If it’s a worthless ga I might as well heed lheys advice.
If that’s the case……
“Co.”
At my words, a familiar spirit owl entered through the window.
“Go.”
The imdiately flew away after I gave it the order through Thought Transmission
“Is the academy closed tomorrow Misha?”
Misha nods.
“Do you have any plans?”
Misha shakes her head.
“Do you want to go out sowhere then?”
Misha looks at with her deadpan expression.
“…..Go out?”
“Aah.”
Misha falls silent and thinks.
“………Us two?”
“That a problem?”
Misha shook her head frantically.
“Looking forward to it.” She says while smiling.
“Is there anywhere you want to go?”
“Anywhere.”
“Is there anything you want to do?”
“Anything.”
Fumu. She really has no desires.
Saying that, this is Misha. She may just be holding back.
“What does Arnos want to do?”
“Anything is good. You can be a bit more forceful Misha.”
Misha blinks a little as if she’s surprised.
“?”
“Aah.”
“……..Must think I’m boring…….”
“Even doing sothing dull can be fun.”
Misha smiled happily.
“Arnos is kind.”
“Really?”
Misha nods.
“I’ll teach you.” Mishas eyes et mine “My favourite thing.”
“What is it?”
“Not yet. Secret.”
Is tomorrow going to be fun after all?
“………..”
Nn? Misha is still staring at .
She’s not saying anything but she doesn’t seem to be waiting for to say anything either.
I think she wants to ask sothing.
“What’s wrong? You can ask anything.”
Misha suddenly looks a little embarrassed.
“……..What kind of clothes does Arnos like?”
“Clothes? Let’s see. I don’t really care about appearance. If I had to say then probably a frock coat.”
“Frock coat?”
Misha looked a little surprised then spoke in a slightly uneasy voice.
“……..Suit ……..?”
“Nn?”
“Ah.”
We both realised our conversations had gone in opposite directions.
“Are you talking about clothes for you to wear Misha?”
Misha nods.
“Even if you ask I don’t really understand won’s clothes.”
“…….What colour do you like?”
Were talking about clothes for Misha to wear.
“Let’s see……. White is good. Your uniform looks good on you.”
Misha eyes round a little bit.
“Prefer trousers or skirts?”
“…….That’s the first ti I’ve ever been asked that.”
Misha steps closer to and stares into my face.
“Which one?”
Fumu. She’s being unusually insistent.
“I don’t really understand either of them……..”
“Trousers?”
Misha stares into my eyes while asking.
“Skirt?”
Misha keeps asking.
“Hard clothes?”
Hard clothes? Does she an a formal dress?
Formal dresses aren’t bad but I wouldn’t say I like them.
“Light clothes then?”
I’ve never thought about any of this.
She’s asking questions quickly so I have no ti to form an answer.
“I got it.”
I still haven’t answered anything but Misha withdraws.
“Arnos-chan, Misha-chan, dinners ready—.”
My mother’s voice cos from the dining room.
“Go?”
“…..Have you finished with your questions?”
*Fufuu* Misha laughs.
I went to the dining room together and with a happier than normal Misha.
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