pulled the candy out of his mouth with a "baji". The color was the same as that of the two intact eyes exposed outside, ice blue.

Tiptoe close to sniff, smell the sweet smell.

blueberry?

As always, there was no safe distance, so when the stick was drawn, he leaned over and looked carefully.

I also stared at him, and my eyes stopped on those two lips that were a little wet from eating candy, waiting for them to say "cute" one by one, but I only waited for one sentence:

"Turn around and let me have a look?"

Suddenly tilting his head, the corners of his lips parted a little, and he smiled at me.

"..."

It's too moist.

Suddenly, I wondered if there was a "boo" when the lollipop came out.

Seeing me in a daze, Gojo Satoru simply stretched out his hand and put it slightly on my head.

The temperature is transmitted through the hair.

"change!"

he said happily.

Give me a thrust like a spinning top.

Uh ah ah...

OK, turn.

I suppressed the desire to scratch his face with my paw, and turned around as I said.

The magic of love goes round and round.

Perfunctorily counting it as the end of the turn, he raised his face and asked again: "Answer?"

He stopped laughing, pushed the non-existent sunglasses seriously, and said seriously:

"Turn around a few more times, and you won't be able to tell if it's cute after all."

"... "

I seemed to understand it, thought about it, and said to him seriously:

"Well, if you're expecting to see something, I'll tell you the truth... I have safety pants on."

"Huh?" He didn't respond.

"It's white, in the shape of a pumpkin, with 'what are you looking at' embroidered on it," I went on to describe, "there's also a cat's paw and tail embroidery on the back, if you want to see it, I can..."

With that said, she was about to lift her skirt.

"Huh? Hey hey hey?"

"Etc., etc!"

He jumped up like a pussycat, reaching out to stop me.

He also deliberately turned his head, looked at the window vigilantly, and confirmed that the curtains were drawn, before turning to look at me with a rather helpless expression.

"What do you take me for?"

"A pervert?"

It's color. Cat.

I corrected silently in my heart.

"Can……"

"Aren't you neon men all perverts and wolves?"

But there was a soul questioning on his mouth, and he still looked up at him.

"..." He was dumbfounded for a while, and retorted helplessly while holding his forehead, "Don't generalize."

"OK then."

I straightened my skirt, and gave up showing him my big baby (referring to safety pants).

After thinking about it, I asked, "Then still turn around?"

The regret in the blue eyes flashed, and I caught it.

Dishonest color. cat.

(third)

Although I didn't know what medicine was sold in the gourd, he stared at me and turned around a few times.

"..."

Good guy.

there is a problem.

dizzy.

Wait, am I that good?

It was obviously less than ten laps.

He tried his best to find the direction and wanted to face Gojo Satoru, but he stumbled in the opposite direction like a drunk.

"bang"

Nose hit a wall of blueberry flavor.

No, it should be the blueberry-flavored Wutiao that caught me.

Teleport?

"Successful!"

The tone is similar to that of a child who has collected all the cards of Yu-Gi-Oh!

The head was also patted.

"Super-super cute!"

"Today's Yuya~"

It's like I'm being tricked.

This guy.

The hair on his head was messed up by him, and he stared at him resentfully like a fried hair.

"Let's go, go out."

I poked his swollen cheek with the candy in his mouth, and I finally put an end to this drama that only happens between elementary school students.

(Fourth)

When changing shoes.

"Hey? Aren't you boasting that I'm so handsome today?"

He put his head on my shoulder and asked.

"The clothes are cool."

It's too heavy, I won't feel any emotion if I push him away.

Who is jk after all!

"Hey, Xiao Yu, is that your bedroom?"

Attention is quickly drawn to other things.

It really is a cat, right?You will be caught in the sight of the butterfly flying past in an instant.

"It's rare to come here once, let me go in and have a look?"

"No."

"Why?"

Asked by him behind.

The reflective glass door reflected his expression of "Don't you love me? Am I not your sweetheart? You won't even let me into the room"....

There are so many dramas.

"because……"

Recalling the random piles of books and manuscript paper in the bedroom, I thought about it, and I said:

"Elementary school students are not allowed to enter."

……

Gojo Satoru: "?"

He was silent for a while.

"I feel underestimated..."

The sound of grinding teeth.

—I heard it clearly this time.

(fifth)

On the street.

What can I do?

Gojo Satoru was playing with my hair.

So annoying.

I open his hand.

Not heavy, light.

It's the same as hitting my cat who always steps over the head.

After all, you can't bear it, and if you strike too hard, you will break it.

I mean cats.

"Where to go?"

I asked, looking up.

Oops.

It's starting to hurt.

There will be problems with the neck if it stays with 1.9 meters for a long time.

Will the head fall if the action of raising the head is repeated too much?

Start thinking about this...

But in the face of my question, Wu Tiao elongated his voice.

"go--"

It seems that the schedule of the date on TV is handed over to the man, but I don't count on him.

"go……"

Sure enough, he crossed his arms, pouted, and began to think.

"Dessert House?"

guessed.

No new answer.

"I don't want to eat."

I directly dismiss it.

To be honest, the few laps just now almost made me vomit, and I didn't want to eat within an hour.

"Then...just..."

Seeing him continue to meditate, I waited and raised my hand to pinch his pouted mouth.

Duck.

"Then go to the game hall!" The five ducks were in high spirits.

I thought for a while: "Let's go?"

(sixth)

And off we go.

First, take the No. 11 bus, which is to walk.

For a date, for a couple, of course you have to hold hands.

But it's so hot, even if you don't sweat your hands, you will sweat more or less after a long stretch.

Don't talk about paper people with me, they just sweat.

So when he wanted to hold me, he refused, even if he was praised as "so small, soft and comfortable", it was useless.

It's useless.

"Let me hold it, let me hold it," began to repeat the same trick, coquettishly, "I can drive without a lower limit, okay?"

this……

"It's no different from whether or not..." I hit the nail on the head.

"Of course there is a difference!" He said earnestly as he solved the quadratic equations, raising his eyebrows sullenly, "Walking on the street, you can immediately distinguish yourself from a single dog... There is a feeling of leveling up."

I:"……"

Ok.

Give him a lead.

I can't feel the exact sense of contact, there is a thin layer of something in the middle...

Is this unlimited?

There is indeed a difference.

The feeling of being surrounded by something is inexplicably reassuring.

- It doesn't feel bad.

(seventh)

When turning an intersection, his fingers were caught off guard and gently pinched.

He raised his head and saw the white hair beside him staring ahead without incident, still looking for the way.

The corner of his mouth with the lollipop stick in his mouth slightly raised, showing that he was in a good mood.

"You turned it off." I squeezed it back and reminded him.

"Of course it can't be turned on all the time," he replied confidently, "It's so hot, your head will burn out."

"So, please forgive me~" Leaning over, the fluffy head poked over and rubbed, "Huh?"

"..."

Playing tricks.