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A tall figure unlocks the room key. With that he pushed the door open to the darkness of that room. Reaching out with difficulty Until he had to make a strange sound In order for the two arms that are being carried to bear the weight of something Lift it up and turn on the light switch on the wall of the room.

The light from the electric bulbs lit up the room. He saw a tall woman with clean skin standing in the middle of the room. With something on her back, she gently placed it on her bed.

Nagaoka Miyu has returned to her room. A room that my good friend, Yuki, gave me for free. When I learned that she would come to work in this city But my friend probably couldn't imagine what she came home with today.

Miyu didn't think of it either…

The incident occurred after boarding the canned fish train. Miyu meets a young girl and saves her from a crowd of people in a car. Miyu sacrificed a safe place to stand and turned herself into the only person pushing against that woman. It's like there's only the two of you in the whole world. I don't know how many stations the electric train passed by. Suddenly,

The two arms wrapped around Miyu's neck looked weak. His head rested on her chest. When he looked down, he saw that his face was pale and white. damp with sweat Eyes narrowed. Some bodies seemed to collapse. Miyu had to use her two arms to support her.

She fainted!! …. Miyu stood and pressed against her until she fainted. She couldn't believe it...

The train arrived at the last station. which is the station where Miyu will get off People slowly got out of the car without paying any attention to them. And this little girl still didn't seem to regain consciousness. Miyu decided to carry the unconscious person back to her residence near the subway station. Even though everyone's eyes looking suspiciously Or even when the security guard

The train station came to ask for help. But she insists it's okay and will take "her sister" home.

“If you like someone, bring them home…” Miyu thought of her mother's words. Ah...is this the same case???

Miyu sat on her knees on the floor, staring at the person sleeping on the bed. Some of them lay on their backs, calm and still, so still that Miyu had to put a hand on her nose. “...still breathing,” he muttered to himself in relief. Then hurriedly went to find the inhaler. And a soft cloth moistened with water to wipe your face and body in order to make you feel comfortable and regain your consciousness. Seriously.

Miyu didn't know how to give first aid to a fainted person either.

“Take care of each other as you are born,” Pee Mi told the lucky person (or not) in her heart.

Miyu bit her lip. Hesitating whether what she is doing is appropriate or not. It seems too careless to suddenly be so intimate with someone you've just met for a few hours, but thinking about it, you assume that they're not distant people. Because in the train it was already proven that they were very close, wasn't it?….

When you are finished thinking about yourself So he loosened the clothes that were holding the unconscious person down. Put your hands under your body to unhook your bra. His fingers froze slightly when they came into contact with the soft flesh. Then, without knowing why, use a soft cloth to gently wipe the face, making it smooth and fine. From the rounded forehead

Miyu's long, long eyes that Miyu secretly saw smiled as they stood together in the car. Now completely closed The nose looks sharp and sharp. Luckily the hair wasn't highlighted. But it is dark black. A short cut frames a white face with slightly chubby cheeks. Until you're separated like this, your hair still looks beautiful. It's not wrinkled like Miyu's hair at all. Lips again

God is so unfair. Why did you give this girl such thin lips and so many Miyu? Continuing to think of God, I couldn't help but purse my lower lip as was my habit.

Come on...let's say it's cuter!!

Think and work with your hands. When finishing the next job He turned and wiped both his arms and hands. In conclusion, this should be enough. Put your hand on your forehead to see if you're hot. Hold it under your nose a little more. Confirm that you are still breathing. His face looked more rosy now. A kind person without anything hidden (or not) would let the little person continue to rest until he wanted to wake up.

Miyu turned back to her personal business, taking a shower and changing clothes. The powder has been applied and smells great. I normally don't apply it, but today I have guests visiting, so I applied it a little so that when I wake up and see it I'll be a little impressed. When finished, he sat back and continued to look at the sleeping people.

“Where is home? It's this late and I still haven't returned. Will you be very worried at home..?” Brother Mikondee thinks of the universe. Worried about everything I turned to find a small bag attached to the person in front of me. So I grabbed it and searched for it. What did you find?

mobile phone… I will take the opportunity to open it and look at the number in case I can contact anyone. It's stuck with a lock code.

Wallet…open it and take a look. Hmm. How many baht do you have? No, you're not a thief. How can I see the money? Look at the card, ID card, student card.

Where...Ah, I found it...My name is Miyashita Haruka? What a cute name...She's like a dream to me. Not from this city either. The house is in another city. If you don't have a student card, it means you don't have any education. No!! Shows that you are no longer studying. or have already graduated Volleyball player card (

Does the world even have this card??) Oh...I'm a volleyball player too. Or will we be competitors? Having said that, he looked up at his clear-faced opponent who was sleeping and didn't know anything about him.

What else is there?

Pictures... Do you have pictures with anyone?

Oh...luckily, there are pictures with elderly men and women. Looking at it, it probably looks like mom and dad. And a picture in a tracksuit with A group of volleyball friends!! Smile sweetly. Who are you standing next to? Look, do you look good? Pick up a picture and stick it close to your eyes. Consider each other's friends individually. Hmm...there are a lot of cute people. But looking good can't compete with Miyu...

People with busy hair are confident in being alone. And I don't know why I'm glad I didn't find a picture of that person with someone else. So still that Miyu had to put her hand to her nose. “And this little girl still shows no signs of regaining consciousness.

Key card…ah!! This is the same building as us. But it's three floors below us. So we're in the same place?

Yay...thick lips curled into a smile.

Oh, why are you happy? Your brain is beginning to suspect your heart. But it looks like the owner doesn't know yet.

When you've surveyed your belongings until you're satisfied, Oh!...I investigated until I found who the girl in front of me was. I would rather not worry that the girl doesn't have anyone yet, no!! ... that they're close together, there probably isn't anything to worry about. Just waiting for him to wake up and then taking him to his room should be fine.

“Uh…uh…mmmm,” a soft moan sounded. Loud from thin lips His fragile body began to twitch. head moving back and forth Miyu planted both her arms on the bed and leaned up to see the beautiful world's regain consciousness…

One slender eyelid meeting with two small round eyes...

“Welcome on Earth”

The sound of greetings from people who were reaching out to look.

Damn it...what world did Haruka wake up on???

“Uh…..hmmmm.” The person just woke up and opened his eyes. Ready to moan Clear black eyes met the eyes of the person who looked down. Bright lips spread into a wide smile after giving Haruka a bizarre greeting.

Haruka looked at the face floating in front of her. White face, slender, messy hair, red lips. This person…

Ah, that person on the subway. So why did you come live with him!!!

His eyes began to scan where he was. He found that he was lying on a soft mattress. And where is this place!!

Bending down to examine himself, he found that there was a thin blanket. Covered neatly The clothes were all there. But when I move to get up....my feeling says The shirt inside wasn't clinging to her like it should. He turned quickly to look at the person in front of him who was having a busy face and scratching the back of his neck.

“She fainted on the subway. I didn't know what to do so I brought her to stay here. I think that if she recovers, I will take her home. And I also searched her bag because I might have the contact numbers of people at her house. And finally…the shirt that came off. I think it would be better if she could sleep comfortably. With nothing to hold it in place to make it uncomfortable…” The report was long, as if he could read the eyes that were looking at him clearly.

Haruka widened her eyes and pursed her lips. "Did this happen in your heart? You know everything..."

The owner of the room left and sat cross-legged on the floor of the room. Staring at the person with an embarrassed face on the bed "Are you feeling better? Are you hungry? There's only instant noodles and milk in this room. Which one are you interested in?"

"It's…not better. It's getting late and I want to go home," Haruka replied softly. As he sat up Then move your body. She wanted to take care of the undershirt that fell apart because of someone's work. But he was stuck sitting and looking wide-eyed. It's like you don't know anything.

Miyu kept a neutral face and sat staring at Haruka wide-eyed after listening to her answer. Actually, she could see that Haruka wanted to take matters into her own hands. But if you just sit and watch like this, what will Haruka do? I suddenly want to tease you like that. Thinking about it, the unit's eyes twinkled.

“Huh… Come sit and look like this. So what should I do? Can you lift up your shirt and put it on for me to see? Then look at my eyes, why are you here? It just shines like that.” I thought in my heart, but what Haruka said was, "Ummm...if I change my mind and ask for a glass of hot milk, is that okay?" I mean, find a way to shoo the people on the floor to get up and go somewhere else for a while. So that she can do anything easily.

"Alright, hot milk, right? There's only plain milk. I'll go make it for you." Miyu's laugh caught in her throat. He hurriedly got up and walked to the area set aside for cooking, which was separated into another room. (That's the kitchen. You wrote it in a roundabout way!!)

“I understand, little girl. Chasing us into the kitchen like that, haha…so cute,” Miyu thought to herself, secretly glancing at the person who was bending over to herself. And then I couldn't help pretending to turn around and ask again, "There's some biscuits too, would you like some?"

"No, I don't want it. Just hot milk is enough. Thank you." Haruka winced as she reached into her shirt. Prepare to reattach any shirt hooks that have come apart. Huh…Who made you wear a front-facing shirt today? It's all gone, Miyashita…

When Sueksai Miyu had already entered the kitchen Haruka managed to get herself into place. Looking around the room

Um…pink room Pink bed, pink blanket, pink curtains Ugh…is that too sweet? Each item in the room looks small and doesn't really fit with your personality. Is this the sweet girl or the manliest one? It's the fat, black Totoro doll lying on the bed next to her smiling. I looked around the room until I stumbled upon a picture frame with a picture of a cute girl with short hair. who are hugging each other and smiling Compete to make free eye contact with people in the kitchen.

“Who?...So cute. Holding each other close like that, or…” I couldn't finish thinking about it. A glass of hot milk was held in front of him.

“Ah…the milk is hot now. I brought some biscuits for you, in case you're hungry, so you can stay in your stomach."

Haruka looked up and saw a face that was bent down to look closer. Close enough to see the gentle eyes And a bright smile from a full (hanging) mouth, a strange warmth radiated from the tall person in front of him. Haruka's heart skipped a beat. As that face and eyes continue to get closer and closer Until the forehead of the person in front of him touched her forehead.

The tips of the noses were just barely touching each other. Until you can feel the hot breath dripping...

"My head isn't hot anymore. I don't have a fever, right? Let's get some milk. I'll take you to my room." Miyu pulled away from that close distance. Then he handed a glass of hot milk to the red-faced person sitting on the bed.

“Eh, but your face is red, or do you actually have a fever, headache, and hot body…” asked after seeing the smaller man's face become discolored. When Miyu's heat was measured using a special method, Miyu really didn't have to do this. Because when I look at it I know that it should get better. But...well...I don't know. I want to do this. I want to tease you. I want to know how to do it. A teasing person thought to himself while smiling, satisfied that he had teased someone.

“No, no, it's fine now. It's better, I'm better, I'm fine. I'll drink milk and then I can go back.” I hurriedly replied, lowering my head and quickly drinking the milk in the glass. But in my heart, “I, I, I, I'm crazy… Wow. Let's do something like this. Just seeing him standing in the kitchen makes my heart flutter. You don't have to come and show your face this close. What do you do when you have a dream? Will you take responsibility!!!”

“It's okay now, right? Are you sure you can stay here?” a voice asking for reassurance from a tall person with a messy head and a wrinkled face because he was very sleepy and hadn't slept yet. But you had to walk down to drop off a small person with a blurry face. The residence was only three floors away from his room.

“Yes, it's okay. Thank you very much for helping me." Haruka bowed his head in confusion. Bow and bow again, wanting to express your deepest gratitude. As for embarrassment, there's no need to talk about it. Relying on keeping your head down and avoiding your eyes He probably doesn't know how embarrassed she is.

“Okay, then get some rest. Ah...here's my phone number. I gave it to you. In case you have anything, you can call me." She gave me one sweet smile. Then he turned and walked out of the room. Without forgetting to quickly peek inside the young woman's room.

"Uncle..." Haruka's voice called. "I still don't know your name. I'm…Miyashita Haruka."

The answer came from a tall figure who turned around with a wide smile…

“Miyu, Nagaoka Miyu…nice to meet you. Please take care of me.”

You can give me your condolences too, P'Mi 55.

Let me tell you, I'm really addicted to other people's fiction.

This one is just decorated and waiting. Have fun reading.

There's nothing complicated about this fic.

Because Wright couldn't figure it out, haha.