“Nezu-chan, you have food on your cheek.”

After leading me to the bathroom for basic things like brushing teeth and washing her face, she tells me that I have food stuck on my cheek. I am a child, there’s no need to nag. I looked into the mirror, finding myself luckily an average height, and sees that I do have some rice on my cheek. It would be embarrassing if I cared about my relationship with people, but I don’t really have much feeling on that aspect.

She takes her index finger and takes the rice off my cheek, putting it into . That action made my face go red as a tomato. She has this playful look on her face which makes me feel a bit strange inside.

“Tehe~”

Then, she takes a moist towel and wipes my cheeks. I think to myself, ‘Why did you even eat it then?’ She rubs my cheeks as if I was a child. So I am, but if I’m treated as one, they’ll just try to get way too close to me. ‘Close’ is a no situation, firstly my situation and secondly, the fact that you never have any allies in life, friends will always leave you behind, one takes priority over another.

Well, that is my mindset. Seeing as to I am aware of those things because of experience, I think that most people have that part of them, even if it is hidden deep on the inside.

“Muu~”

Yuki is like a raven, pecking at me when I don’t know what to do. Normally, well actually only since my parents had that accident of theirs, I don’t make noises like that around random people. This crazy raven has already caused me to act my age. Yeah, I’m crying on the inside.

“It’s pretty late now, so let’s go sleep soon~ If you need sleepwear, I can lend you some if you want.”

It’s a strange offer, but it’s not like I would ever take up something like this.

“….No need…..”

“Hrm. Ok then.”

“Also, I found you only like 30 minutes after going out and right before going out, I changed and showered.”

There’s really no need to go into details. She’s going red. I don’t get it.

“By the way, I don’t really like taking off my hoodie, is that ok?”

Usually, I’m not so gentle as to ask for permission. Then again, the only people that I have to say this type of thing to nowadays are yakuza. Yakuza is the equivalent of mafia meaning I don’t need to be polite. Even though I’m not stuck with those idiots that use threats and stuff randomly, I don’t see the need to be nice to people like them.

“It’s ok. Everyone is different in a way.”

Yeah, that is true, but you don’t understand human beings. Don’t go looking all serious now. I flick her forehead lightly as to signal the fact that she’s spacing out. When I space out, it just means thinking too deeply. I prefer if she just gets deletes that conversation from her mind.

“………………………”

“……..Ah, I didn’t mean to offend you…….”

Don’t take it personally. I don’t like making other people sad. Ah, that’s why I consider myself soft and naïve.

Of course if I was heartless, than I wouldn’t be considered human. That’s way too psychological for me.

Pouting face, it’s killing me.

Now I’m dying on the inside. Due to the fact that I don’t want her to feel sad, I’m patting her head gently. Never again will I go to Kashiwagi Yuki’s house. There’s this weird feeling that I get whenever I see her.

“Nezu-chan~”

“……………”

If only I wasn’t in this world, but another. Going to sleep now. Good night~