Academy Protagonist, Disturb

If I went home after comforting Michael who was so upset, I should have received the stinging eyes of Raphael and Benia, right?

Michael himself was feeling good, so that’s fine. Shion and Leviathan had someone to play with, so it was a good atmosphere.

If only you and the children were in a good mood. yes. After that, one thing changed for Michael.

When I was living my daily life at home, I usually just avoided eye contact with my expressionless expression.

It’s still the same as avoiding it now, but it’s a little different. what’s different It means that you smile instantly when you meet them.

Maybe he doesn’t know he’s smiling, or after about 3 seconds, he manages his expression and avoids his gaze.

It feels like the two of us are constantly exchanging glances, so it feels like we are committing a crime.

The feeling of committing a crime is not alone. If there is something unique to the two of us at home with Michael and his eyes.

What I am experiencing right now is like a crime that enjoys thrills openly.

what is it That’s right-

“Yes…..”

Because of what you do with the silver hair in front of you. As soon as I met him at school, he said he was hungry, so I had to go to the bathroom as soon as I got to school.

The real place I went was a backyard where people don’t come often, and now Sophia is in my arms and biting the nape of my neck.

To be precise, sitting facing each other, Sophia snuggled into my arms. I’m really going crazy how can’t

There was a time when I suggested a way to draw blood to Sophia because it was crazy.

But the answer returned is negative. He was so adamant that he couldn’t say a word.

You have to wash it yourself or something. Even if I ask why, he doesn’t answer, he just wraps his arms around my back and sucks it hard.

I don’t know if it’s blood or Sophia’s saliva, but I keep hearing strange sounds in my ears.

The hand doesn’t know where to put it, and the gaze can’t handle it.

I just sang the national anthem inside, hoping that this time will end soon. After singing the national anthem up to verse 4 (including the chorus) for such a long time.

As if Sophia ate well, she pulls her mouth out from the nape of my neck.

At the same time, she looked up at me with happy eyes, and rubbed her face against her chest as if she couldn’t stand it.

“happy.”

“okay? I’m glad.”

“yes. I’m really happy. thanks I love you.”

“Sa, love?! You can’t say that you gave me some blood!!”

“I gave you a part of your body if you smoke, so you can say something like this~”

blood-

Sophia pouted her lips and let out a whistling sound, but it can’t be wrong.

He muttered in a tone of giving up on my resolute tone.

“Then let me stay like this for a moment.”

That’s possible.

“But I have to go back soon. shut up soon Raphael will wait—”

what. what I haven’t finished talking yet, but Sophia, who had just buried her face in her chest, raises her head again and looks at me.

The ball is inflated. I want to press

“For now, don’t talk about Raphael.”

why. I didn’t get it, but what can I do? don’t do it I am a 25 year old male who is a good listener.

“Then another story?”

“yes.”

“What shall I do? today’s schedule? With Lee Si-ah in preparation for the festival—”

“Isia is also banned.”

why. Ishia shudders at the ‘Thing!!’ in front of her eyes, but it can’t be helped.

“okay. I won’t. Then let’s do something that happened recently.”

“Is it fun?”

“yes. very.”

“I look forward to it.”

this will be fine As if immersed in my story, she opened her mouth as she looked at Sophia with a melting expression on her face.

“Well. So. I recently met Michael at the supermarket—”

“……”

what. Isn’t this also Why don’t you just open your mouth? huh? do i shut up don’t say anything

As if reading my heart, Sophia nodded.

I just kept my mouth shut and stayed still until she was satisfied.

“Hehe.”

I didn’t even run out and I endured it. That’s about it.

I could hear my heart beating, but I had no way of knowing if it was mine or Sophia’s.

＊＊＊

“Sunghoon, are you constipated?”

“no.”

“Well, it’s usually because I’ve been doing well. then what Did you get lost in the bathroom?”

“It’s similar.”

“From now on, I will have to hold hands and guide you. What should I do if I already have dementia?”

oops thank you The person who seems to be the first to throw away if you get dementia will hold hands and even guide you.

I don’t know where to put my body. As I laughed, Raphael came to hold my hand to rehearse.

Then he smiled, saying, ‘If this is the case, even an elderly person with dementia can’t run away!’

And I mean.

“Raphael. If it’s your grip, you can’t run away even if you just grab it.”

“That’s what it means. Seong-hoon earns a hawk every once in a while.”

I was just telling the truth. why should i swear It was sad, but there was nothing to say.

So if you walk quietly, Raphael knows he won and raises his nose high. My fingers can’t stay still and they open and close.

As if he liked this touch, he smiled bashfully.

What makes you laugh because it’s so fun to touch my hand? I don’t understand.

“fun?”

“Just like that? If I ask you to stay like this all day, would it be possible?”

sounds like a lot of fun

“How long are you going to be like this?”

“Well? All day like I just said?”

“…here in the middle of the hallway.”

I thought I’d let it go for a while, but it’s a bit disappointing as it keeps going like this. I told you to put it back.

Raphael made a face that he didn’t know about that…

“How are you?! I say look!! Sung Hoon. Think about it. If I show it like this, even strange men won’t be attracted to me!!”

why is that good If someone else takes Raphael, thank you so much—

“……”

After thinking that far, I stopped thinking. Because of the unknown ambivalence. what is this feeling

I haven’t been there lately, so I didn’t know about it, but I thought another guy was talking to Raphael—

“what?”

I feel bad. Why? Why? Surely it was Lee Seong-hoon, a man with a motto called “thank you if someone takes Raphael”?

what the hell Have you even heard of bad feelings? As I was confused and lost in my head, Raphael raised his hand, thinking it was my answer.

“Wow, the locals!! I held Lee Seong-hoon’s hand!!”

Then he runs forward, but somehow I’m dragged along too.

no. What. If you enjoy it this much, other people will see it as a joke.

I still don’t know why I feel bad. First of all, I want to make sure that doesn’t happen.

of course.

─Do not run in the hallway!!

It was natural to be upset.

＊＊＊

Somehow, Raphael and I were able to get to our original destination.

What was your original destination? That’s right-

“Come quickly. yo. this.”

Magic Research Department. It’s a festival soon, so it’s only natural that we should be active in clubs. Of course, after leaving it to Isiah for almost half a year, you may think that it is not conscience to come only during the festival.

though.

“If you twist, you should have won Dalian at the beginning of the semester.”

“That’s what I mean.”

“…Did you come here to have an argument? yo. this?”

no. can it be I came here to help, but there are thorns in the truth.

“You promised last time. You agreed to help the Magic Research Department. I’m here to protect it.”

“…the promise was to come alone?”

oh Was it? Wouldn’t two be better than one though? Looking at Raphael with that in mind, he nodded vigorously.

“sure. It’s better if you put the paper back together. Don’t worry, I and Sunghoon will be able to help out only during the festival period!!”

“Well then. How well can we help? Of course, he’s a bad club president who only shows his face during festivals, right? It will disappear as soon as it’s over, right? Don’t worry, I’ll help you perfectly!”

“……”

Ishia looked at us with a tired expression, but what should I do? You should have met the owner.

You should have checked your bets well before you fight. That’s basically what life is.

You can’t pick up spilled water, so you have to be careful not to spill it.

If you smile with such a comprehensive meaning, Lee Shia will back down in horror.

I dyed my face red and coughed a few times—

“Well, then, what kind of booth are you going to set up for the festival?”

it should come out like that I squeezed my chin and raised my fingers, folding them one by one.

“Made-”

“Reject.”

“Then, Barney-”

“Reject.”

“……Taco-”

“Reject.”

“……The devil-”

“Reject.”

“……”

“……”

I folded all my fingers. This is the only thing I’ve been thinking about, what should I do? If you look up awkwardly, Ishia is looking at you terrifyingly.

“Mr. Sung Hoon.”

“yes.”

“Is that the end of it?”

then. This is the end. What else can you bring to the festival other than this?

huh? right?

“…..”

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Unlike my heart. Isia grabbed her temple and said.

“Think well until tomorrow.”

“Yep.”

sorry.