L♡ve＆♫armony by !devide

I'm tsukiyomi mikoto, a senior in high school.

I'm kitty about club activities, and I don't know how to study.

I don't care about Shinroshido and I don't want to go to school, and then I was hospitalized.

Well, I don't want to go to school, so I'm not going to school until graduation.

I also quit my part-time job. It was the most fun I had in high school. I regret it.

I wondered why my boss, whom I admired so much and who graduated from Keio University, was working part-time.

I confessed my feelings to him and he readily agreed.

I'm really frustrated.

He came to visit me once and left me a Kit Kat or something, but that was it. He wouldn't even hold my hand. And I can't eat chocolate because of my blood sugar limit. I'm really frustrated.

I'm so frustrated, frustrated, frustrated, frustrated. 、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、

High school life was fun only with a part-time job, I wonder if life is like this: 。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。

I met an old man while I was in the hospital. He is 39 years old and has a lot of gray hair on his head.

He was talking with other people in high spirits, but today he's staying in his room. He said he was unemployed, like he was the uncle of the nursery.

I felt sorry for him, so I bought him a juice. He was so happy, he even got down on his knees. I really get it.

I tried to talk to him for a while, but he just couldn't understand a word I was saying. I wonder if this old man takes a bath. He's soaked to the skin and smells a little bad. I'm really getting it.

"Mikoto-san!"

He started to talk to me. His breath smells like 🚬. But it's mom's smell.

I love mama's smell. It's kind of nice. Let's talk a little.

"My mom smokes, too, and she smells the same. 。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。

"Oh, this is Mobius 8mm, short, box, the best tobacco in Japan.

"Oh, I see. But the color looks different. 。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。

The smell should be the same because the leaves are made of the same leaf. They adjust the number of millimeters in the filter.

I knew it was the same as Mom's. It calms me down a little. Let's talk some more.

You shouldn't talk to people like me, Mikoto-san. You'll be unhappy. I've been hospitalized more than 20 times in this hospital alone. I've been in other hospitals, too.

Okay, then.

But I smell my mom's, my mom's, my mom's, my mom's, my mom's, my mom's, I have to go after them. Oh, I'm going away. I have to talk to her.

Mr. ..!

What?

Sono turned around.

"What's wrong, with such a loud voice?

Can I talk to you for a minute?

"Sure. 。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。"

I'm having a hard time deciding what to do.

I see. I graduated from Meijo University and was working in my hometown.

"Mr. ... "..-san, you graduated from a university? I'm impressed. (Where is Meijo University? (Where's Meijo? My boyfriend goes to Keio.)"

I'm a senior in high school and I'm wondering whether I should go to college or get a job.

If you want, I can help you with your studies.

I'd like to study with you.

I'm not good at math. 。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。

I got good grades in math at Gamma High School.

But if you go to a private school, you won't need math.

I don't have any money at home. 。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。

I understand. I'll send you to a public school. I'm a private student, but I'll make it work.

Thus began their strange study life together.

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