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

“MOON” Residential section upstairs.

Coloured with high-sense vintage décor, in Shizukuishi's own room.

"Come on, come on"

Would it have been half an hour since this meeting began?

Shizukuishi, who sat on a hobby leather couch, said with one hand, tongueless, that he was already quite able to (...) be there, with a glass filled with red wine.

"Sauta-kun is in love with Sato-san, right?

……

Why has this been the case?

I sat on the couch across the street, and I didn't know exactly what country it belonged to, including imported carbonated drinks in my chives and mouth.

Naturally, it's non-alcoholic.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey."

"Hey, hey!

When I tried to exercise my right to remain silent, I was kicked in the tibia with my outstretched toenails.

You don't know what human rights are, this guy.

"Photograph. Photo. - Show me your face."

"Oh, hey...! There can't be! Nothing, I'm not even dating you!

"- I have it, though."

Asahi, who sat on the couch side by side with Shizukuishi and was gracefully fond of white wine with a skinny glass of champagne, said in an extended voice.

"What?"

Me and Shizukuishi's voices overlap.

"Hey, why do you have...?

"Koharu's coordination, because it was a confident one, made me take it for the official minsta of“ hidamari ""

Confidence...?

... Speaking of which, I couldn't think that far under the circumstances, but Sato was in "hidamari” until he met me.

So you're saying that coordination just got in place last minute?

Could it be Sato, just like me, in preparation for Saturday's date...

- I'm pattin 'myself on the cheek with both hands! Tension.

"Wow, what are you doing all of a sudden!?

"... I just corrected my disgusting thoughts"

"Huh...?

- Yes, this photo.

Beside such an exchange, Mr. Asae actually manipulates the smartphone on my pace and places his own smartphone on the glass ceiling of the table.

Me and Shizukuishi stepped out and peered into the screen of the smartphone.

Among the displays is Sato in personal clothes as an example.

... I knew you were cute.

But just because this Mr. Sato is cute, one sprout arises in me.

Asae said she would upload this photo later on in her official “hidamari” account...

"You don't have to worry. The image you upload will be trimmed so that it doesn't show up from your neck, so you can keep Koharu's personal clothes to yourself."

……

... I wonder if this guy can really read his mind.

I dyed my face bright red from shame and leaned down.

"Oh, no, you're really cute, besides your thoughts, what's cool beauty?

"Gap, Gap, now you're pretty cute because you're a natural."

"Hehe... so? How far did you go, Sorta?"

Shizukuishi-san has thrown such a question along with her breath of alcohol odor.

... my eyes are sitting still.

"How far..."

"Did you do something about it? Chu," said Shizuku, blushing his lips.

"And I didn't."

"And the guy who can't get his tongue in?

"I'm not the one who puts his tongue in it, the one who can't, the one who cheeks it!

"Huh? So you did? What's the best?

"... with a selfie, two shots"

And mostly in the form of an accident.

In response to this, Shizukuishi laughed with her han and nose, deliberately shrugging her shoulders,

"- How dare you say that? Well, Betta, you're in love, Esai, you!

"... I've never called myself that."

Betta love, handsome.

... No, I'm pretty sure I'm in love with Mr. Sato, but either way, I've never put it in my mouth because I'm embarrassed.

Shizukuishi-san drank the wine as if it were water and pounded the bottom of a glass that turned kara vigorously onto the table and said, "Okay - esai men!," he began to say.

"I don't know what true betta love is... I'm not stopping! Just don't push it even! Push!"

"… there is a pace for each person."

"Ha! Inside of being able to say that it's beautiful, I'm still not at all serious about love!

Even though I know it's drunken bullshit, I get annoyed by that silly thing.

I drank carbonated drinks again, slammed the bottom of an empty can on the table.

"Sometimes if you really think about the other person, you don't want to bother them, you don't want to hurt them. Sometimes you're cautious with one heart, that's love too"

"Hmm, so who asked you not to hurt me?

"Who asked..."

I'm confused by the unexpected response.

Shizukuishi looked at this one with her sleepy eyes...

"It's annoying and harmful in itself to be deeply involved with people, mostly annoying! But there's a lot of people out there who want it! That's why there's so many couples all over the city! Mostly, he said he didn't want to hurt you... he didn't want to hurt himself?

"Damn... that's not true!

I can't bear to argue.

Then Shizukuishi silently offered me a flat hand,

"Then lend me your smartphone."

"... Yes?

"Yes."

Shizukuishi urges me in a tone that doesn't make me say yes or no.

As for this one, I just don't know what it means, I just lean my neck.

Asae is also tilting her neck because she doesn't understand Shizukuishi's intentions.

"Yes."

... Well, it's what a drunk does anyway.

It's not like there was anything nasty in my smartphone, and it was just that they thought I ran away.

"Is this okay?"

I hand my own smartphone to Shizukuishi.

Shizukuishi-san manipulated the received smartphone with a familiar hand for about ten seconds... she put my smartphone in the nostalgia and then took the bottle and started pouring the next wine into Kara's glass.

……

Already, really... what do you want?

In the gaze of suspicion between me and Mr. Asae, but the person of the day continues to drink wine silently.

And in the flow of strange air, wait a few minutes.

"I think it's time."

Essentially, when she took my smartphone out of her nose, she threw it over here.

"Wow."

Catch in a hurry, Safe.

... What the hell are you going to do?

Her strange attitude and the “while” she may not be good at is quite creepy there.

I start my smartphone for once with a little anxiety.

Then somehow, the MINE app that I should have closed greeted me.

That? s the next moment I thought - I saw the displayed screen and understood and solidified how much of a predicament I am now in.

"Shizuku, what did you do?

Only one person on this occasion, Mr. Asai, who does not understand the seriousness of the situation, asks in an extended tone.

In contrast, Shizukuishi laughed in an upbeat mood, "Ha ha ha ha,"

"No, it's not a big deal, it's just still sneaky, that's why I sent a message to Sato in Beta Love saying" I like you "..."

- No, no, no, no! and some sort of creepy sound echoed through the room.

It was not long after Asae realized that her horribly fast flat hand fell on Shizukuishi's brain as a result of thunder.

"Heh...?

"- It is! You're breaking the rules!?

Asae, who usually seems so warm, drank heavily.

Shizukuishi, who was laughing with pleasure until just now, shook her shoulders with fright and began to put tears in those eyes - this one is not the other way around!

“I like Mr. Sato."

That short message that was already sent to her.

And the "read” mark on the side of the message.

In an instant, my head turned bright white.

Yuck, yuck, yuck, yuck!?

I leapt out of Shizukuishi's room almost selflessly obsessed, tapping the incoming button as I ran down the stairs, putting my smartphone in my ear.

Mr. Sato answered his phone just after I jumped out of MOON.