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

SNS and cats have a lot of affinity.

If I say this to a big mess (I think it would be nice to say this to a creature), the cat can show (if).

There are theories about why, but as far as the many lovely cat images that can overflow the internet day and night...... terminally, I think we're all tired.

But just because it's overflowing doesn't mean it's easy to take pictures.

Rather, cat shooting falls into a relatively difficult category.

The reason is simple - cats, they move.

"Ahhh!?

Pikon, the shutter sound of the camera app and Mr. Sato's scream overlapped.

He turned around and washed his face out with his front leg, as if he had anticipated the moment when the white cat cut the shutter.

also fail, is

……

Mr. Sato stares at Brevre's white cat reflected on his smartphone display for about a few seconds, then looks up at this one, like it was bounced, and complains about something with his moist eyes.

... even if I tell you.

"... whoever did this, I think it's something like this... not that Mr. Sato is a jerk..."

For one thing, I tried to put in a follow up with unusual words... Sato seems so uncomfortable, he is pointing his mouth at it.

"In Minsta, they all shoot well..."

"Because wild cats and cats get used to people differently."

……

"And then there's the likes and dislikes because I'm a creature after all... well, around not escaping, I don't think you should seriously dislike it..."

"... I want to"

"What?"

"Me too, I took it...!

Too true.

It could be as serious a look as I've ever seen to contend for one or two.

"Even if they say so..."

I saw a white cat with this one.

He (she?) is really licking his forelegs swallowing as he lays his fat body on a cracked asphalt.

Every twisting tail looks like it's going to pee over here.

... The more you look at it, the more pussy you are.

"... I'm not that good at shooting creatures either"

"You're better than me!

"No, I'm sure it is..."

And, I answer without any concern, and then I get angry and look at her.

- I was completely alarmed.

Mr. Sato's childish eclampsia spearhead is pointing this way in the wake of his current rudeness!

"Ah... Sato, now haha...!

"... I thought it was hectic after all..."

I didn't say that far! The word went out to my throat, but I managed to swallow it.

Because Sato-san shuddered her shoulder with a mess, and now she's about to explode, and so on.

"- Yeah! Okay! I'll tell you! How to shoot!"

"Really!?

Sato's expression became brighter.

... No way they conspired...?

I felt relieved to stroke my chest that the storm had passed for the first time, even though I had some doubts about it as soon as possible as it was a trick.

Well, anyway...

"For once, really, I'm not familiar with it."

That's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna go around behind her back.

"To?"

Sato raised the missing voice between them, but I was confident that if I hesitated at all, I would surely lose my embarrassment, so I just turned my arm from behind her.

And lay your hands from the top so you can cover them and support your smartphone

Sato's face stained bright red just as I could tell from behind.

"Whoa...... whoa whoa whoa, you're a stampede!!?

Mr. Sato shouts my name and tries to look back.

But he looks sideways and realizes that besides his thoughts, the distance between each other's faces is close, which solidifies him like he's frozen.

Her hot exhale glanced through the back of my hand, and it seemed like something could be done for a moment, but I managed to hold it down there.

Troubleshooting, Troubleshooting...

I say the same line as that day (...) before they say anything.

"... it's easier to teach you to look at the same screen like this, Mr. Sato, because you can't even focus on it"

... Yes, this is exactly the same situation as that day.

The day Sato and I first met at "cafe tutuji” and taught Sato how to take pictures.

But here's the thing...... me that day again, wow.

Once, no, I did it twice, so you'll be fine for the third time, so I tried it again thoughtfully - this, I'm embarrassed to death.

Really, how could I have done this that day? Was the nervous, less brain brake smashed?

Nonetheless, this is... so embarrassing that it won't be stylish!

"... eh"

Mutual silence unnecessarily amplifies shame.

Faces with heat by shame, cats stretching boringly, distant gulls, summer sun, shivering Mr. Sato, hints of shampoo on the sea breeze......

No reason was shaking.

... Stop it! Don't think about weird things, Mr. Pushtail!

I'm just trying to get a picture of the cat with Mr. Sato right now!

If you get weird, Mr. Sato will hate you!

As usual, as usual...... focus on the smartphone screen......

"... Firstly, when shooting animals, align your gaze height"

"-Hi!?

Around the same time I started talking, Sato screamed tall and jumped terribly.

That was so sudden that I also said, "Wow!?" and I scream.

The palpitations are amazing.

"Kyu, suddenly what is wrong with you Sato......!?

"Oh, look, in your ear, Tail, your voice... the..."

That's it, Sato clouds the end of the story.

But I know what I'm trying to say, and I blush.

Really, I'm glad Mr. Sato was facing the front.

Troubleshooting, Troubleshooting, Troubleshooting...!

I repeat it over and over in my head and resume my lecture.

"... because the flash is worse for the cat's eyes so as not to burn as much as possible, and natural light creates a better atmosphere"

"... eh"

Sato-san made him jump on his shoulder, slightly rounding his back.

She was so ashamed of what she had just done, apparently desperately pushing her voice to death, but the feverish exhalation leaking out of her mouth hit her arm and her consciousness flew for a moment.

Shit, this sucks, really...!

"Damn, so, when shooting a big animal with eyes like a cat, focus on the eyes (...) and let the light in, it becomes a very living picture and I call this a catch-eye...!

"Okay, but..."

Sato says in a trembling voice.

"That kid, he's not turning this way at all..."

Yes, the white cat at the heart is obsessed with hair repair in a way that doesn't involve me, and there's not even any sign of turning this one around.

The only thing a smartphone lens can capture is the head behind a fat cat that goes up and down in regular motion.

I can't get a picture of this.

If you can't get a picture, of course, in the same position as always.

However, I have exceeded my limits due to hearing Sato's cutthroat voice up close earlier.

- So let me use your wife's hand.

"Mr. Sato, I left the shutters to you......!

That's all I say, breathe heavily in.

And then I tightened my throat, and I rounded my tongue, and...

"Nyah."

I had a cat rattle all over me.

This makes the white cat, who has always been obsessed with hair repair, stand ear to ear and turn this one around.

And a great shutter chance to visit - but Mr. Sato didn't cut the shutter.

On the contrary, Mr. Sato no longer even looks at the screen of the smartphone.

Looking back at me, he's staring at me with a kind of distracted look.

"... Huh?

……

"... Sato?

……

"Why are you looking at me in silence...?

"............ do it again"

"Yes?"

"Sa, do it again just now!?

As soon as Sato flips his body like the moisture he had just had, he embarks on it first.

Her eyes - catch-eye, opened wider and wider than the cat's, and sparkled amazingly.

- Why is Mr. Sato eating better than a cat!

"You look great!! Mr. Pushtail! Please, one more time! Just do it again!

"No!? It's the cat that takes the picture, isn't it?

"Please, please, please!! 'Cause you were so catty right now!! Next time I'll take a video!!

"Absolutely Yada!!

Me trying to escape.

Something seems to have turned on weird, and Sato is packing the distance once and for all with the idea of letting this go.

But because of the precarious attitude of staying crouched with each other, my feet were drawn...

"Whew!?

"Hih!?

Out of balance, I lean on my back, and Mr. Sato falls with a covering over it.

With the blunt impact, vision dyed into the sky's color, and for the first time there -

……

Looking down at us from behind, I noticed the girl's presence.

I guess my age is about the same as mine and Mr. Sato's.

A cool outfit: blonde hair that is painfully bright in the eye, thin, suspended eyes that give you a strong feel for your chi, flour-coloured burnt skin, and denim shorts on a t-shirt.

Yankee, words that don't fit into those times have come to mind.

As it continues, me and Sato stare at her and solidify.

In contrast, she says in a low voice with a wrinkle between her brows.

"... what were you doing to our cat earlier?"