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

That night I fell asleep in my own bed and watched the smartphone.

What you see on the screen is a two-shot with you by way of example.

"Eh heh..."

How much time has passed since I started this? I don't remember anymore.

Either way, my loose mouth won't tighten forever, and it's still loose.

I have no choice, I have no choice.

This isn't just one image, it's deep.

Every time I look at this image, I can remember how I felt about it as many times as I could.

And considering that moment also made sense to you and your feelings again, this couldn't help but nibble anymore.

"Eh heh..."

I find it quite disgusting right now.

But I didn't even know.

I can't believe I was so happy that my first love came true.

I'm just thinking about what's going to happen with you, Pushtail, and I think I'm going to be able to stay awake until morning.

From now on... yes, that includes, of course, a weekend “shake ice date”.

"Looking forward to it..."

Enjoy it, I'm really looking forward to it.

Bump your legs and manage to contain your feelings of deviation.

It's our first date ever since we've been telling each other how we feel.

We chat a lot, we take pictures together... maybe something like that...

"No, no, no!

Forced to shake off strange delusions, I resume my glare with my smartphone.

Let's have a great look on the day.

And makeup...... I'm not very good at it, but good luck, while referencing “I TUBE” and other makeup videos.

Now first, this way (...).

"Eh!

I finally tapped the “Post” button at the right end of the screen.

This will upload a two-shot image with you from my smartphone to Minstagram.

Looking at the rolling loading screen, happiness twitched and fever warmed up inside my chest.

It's always been a dream.

Like a normal high school girl, this is how you upload a photo you took with someone you like to minsta.

Oh, I hope you don't wake me up if you dream...

That's what I thought. The smartphone screen says "Post Complete," and...

"... Huh?

An inexplicable phenomenon happened to my smartphone.

"That? Huh? Why!?

I rush to mess with my smartphone, but I can't help it.

That's when - the door in my room, Concon, is knocked twice.

I screamed "hiccup" short by accident.

Mother wouldn't knock on the door, this sound, no doubt...

"- Come on, get out of the room as soon as you can, we need to talk about something important."

It was my first experience in my life that the sweat that transmitted my neck muscles felt so cold.

"Ha ha..."

In the "cafe tutuji” terrace seats after closing, with the streetlights lighting slightly.

I slammed into a chilly table, I don't know how many times this is going to be, I exhaled a deep sigh.

Come on, cheer up.

Lotus said as she sucked up the iced coffee with a straw.

He is still my best friend, even if he rots.

Even though “cafe tutuji” and “MOON” are in the opposite direction, they are dating me all the way to this hour to comfort me.

I appreciate that feeling, but...

"Sorry, I still can't seem to... Thanks, you can go home, Lotus..."

"I don't want to sleep. I don't want to sleep."

The lotus should be off, and I smoke up the remaining ice coffee.

In his blurry tone, but I did see a color that cared for this one.

"That's overwork."

My father, sitting on a bench nearby, sighed when he saw me hanging out at the table.

"I said it would grow better to hurt you, but that's just about it...... what do you do, Kuta? Herbal tea. Want me to brew it?

"... I don't want it from my father's brewed tea, the mess"

I don't get a response.

Strange to see, my father is posing as Mosto McCuller.

……

What the hell do you mean...... no, I don't care.

I say it in a heavy sinking voice.

"... Everyone is amazing, you can forget how painful this is one day... I can't stand it anymore, someone I once liked... someone I know I'll never be able to hang out with again, living in the same world as myself..."

How much easier would it have been if the screen had been dimmed and finished as it was, along with the display of "GAME OVER” the moment my confession to Mr. Sato failed.

But the reality is different.

Even if my confession to my first lover ends in failure, both me and Sato will live the rest of their lives.

And I will always be in this “world you'll never get to hang out with Sato," and still keep dating Sato as a friend (...).

I'm sure Sato can make a lot of friends from now on.

Then you'll also have a cool, good-looking boyfriend.

I'm in a position to keep a warm eye on things like that as a friend.

Not even one finger, don't touch her...

"Ugh......!?

My stomach fluids came in, and I rounded my back.

"Whoa, whoa! Lotus scratches her back.

"You've thought strange things over again, you! Stop it already! It's just hard to think about!

"But... I..."

"Calm down! Think calmly one more time about how valuable first love is! You've only been floating before!

"... floated..."

"That's right! Look at this on AV and go to bed for 8 hours. Get out of here. You'll forget about it! Here, open the phone, Kita! I'll send you the one I recommend on MINE now!

"Oh, Lotus, you can't teach such a thing! Father, I won't forgive you!

"Hey, Uncle Muscle, read the air!

Blurring through the battle between Lotus and Dad, which began unexpectedly, I move my sleazy arm and take my smartphone out of my pocket.

And when you deactivate sleep mode, you get one MINE message notification on the home screen -

"... Huh!?

I opened my eyes.

MINE's message came from Mr. Sato.

The message arrived 20 minutes ago, and in a short sentence there.

“Takeshi, Takeshi”

"- Sato-san!?

I shouted her name unexpectedly, and my father and Lotus looked back at me terribly.

"Hey now what!?

Lotus called out, but I wasn't anywhere.

Launch the MINE app quickly and send a message to Mr. Sato.

What's the matter with you?

What are you talking about?

“Sagata.”

I keep trying to send some messages, but I don't even read them in reply.

I don't know what that word means, but what if she's in some kind of crisis situation right now...

Only my anxiety swelled up, and I couldn't stay or stand anymore, and I called her.

Please, get out. You're safe.

When it's time for the call to arrive 10 times, the puffiness breaks.

- I'm out.

"Mr. Sato! What's wrong!?

The opening is the best, check her cheap or not.

But it wasn't Koru Sato who came back from beyond his smartphone.

"I'm sorry, but I'm probably not your“ Mr. Sato ”- it's Koharu Sato's father, Kazuharu Sato."

An incredibly cold, and trembling, intimidating voice emanated from the smartphone.