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

"You're really amazing, aren't you?"

I hear my father's voice from over my head.

It's easy to talk about why it's from overhead - because I'm stuck at the table, holding onto my smartphone.

The exhaling breath is rough and my heart is pounding.

In short…

"I'm so nervous..."

"... in that condition, I can often speak so normally"

A grunt that is neither frightening nor impressive.

It's easy for me to say, but a phone call is a high hurdle in the first place!

"'Cause you don't normally get the chance to hear your favorite child's voice in your ear so much..."

Damn, I was full because I pretended to be calm.

Her breath, which sounds like a pretense, is still with the murder weapon.

If the conversation had been prolonged for another 20 seconds, my heart would have bounced off the wood.

Oh, my God, if you're thinking...

"Dad, I want you to grow up straight to me, but don't worry about that in your sophomore year of high school."

"You're right......!

I got no more honesty thrown up by amazing humans eating pancakes in the morning, noon and evening.

Of course I am aware.

Being a sophomore in high school, he said it sucks to be like this lame rag after just a few minutes on the phone with a girl he likes.

... but I still remember the phone.

I confessed to Sato about the phone call that night...

"Gu... Shizukuishi or Asai would be perfectly fine over the phone, why..."

"That's because you like her too much."

"I know. Don't talk to me..."

"Is the ocean okay at this rate?

"... yeah? What are you talking about?

Face up.

My father sipped my brewed tea and turned his gaze to me, "Oh, I knew I wasn't thinking that far"...

"Swimsuit, wear it."

…… You bet? "

Why are you telling me that now?

There's no way I'm going into the ocean naked, and naturally I'm determined to wear a swimsuit.

Me, Lotus, of course, and everyone else...

... all of them?

"Ahhh......!?

Weird voice again.

Think about it that way. Ultimately, it's obvious, but I wasn't that smart at all.

It's the sea, so naturally, you wear swimsuits.

Me, Lotus, Rinka, Asae, Shizukuishi, and...

"Mr. Sato, swimsuit......!?

"... Mizugi...?

I repeated, as if that were the first word I had ever heard.

Mizugi, Mizugi, Water, Wear......?

"Yes."

Sitting shallow on the couch, his father answered, looking at the news app on his smartphone.

"For one or two nights - you can do whatever you want, because it's already 17."

"If you say you're a good dad, don't worry about it."

This prolonged voice belongs to your mother, who is sinking into the back of the couch next to your father and drinking canned chewy.

By the way, my mother only drank half of a can of low-alcohol chewy called "Good Cream” because she is vulnerable to alcohol, and her eyes are already pale.

"Dad, what is Green River famous for?

"The sea and a cruise ship"

"Food, huh?

"Shellfish are famous, rock oysters (squid), abalone (abalone), prosperity (sawdust) …"

"Oh, my God! The souvenir is determined by rock oysters! Buy something as big as a genius!

"Damn, I'll get that...! That's more of a swimsuit than that! What!?, but in a school-designated swimsuit......!

I don't think it's a school-designated swimsuit.

Yes, I put it in my mouth and stopped at the soot.

Because your eyes on your father and your mother were clearly out of cold.

"Well, you've decided not to..."

"Good, I almost donned to my real daughter"

That's terrible.

But surely if you think about it a little bit, there's no way it's a school-designated swimsuit.

This is my first sea with you, Pushing Tail, even though you are not alone.

But...

"Wah, me, I don't have anything but school swimsuits......!

"You don't have any friends to invite me to the sea, do you?"

Gusari.

I wonder how your mother can throw up words that determine my breasts so accurately.

"Whoa, Mother, help me choose my swimsuit!?

"Oh, no, I can't take care of that much. I mean, where's the girl in high school who asks her parents to choose her swimsuit?"

"Ugh...!

I didn't know there was no gutter sound. Tears seeped out instead.

Most of all, too much of you.

But your mother should know.

That I don't have any of those “tastes” and whatever I name them.

"What to do......!

Pinch.

No tricks, big pinch.

I nod with my head and roar low.

You didn't see me like that, your father took a pet bottle of carbonated water that was nearby and blushed.

"... I do hear that Kokoru's friend had an apparel clerk"

"... Asae-san!?

I look up.

Yes! I know the contact details of that stylish master Asae!

If you're a swimsuit, that's what Asae can ask you to choose with her!

Oh, I've never seen your father look so reliable!

"Father......!

"Be aware of accidents at sea."

"Yeah, yeah!

I see hope!

I stood up and laughed.

"- Thank you so much, Father!... but I think it's a little disgusting, to be honest, to notice a swimsuit before me"

"…………………………………"

"Thanks anyway! Goodnight then!"

That's all I have to say, I run up the stairs on a small run to contact Mr. Asae again.

In doing so, from the living room…

"Hey, hey dad!? It's spilling!! It's so spilled!?

And I heard your mother.