"Wait a minute." As if remembering something, Mahiro Hoshino rummaged through Emi Fujiwara's private snack space to find something good to share.

An orange.

"Do you want to eat oranges?" Like holding a treasure, he put a small orange in the palm of his hand.

"It's not the season to eat oranges yet." Higuchi's eyebrows were furrowed, and a warm smile appeared on her face. "It's usually autumn when I hide in the warm table and eat oranges."

"yes." Hoshino nodded.

When it is fully ripe, in late autumn, when you want to eat oranges but shrink into the warm table and don't want to move, Hoshino Mahiro will have a fateful guess with Rei Hoshino, and the loser will obediently leave the warm table and go to the kitchen to come back and eat.

This is also a kind of food elegance.

"But once in a while, I have to change my mood to eat oranges."

"Spring oranges seem to be good, too."

"If you don't have anything to do, do you want to stay and have an orange chat with me?" Mahiro Hoshino winked at her.

Eating oranges together?

Rokka Higuchi, who received the radio waves, kneaded her hair a little shyly, and it seemed that she was going to repeat her daily routine of chatting with friends while eating and drinking.

"Okay." She smiled quietly, beautifully.

Let's eat oranges together and get along with Mahiro Hoshino.

"Why did my youth become a love comedy" The orange in spring is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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