Aren’t You Too Sweet Salt-God Sato-San?

You may not remember, but this isn't the first time I've spoken to you on the tail.

Well, they're in the same class, and I know you've said hello or so, but they're not.

What I'm trying to say is when I first met you.

Prefectural Sakura Garden High School, entrance exam day.

I was probably the most nervous person in my life that day, I think.

I don't really remember anything.

I studied this until exam day, and my teacher also gave me a heartbeat.

But sadly, I'm extremely agarized no matter how far I go (...).

"... eh"

Time for a lunch break, I couldn't get up from the chair.

He said the first half was just over, but he was already at his limit.

It's disgusting as it sounds like I'm going to throw up.

A strange floating sensation envelops the whole body.

Everyone who gathers at the same middle school for lunch sounds much farther away.

... I had no appetite at all.

As soon as I took a bite in it, I was even confident to put it back.

Guru, guru, thoughts circle.

Looking down at one point of my desk, I'm not even sure what I'm doing right now.

This is ridiculous, but at that time I even thought I might be alone in the world.

That's when something broke in from out of sight.

It's thin and beautiful, but I know it's a proper man's sole, it's such a finger.

"What...?

Pulled back into reality, I followed my hand with my gaze.

Seeing it, one unfamiliar boy middle school student looks down at this one with a strange face.

When he saw my face,

"Awesome complexion"

... kachin, when.

"Leave me alone"

I said it out cold and made a statement of intent not to talk to me any more.

But he gives me something I don't know what the hell he's going to do with his sleepy eyes staring at this one.

I saw it and accidentally frowned.

"... what is this"

"Golden flat sugar."

"You can see it, though."

Precisely a golden flat sugar in a subdivision ziplock.

White, yellow, pink.

When I look at the childish color scheme on that one, I feel kind of ridiculed...

"Are you there?"

No, you're not, I don't think so.

I'm being ridiculed.

"Don't make fun of me, this one's serious"

I even revealed my discomfort and said.

Perfect rejection, but still, with those sleepy eyes...

"Your hands are trembling."

"Huh...!?

It's the first time I've noticed it since I was pointed out.

I can pull my own hand under my desk in a hurry.

To no shame there, I tied my lips once and for all,

"... does it matter, to you"

Clearly indicated willingness to reject.

But you, nevertheless...

"- I have a relationship, I could be a classmate from now on."

It's nothing if you think about it, just a natural fact.

But still, I'm finally back in reality after all those very obvious words.

The dark moya in my head clears and my vision widens.

Everyone's voice, the world, returns to me.

Yeah, now you're around me, people who might be their own classmates in a few months.

Naturally, so is he in front of you.

I finally realized that I was blind to nothing until I couldn't figure out such a simple thing.

"This is what my father made me have."

Turning to me stiffening like a shudder, he says in a gentle tone.

"If you're tired of your head, you want something sweet. I can't really feel the effect, but, well, it's delicious."

"... can I have one?

"Go ahead."

He opens his ziplock mouth and drops a grain of golden sugar over the hand I offered him.

of pink, especially childish shades. That rolled over my hand.

Golden flat sugar...... Speaking of which, when would you shake a serious stare like this?

I often looked at it and threw it into my mouth like a glittering little star.

rolling over my tongue. It's out-of-the-box comfortable and -

Unexpectedly, the tickle and grin spilled.

"... isn't it just a chunk of sugar"

"That's right."

He says briefly, keeping Ziplock's mouth shut in mind.

Watching such a trick, the words popped out naturally, with my mouth on.

"... nervous, don't you?"

"Yeah?"

It's an exam.

"I'm still gonna be pretty nervous about this."

"It doesn't look very like it,... don't you think about what to do if it falls?

"Well, I'm thinking about it."

He is, as it should be...

"Apologize to your father"

"... Huh?

I round my eyes to the answer that is too clappy.

"... is that all?

"It's just... it's important, right? 'Cause they're giving me money."

"No, it's not... here's the thing, the anxiety of the future, something like that..."

I manage to convey to him the anxiety in my own chest with my fingers twisting around.

Then he shut up for a little while, and then he turned around.

"- Well, I'll think about it when it does, it's not like I'm gonna die falling off anything, and so are you, right?

That's what I said, I'm smiling.

Oh, I'm sure you don't.

There was someone in solitude who couldn't help but say such very obvious words.

How much I was saved by that fact.

And that's when - even when I used my first love of my life (...).

"Well, good luck keeping my friend waiting."

That's the last thing he says, he tries to turn his heel back.

Before I thought about it, my mouth moved.

"Oh, uh -!"

He looks back at me with a strange face.

In contrast, I say, loosen my cheeks.

"- Very, it was sweet. Thank you."

At that time, it must have been his fault that he turned around and seemed to solidify for a moment.

Anyway, after that, I got what I get for high school.

Thanks to him for that and this.

That's also because - although this is embarrassing and I've never told anyone - I really have a reason why I want to go to that high school.

You may not remember, but this isn't the first time I've spoken to Mr. Sato.

Well, it's in the same class, and I've said hello or so - but I don't think so.

You've always been a flower in the high ridge that didn't send anyone. [M]

That's no exception to me.

Well, that's what I'm trying to say, anyway, when I first met you.

Prefectural Sakura Garden High School, entrance exam day.

You had a terribly blue face, and only one person, it was time for a lunch break, didn't move out of your desk.

Sometimes the seats were close at first, I was just observing them with interest.

But when I saw my hands trembling in her little carvings, I accidentally spoke up.

"Awesome complexion"

Then there was a short exchange.

I soon found out you weren't welcome, but I couldn't leave you alone.

That's why I gave it to you, just a grain of golden flat sugar.

Self satisfied, just self-satisfied.

But you just rolled a grain of golden sugar in your mouth like a treasure and...

"- Very, it was sweet. Thank you."

I resent my simplicity at all.

I can't believe you just smiled at me once and used the first love of your life (...).

Anyway, after that, I got my way to high school.

It's because of her and my simplicity.

I took it as a result, but you should apologize to your father.

'Cause I didn't even think about my father for the second half of the exam while I told Mr. Sato that.

There's only one compelling reason why you were occupying my head.

- Again, because I wanted to see that smile of hers, because it was such a crap reason.