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I was overwhelmed by the question, raised my hand and waved it in the air twice, but didn't say a word, feeling a little bit of grievance in my heart.

"But," I sniffed, "but what Mr. Nanami said makes no sense."

"I would feel guilty for myself if I saw someone standing alone in the rain at the stop sign and I didn't do anything."

Alone?

I just realized that I used this word to describe Mr. Qihai, but I didn't care about thinking about the words, so I continued to stammer and explain: "Besides, the person who came was Mr. Qihai, right?"

I pursed my lips and said softly, "I trust Mr. Qihai."

Mr. Qihai has been in my store for a long time, helped me see the store, and even added a line with me.

Not to mention he is such a gentle person.

Just as I can feel the goblins in nature, I can also easily perceive the character of a person—or use the manga term Nozaki gave me—the soul of a person. In my eyes, each person has a unique color and shape.

Mr. Nanami is full of reassuring colors, the cat elf will climb on his leather shoes and squint and doze off, and even the super shy flower essence likes to add fragrance to his teacup.

"It's because of Nanami-san that I allow you to use my favorite rabbit shawl and slippers."

"But in Mr. Qihai's heart, I'm not even a friend, so can't I invite Mr. Qihai to my house for dinner?"

I sniff again, a little nasal from the cold.

Of course, even if he said yes, I would just be very, very, very sad to ask him to go.

Then retaliate by not selling him bread the next month.

...One month seems a bit too long, then two weeks is not impossible.

Nanami-san went too far for asking me to make such a choice.

"It's not about slippers or clothes or dinner." Mr. Qihai showed a headache expression, he took a step closer, I was afraid that he would say something, I took a step back in resistance, and stared at him with my lips pursed.

Mr. Qihai immediately stopped where he was, his eyes flickered for a moment, and he was different from his steady image for a moment, as if... in a panic?

It's an illusion, Mr. Qihai has always looked like he is more than capable, and, moreover, he is the first to say such words.

"I didn't mean to disappoint Ms. Takino's trust." When I tried to observe his demeanor, Mr. Nanami quickly returned to his usual gentle and calm appearance. He stretched out a hand to me and took out the big bad wolf to coax me. Little Red Riding Hood's tone, "I'm just worried about your safety."

"Did it make you sad?" he said. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be afraid, I don't mean to... bully you."

His "bullying" had a tentative tone, as if he was doubting himself.

but.

Of course I'm upset, and this is a very serious matter, not something that can be easily fixed with an apology!

"Aren't we friends?" I asked back.

"Yes, but..."

"Then why is Mr. Nanami worried about my safety? Will Mr. Nanami hurt me? Will he hit me with hand-to-hand combat or with a knife in a broad sense?" I raised my voice.

"How come, I mean," Mr. Qihai stopped suddenly and didn't continue speaking.

I immediately took over his words and asked loudly: "If not, why don't you want to stay at my house for dinner? It's just a very simple and simple dinner!"

This thing really made me unhappy.

I thought of another possibility, took a breath, and my anger began to surpass sadness: "Could it be that Mr. dislikes my sofa?"

Obviously my sofa is cute and soft, even if it is as big as Mr. Nanami, it can sleep on it after it is spread out!

"...Miss Takishima is such an idiot who trusts others too much."

Mr. Qihai couldn't say no to me, so he started scolding me, and I felt even more wronged.

He held his brows together, walked in front of me, and when I wanted to back away again, he put his hands on my shoulders and narrowed the distance between us.

"Just, even if Mr. Nanami gets so close, I won't admit defeat!"

I looked at the tip of his nose, at the ends of his hair, and finally insisted on looking directly into his eyes.

Mr. Nanami's eyes originally carried a certain kind of strange aggressiveness. Although his emotions are mostly mild on weekdays, I was always poked by this strange aggressiveness when I met his eyes.

But for my slippers, towel and sofa, I must not lose first.

If he keeps calling me an idiot, I'm going to fight back with an idiot.

...But Nanami-san is not an idiot, he is an excellent and smart person. If I say that about him, I will feel bad conscience.

"Miss Takishima, you really misunderstood me."

However, Mr. Qihai sighed at me, and lowered his voice very softly, just like a teacher who found out that an ignorant student was secretly speaking in class, and after severely criticizing him, he spoke the truth in a nice voice.

"Did my harsh attitude scare you?"

I nodded and snorted affirmatively.

"I'm very grateful for your kindness." The gentleman softened his voice again, he paused for a long time, he didn't know what to consider, and finally educated me gently, "Forget it this time, I just hope that Ms. Takishima, who lives alone, will improve others Be wary, especially of the opposite sex."

Before I could refute, he immediately added to me: "Except for me, can you?"

The question finally disappeared in Mr. Nanami's extremely low nasal voice.

The rain outside the window was still pattering, and the magnetic and pleasant sound passed through the gap of the rain and penetrated into my ears, which softened my heart all of a sudden.

I experienced the mood of Little Red Riding Hood.

Mr. Wolf is obviously very vicious at the beginning, but once he pretends to be a gentle grandmother, people can't help but believe him, forgive him, and open the door happily to welcome him.

I feel that I should continue to be wronged to show that I am a person with principles and who values ​​friends, but I also feel that Mr. Nanami has comforted me in this way, and I want to compromise in my heart.

——Look, sir is already so cold and hasn't eaten yet, it would be too pitiful to make things difficult for him.

——No, Mr. Nanami was wrong first.

I struggled for a long time and finally made a decision.

"Would you like to have dinner, sir?" I asked.

"Miss Takishima..." Mr. Nanami smiled helplessly, "Can I trouble you?"

I ran to the refrigerator and opened the door, grabbed some ingredients, and imitated Mr. Qihai's face with a straight face: "No trouble... No, no, this is not what I want to say, Mr. Qihai, listen carefully."

Mr. Qihai's smile faded a lot, and he replied seriously: "I'm listening."

"I'll make a meal for Mr. Qihai, and help him pack a thermos cup, and he will take it away by himself." I added accents on "alone" and "take away".

Being driven away by friends is a very sad thing, especially after being driven away, you have to eat alone.

I have to let Nanami-san experience the feeling I just had.

"I am very sad today, so I don't allow my husband to eat at my house! I don't allow my husband to use my slippers and towels, and I am not allowed to sit on my sofa anymore!"

After I finished speaking angrily, I suddenly found that Mr.'s suit was still hanging in the bathroom, so I added, "Of course, what I said is that after I take out Mr.'s suit, I am not allowed to use my towel again."

It's really bad if you have a cold.

However, Mr. Nanami didn't know why, after listening to my words, he suddenly laughed again.

The corners of his mouth curled up, widened, and finally even his eyes curled up.

"it is good."

Nanami-san said with a smile.

"As long as Miss Takishima is happy."