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

When Koharu Sato disappeared, the two men disappeared from “cafe tutuji”.

"Thank you for waiting"

Pancakes are transported to Wakuen Sato's table.

Wakuen, who was watching the flower garden dyed in the sunset, looked at this one side to side.

"Although I have not ordered"

"Synchronization is good, Wakuen-san."

That said, Kiyoshi Pushing lowered his back to the chair across the street.

Wakuen looks abominable and deliberately turns away.

"He said he was just taking a breath because of the load off his shoulder... what is this? I hate sweets, food and people."

"Ha ha, you're the sweetest to my daughter...... I got a lot rounded up, and I lost muscle, wasn't that more beefy when I was in Ameft Circle?

"You're just not too different, I'm not a student anymore, I don't need wasted muscles,"

"Show me muscles aren't useless muscles."

Kiyoshi Gate twists his body while sitting down and appeals to his upper body muscles.

But Wakuen hasn't even seen it. Instead, he blushes...

"... I'm sorry about Sasako."

"Surprised! That's what you can say now, too! It's an unthinkable leap forward since I was a student! I wonder if being a parent will change."

"Don't tear it up."

"Ha ha, well, I'm fine now, and I've grown up a lot too."

"Pushing Tail, Na..."

"How'd it go?

"What?"

"Is it okay to interpret that you blurted out and admitted a little that you really just wanted to see what happened to your wife, well, you didn't go home on the way?

……

Wagen did not respond and, as I recall, cut the pancakes apart with the fork and knife at hand and carried them for a bite.

Wrinkles carved between the eyebrows deepen.

"Sweet, I think I'll get heartburn"

"That's what I'm asking you to do when you get here again."

"Such a sweet thing. I'll order it again, or maybe some tea... Ah"

Wa Xuan raised his voice and held his head.

"What's going on?

When Kiyoshi Gate asked, he, however remorsefully distorted his face...

"... Shit, I forgot to take a picture"

"Oh, I just ended up with those two no-lockets."

After the two were gone, Shizuku leaned on his back and stretched a lot.

Lotus, who looked at the sky boringly next to it, stood beside her,

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Leave that behind and disappear into the store.

And you can hear the door closing from afar. No, no, only one of the three people left stared quietly at Rinka, who...

"... you don't have to put up with it anymore."

"Ugh..."

Rinka starts to cry by pressing her voice to death as she squeezes her smartphone with both hands, distorting the expression until then.

It was too much of a limit.

... Rinka knew.

The “Magic Hour” miracle he showed.

Who was his dialogue that he was talking about at that time directed at?

The fact that Shoutai hasn't even given up her first love.

And the fact that the thoughts must fit, it's all...

"... this time, it's my loss..."

Rinka spins out her words with a trembling voice, but with a clear will.

"... there's no goal in love... because if we liked each other and it doesn't work out, there's as much..."

"No, not at all. Exactly."

"Same to the right"

Shizukuishi and Asae say at an unstoppable pace.

There is no color of sympathy in that word.

Because they knew it again.

"So now is the only time to cry......!

"Rinka is the most grown woman."

"The three of us are having a drink today."

The two waited forever as they stroked Rinka's back.

Rinka Sudo doesn't give up.

When the fervour hits our cheeks, it disappears behind us.

The hiccups' voices heard from somewhere, the rotating sounds of rusty pedals.

The Magic Hour had passed by and the darkness was enveloping the area.

……

……

Pedal slowly, slowly and carefully.

Take great care not to shake her off behind you.

I can't turn around and make sure, and I haven't even touched one of my fingertips.

But I can feel her presence on my back.

- My heart was going to be torn apart.

Is that the same for her again, not having a decent conversation with each other in the dozens of minutes since she started riding the two of us?

Speaking of conversations, "Let's do it. You okay?" "... yeah, it's okay." "You know..."

... That's awkward!

Because even after the battle with the mighty enemy Kazuharu Sato, the fact that I was flabbergasted by Mr. Sato still doesn't go away!

……

……

Silence hurts.

Maybe I should have thought about riding two people on my bike.

'Cause right now, there's absolutely no way I can see Mr. Sato's face.

Oh, throw up again...... but.

- It's about breaking your stomach and discussing it, I bet you do, Shoutai.

……

How could that man's words cross the back of his brain now?

He can't possibly know that I'm awkward with Mr. Sato right now.

... you can't possibly know, why not?

Now that I know all of that, I think what you're saying is...

... No, it doesn't matter.

Either way, I have to settle my relationship with Mr. Sato.

Dry his throat, spit him down, and I...

"Mr. Sato!" "Pushtail!

"Ah..."

Unexpected, the voices calling each other overlapped, and their faces blushed out of embarrassment.

Really, it was a good bike.

"... Ah, ha... from Sato, please"

"Oh... ugh, yeah! Then you say it from me!

I said it, and then I fell into self-loathing because of my pity.

Why am I so...!

While I'm nagging, Sato still starts to talk embarrassingly, "Uh..."

"Um... first of all, thank you, and I'm sorry I bothered you guys with the tail because of me... Dad, you were scared, weren't you?

"... sort of"

Pretty good.

If I were to be suddenly yelled at with that Doss' resourceful voice, I would definitely have cried first.

Some lies are a naïve boy high school student's favorite.

"But never mind, it all seems to fit in a circle."

"... I knew it was amazing, Pushing Tail. You still scare me even though I've been with your father for 16 years."

……

I didn't know that was all that annoying but it didn't convey at all......

I don't know my parents' hearts and minds, Wakuen-san is pitiful.

"Anyway, thank you so much, Mr. Tail..."

Accidentally whispered, unconsciously spooked.

Stop yelling, my heart!

Not managing to use his hands and trying to quell his own heartbeat just because of his temper, Sato said,

"... and another thing about this previous confession..."

Sorry, my heart stopped beating.

On the contrary, it could have stopped.

"Oh, oh... you're so cocky..."

It's a miracle I got a reply.

Sato starts talking, knowing or not how I feel like that.

"... I've been thinking about it ever since, and I figured I'd have to get back to you properly."

"Hiu."

There was a strange voice in the abrupt death sentence.

hey, why is that at this time......!?

"Mm, you don't have to...?

The squeezed words were the last resistance.

Whatever you're going to say here and now again, "I'm sorry, I can't see you as a heterosexual, keep it up as a friend," I'll definitely throw up. I'm gonna throw up crying.

So stop it, please, God!

I wonder if he's here, and as he rows his pedals praying to the god of love, Mr. Sato opens his mouth as he decides to...

"Actually, when I was confessed on the phone by you, Pushtail, I was just taking a bath... oh, I put it up right after that, and your mother carried me!

"... Huh?

I get a much different confession than I expected, and I raise a loose voice between them.

Why, at this time...?

"You said you could put it up... you've been bathing that long?

"Ugh... not..."

Together, Mr. Sato is twisting behind him.

After a while, Mr. Sato is finally ready, he says the words.

"- I was so happy to be confessed by someone I like (...)!

- In that word, the world became even more.

Both the hiccups and the pedal spinning sound disappear far away.

"... really, I was wondering if I should really be ashamed of myself... actually, the memory of that time was pretty much more vague, especially at the end... on the bed when I woke up..."

Right now, all I can feel is Sato's breath, heat, and her spinning words.

"... so I also wanted to confess properly, to you, properly... a little dastardly, but Tail, you also confessed in MINE, and you pee (...) right...?

"What..."

The current situation was unacceptable and the words uttered almost to my dreams became swallowing feathers along the way.

Because they were holding me from behind.

Because Sato, who had enough heat to cook, was holding me from behind.

And Sato-san says...

"- Me too, I like you, Pushtail... I can't even look at your face yet, but I always liked you... a long time ago than when you helped me from my frightened brothers on“ cafe tutuji ”(...)"

The low noise rings around the area and the sky brightens.

The fireworks must have gone up, but I couldn't afford to look over there.

"Oh, Pushtail, what did you try to say...?

Vision seeps into her body temperature, which I do feel.

... I think it's a good bike to make.

I don't want to show her a face like this.

In front of her, I still dressed up and wanted to.

He said, "Let's go to different places again."

"... first of all, it's shaved ice"

"... right"

Fireworks rise one after the other, coloring summer nights.

Now that my hands are blocked, I can't use my smartphone, but I'm sure I'll never forget this sight alone.

I cried quietly and thought so.

There you go.