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

Wait more than thirty minutes while being burned by the western sun of summer.

Although there was only some trouble (Sato's oddity, if you put it firmly), Sato and I - yes, it was possible to get it.

"Thank you for waiting! This is Assam Milk Tea Black Pearl Tapioca & Milk Foam Topping!

While the clerk's sister floats 100 sales miles, she recites that spell-like order and hands me and Mr. Sato one sole each.

Milk tea filled with transparent cups, milk foam as light as a cloud that fluttered over it.

And black pearls contrasting with beige milk tea with a hint of transparency at the bottom of the cup are the stars of this drink and sweet.

- i.e. it is tapioca.

……

Sato, who received this, breathed out thinly, ho, as it was that which further rounded his black and round eyes like tapioca.

... Apparently I'm impressed.

"Pushtail, this is tapioca milk tea...!

"I know."

I laughed unexpectedly at her manipulation, which was so childish.

I guess everyone in my class doesn't know.

I can't believe the "salt compatible Mr. Sato” in his face in the classroom made his eyes shine so glitter with one tapioca milk tea.

Thinking about it, it was a little superiority.

"Oh, Mr. Pushtail! This, this! How can I take it and show it?

Sato asks excitedly.

The momentum is about to jump out on the spot in a little while.

... I'd like to see that, but I can't believe I'm being mean to her right now, so I'm going to take a quick "Tapioca Milk Tea Shooting Course."

Well, it's not as big a deal as a course.

"I guess the easiest way to get the sign back"

"Put the sign in the back?

"Yeah, check it out."

Encourage Mr. Sato to look around.

Looking at it, the high school girls who bought the milk tea first put the cup up high toward the "Tea Pearl" sign, as we've all shown, and put up their smartphones with the other hand.

Inside, he even saw a group of people noticed by the guide's uncle because he stuck out on the other sidewalk.

"Yeah, that's how you fit the shop sign and the cup in the same frame, because tapioca milk tea is more important than that itself, which tapioca milk tea."

"Minstagrammer, it's you...!

Mr. Sato is turning his admiration toward us.

Well, I only have an account to promote my father's shop, so I've never uploaded a picture of Tapioca Milk Tea myself, but I still find that natural when I touch Minsta on a daily basis.

"It's not a particularly difficult structure, it's for beginners, just be careful not to snoop into too many smartphones and hit people."

"Yeah! Okay! Take it!"

Fusu! and Sato snorts and runs to a position where the sign is likely to come off on a small run.

I laid my mouth on the straw as I watched her trick like that.

... Ah, delicious.

This is why high school girls are obsessed with flavor.

I would prefer a milk tea that is less sweet than I thought, with some tapioca that is not too firm and too soft and gives comfortable elasticity to the teeth.

This scent height must be using good tea leaves.

Let's make it personal next time... if it works, ask your father to add it to the menu...

What a thought, Mr. Sato came running over here wanting to see a penguin.

"I got it! Look, Pushtail!

"... No, you're early"

I'm a little nervous at this point.

But Sato confidently puts up his chest and offers him a smartphone.

Well, I was wondering if you'd like some advice...

"Hmmm......"

It was pure, hectic.

Tapioca milk tea is almost a light depending on the western sun as it has failed to position itself.

Plus I'm not focused on the key tapioca milk tee.

For some reason, her white, thin, and tense or something focuses on her beefy, powerful arms.

Arms lifting heavenly high tapioca milk tea almost turned into light......

"... poster of a western film?

"Eh heh, that much praise will illuminate you, Mr. Tail!

I'm not complimenting you at all...

"No... yeah, this is a bit of a reflection..."

"No!?

... On the contrary, why did I think I could do it?

Well, I wonder how you explained it, and you're haunting my head...

"- Ooh! Mikosu, wow! That's huge tits!

"Ha, take it quick! Take it in the video! Because this is pretty tough! And my tits are cold!

"Ahahahahaha! Seriously, you're psychotic!

In a corner a little further away from Tea Pearl, there is a flourishing group.

If you look that way without any concern, one of the three high school girls in line before us is using tapioca milk tea to do the rumor "array”.

"Wow, seriously, someone can arr..."

"Arre?"

"It's called the Tapioca Challenge, Mr. Sato."

- Tapioca Challenge.

Strange attempts coming from on the SNS beside the public tapioca milk tea boom.

It's an awkward game where a woman puts a tapioca milk tea over her chest and drinks a tapioca milk tea from a straw without using her hands.

Because of its characteristics, only women with big breasts can succeed in this...

"Wow..."

Nature and such voices have leaked.

The men on the road have also accidentally seen this twice.

Bad behavior or something attracts my gaze before I feel that way on the top.

That's another kind of tune...

but realizing the natural fact that "it's not a good idea to take a serious look at a woman's breasts very seriously," he turned to Sato.

"Oh, sorry, Mr. Sato, so, this is the picture I just took... Keh, duh...?

……

I don't know, something's wrong with Sato.

I'm swelling my cheeks round and staring at this one at the top with a sayin 'look.

When this one is baffled by the mysterious reaction, Mr. Sato has a voice like a push kill,

"... you like big tits better"

And he asks.

After thinking a little about the intent of the question, my whole body caught my blood.

... No way, they thought I was unclean because I was staring at the women's breasts too much!?

"Oh, I'm sorry, I've only heard rumors, but I didn't think anyone could really..."

Oh, how shallow of a guy like me!

That's right, even Mr. Sato doesn't want such a sketchy rounded guy next door!

I just never want her to hate me... over...

Such despair tried to fill me, then.

"... I can do it too"

It wasn't surprisingly a word of contempt that popped out of Mr. Sato's mouth, it was such a word.

"... Huh?

"I can, Tapioca Challenge..."

"What, that's a little..."

Wouldn't that be a little impossible...

And I said, and I hurriedly tied my mouth.

You're an idiot! There's more to it than no delicacy!

But as a matter of reality, the tapioca challenge is probably impossible for Mr. Sato.

Well, Mr. Sato also has a feminine fuzz on his chest, which may be slightly larger than average... just...

And so far in my thoughts, I realized that I had taken a serious look at the breasts of my first love, and blushed.

"I can! I can do it!

On the other hand, Mr. Sato is getting mucky for some reason, and I don't know what it is anymore.

"Take a good look!

"Hey, hey Mr. Sato......!

I tried to stop it for now, but it's almost time.

Mr. Sato defied his chest so much that he could carry out the Tapioca Challenge.

This will accentuate her breasts over the white shirt and make her transparent (...) a lot.

At that time, one of the salesmen on the road tried to turn this way.

"- Mr. Sato!!

I almost raised my voice reflexively.

"What...? Whew!?

Sato, surprised by this, turns back out of balance.

- Dangerous.

I stepped forward and supported her luxurious body with an outstretched arm.

Time stops.

My head turns bright white.

Slowly, while exposed to a strong western sun, he begins to understand the current situation so that the ice can be broken.

I was holding Mr. Sato now.

……

……

We solidified each other as we stood in that attitude, staring at each other silently.

My face is close, I feel her fever over my white shirt.

Mr. Sato, hips, thin......

"... sorry"

"... welcome"

I heard one of the high school trio watching this one on the far roll whining, "... that, next time, do it to your boyfriend".

I'm embarrassed, I'm dying.