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

Against the situation, the slightly pop calling noise broke off, and I finally got my head white.

Keep calling from yourself, but I didn't think Sato would pick up the phone so soon.

No plan, it's totally no plan.

I scream her name, almost reflexively.

"- Mr. Sato!!

"- Pushtail!!

Me and Mr. Sato's voice over the phone overlapped.

I finally lose my next word to repeated unforeseen circumstances.

That seems to be the same for Mr. Sato, who then became silent.

……

……

Such an unpleasant silence that the noise picked up by the smartphone's microphone can be felt slightly louder.

Once more, my head starts scattering around again.

Disgusting sweat runs, around the spine.

A twitch and paralysis ran at the tip of his hands and feet as all the blood flowing through his body concentrated on his head.

Countless conversational simulations, floating, sink and precipitate more and more to the bottom of your head.

My tiny brain is about to burst.

In such a turbulence of emotions, but only it (...) surely claimed its own existence.

- I don't want you to hate me.

I don't want Mr. Sato to hate me.

"... Ha, sorry to call you so suddenly, have you been busy?

As a result, it was such a bug-colored dialogue and a hectic loving laugh that popped out of my mouth.

'What... Oh, yeah, no, I'm fine, not at all! I was free! Ha...'

The gentle Sato herself has another hectic loving laugh to keep up with this one.

Taking this, I was disgusted with my pity that I was relieved at all.

But backwards of that feeling, my mouth spins the words on its own.

"Oh, no... hey, today was a really strange day, I can't believe I just met you there"

'Ugh... yeah! I'm surprised, too! You have such a coincidence...!

"Really..."

Ha ha ha...... my chest hurts every time I overlap my love laugh.

... I'm on the phone with Mr. Sato right now, right?

If it's true, it's a happy situation to jump... why not?

No words I've practiced so much, no attentive dialogue, nothing comes up.

It's like I'm even having a nightmare, and everything doesn't turn the way I want.

"Ko... Looking forward to the next weekend's shake ice."

'... yeah! Me, when do you shake to eat shaved ice?!? It's been 10 years...... no, is that too much? and look forward to it anyway! hahaha......'

"Ha ha..."

I don't want them to hate me.

That's just how I feel, claiming myself violently in my head.

- He said he didn't want to hurt you... he didn't want to hurt himself?

Shizukuishi-san's words resuscitate in her ears.

What's Beta in love, it's people's own pace, I don't want to hurt you, man.

After all, Shizukuishi is right.

Cautiously because you really think about them?

No, because I'm important, I was just running away from the conclusion in a far-fetched way -

- That was the time.

We heard strange noises in the inevitable silence we visited with words out of each other.

From across the phone, it sounds like a desperate, pushy kill, intermittent, watery.

I immediately feel the sound of a sudden and sudden drop in body temperature.

"- I'm sorry, Mr. Pushtail."

What arrived via the smartphone was such a Sato voice that it was so fine that if it blew, it was going to disappear.

"Pushing Tail... I know you're kind to me... and I'm not the only one who's special..."

I want to say something, but my throat is caught and I have no voice.

In the first place, I can't think of anything.

And Mr. Sato grinned.

'Maybe there was something wrong with that message earlier... I would be fine! Mind you, I don't...'

Because I don't care.

One word of it becomes a decisive beating, and it gets dark in front of me.

Instead of speaking out anymore, I didn't even feel like I could move one finger.

'... but I'm sorry, next weekend, the shake ice, I can't go a bit, maybe... I'm really, really sorry...'

Sato's voice gradually becomes cloudy beyond concealment.

Her words echo in my head, emptied.

... was a loose shell.

In the silence, only the water sound heard from the smartphone sounds nasty.

"... Sorry, it's been quite a while, so it's time to hang up... Thanks for helping Rinka today..."

Beyond the smartphone, Mr. Sato finally said.

Wait, what a right to say, I don't have one.

The water sounds gradually drifting away, I guess Mr. Sato keeps his smartphone out of his ear.

And when I don't hear this sound, my dirty, cowardly first love ends.

"... good night, Mr. Pushtail..."

And finally, decisive, that moment was about to come, then - bang! and momentum slapped both my shoulders.

An unintended shock brings me back to reality.

Looking back, Asai and Shizukuishi, who somehow swelled their faces into a spill, lay their hands on my shoulder there.

Why... Soon after I put that question to my mouth, Asae and Shizuku moved their mouths.

Look at the exact same mouth movement, and I understand what they're trying to say.

♪ You like it ♪

"-!"

In a moment, the words said somewhere in my head came back to life.

It's the first time you've ever grown a muscle that's damaged.

- A man's looks are crap, but it's not something you can throw away lightly. If you're going to throw it away without hesitation, it's only time to chase a woman in love.

- I don't know what true betta love is... I'm not stopping!

Seeing the sky in a hard way.

The sky is full of stars.

As she stared at the small, but certainly glowing ones, her smile crossed her back of her brain.

That day, lick and melt the cheap golden sugar I gave her, like a treasure. Her smile.

- Very much so, it was sweet. Thank you.

That's right.

I forgot why it was so important.

I didn't want Mr. Sato to hate me and I didn't treat her nicely.

- Because I like it.

I can't help but like it, so I wanted to tell you how I felt one day, isn't that all?

"- Mr. Sato!!

Kann, you can hear the display tapping at your fingertips from across the phone.

But the call is not dead.

Mr. Sato remains silent, but can tell by exhalation, she has now pushed her smartphone against her ear again.

"... what, Mr. Pushtail..."

The sound of trembling hurts my chest.

But I'm not scared anymore.

I haven't breathed in a long time.

"- I'd like to apologize to Mr. Sato for one thing"

"Eh!"

Beyond the smartphone, I found Mr. Sato breathtaking.

Behind me, Asai and Shizukuishi are anxiously frowning.

'... No, Mr. Pushtail... I, I don't want to hear it...!

Sato's sad prayer heard from beyond the smartphone.

But I wasn't going to stop it.

'Cause this isn't my first love already.

And to me...

"I'm sorry to imitate confession on MINE, I confess again"

'What...?

- I like Sato.

- I couldn't believe I was going to run anymore, because there was no fine dust.

"No jokes, no mistakes, nothing, I like Mr. Sato, as a paedophile"

'What, what...!?

There's no need for far-fetched words, just bumping thoughts.

I'm sure you'll be flabbergasted, but that doesn't matter.

Because whatever Sato thinks - I'm in love with Sato.

"... I've always liked you since I first met you, I like your laughing face, your angry face, your crying face, your face when you're a little on track"

I realize that something like a lid that has weighed down my emotions until now is gone clean and refreshing at some point.

"I'm not being nice, I'm being nice to Sato because I think I'm special to Sato."

And at the same time, he put it out in his mouth and noticed it.

There's nothing I can do.

"- Koharu Sato, but I like it"

One of those words, which I said forcefully, did sound like one in the town the night I fell into a mellow spot.

I have no regrets.

Rather, there was only such a strange lucidity, like lowering the weight that was attached to the whole body.

Whatever words were returned from beyond the smartphone, only the certainty remained that I would be able to take it now.

".................. Oops"

Something I'm not used to hearing comes from the other side of the phone, and then the silence comes.

... confident to be accepted, though still meticulous.

But I already confessed.

So wait, give me her word.

…………

... I don't know yet.

…………

... No, that's a long time.

…………

"... yeah?

I don't think so, I put my smartphone out of my ear, and I glance at the screen.

Then somehow the screen shows the talk room with Sato instead of the incoming screen.

And there,

“Incoming Time 12: 02”

There is an indication that

"- Ha!!?

I accidentally raised my voice.

"How was it, Sota?!?

"Reply! Reply!?

Asae and Shizukuishi are coming to me.

On the other hand, looking at the smartphone, I looked back at them and said in a trembling voice.

"... phone, hung up..."

"Hey, how long have you been taking a bath?"

Koharu Sato's mother, Kiyomi, called her daughter's name from outside the stripper.

But you won't get back to me.

I can only hear intermittent water sounds that, unlike earlier noises, are beaten and changed, pimp, pimp.

"Ha..."

Kiyomi exhales one big sigh and opens the stripper door.

In the basket is a set of my daughter's dressing.

They're still in the bathroom.

Kiyomi put her hands on the handle of the door in half.

"Cora, come on! Oh no!!?

Kiyomi shouted at the sight that spreads in front of her.

Because my daughter's rubber was dyed bright red all over her body, like a dry futon or something, and she was snug on the edge of the tub.

"Oh, you what are you doing!!?

"... Ki... Me, too..."

A daughter whining about something, turning her eyes around.

Kiyomi immediately stepped into the bathroom and pulled her daughter out of the bathtub.

Totally, I had it up.

At that time, Kiyomi was distracted by the rubble. It would be impossible not to notice the rubble's smartphone sinking at the bottom of the tub.

"You stupid girl!

Kiyomi drags Gudengdan's boiled octopus to a room with a cooler in a great panic.

Koharu shrugged in a voice that no one could hear, not even knowing what the situation was now.

"Me too... I like you..."