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

- This is a yuki (...) thing.

The expression "Yushiki" is probably the first time I've used it in my life, but it's about that kind of pinch anyway.

I, Koharu Sato, had been driven into distress.

……

A beautifully drained whirlpool shell rolls down to the bottom of the faded bowl as the tease sounds.

As much as I could think of a scroll of shellfish accumulated at the bottom of the bowl, staring down at my empty mouth and thinking, "I want to go in that one," I was there.

'Cause right now, across the table...

"Kohal, come on."

"Ha, ha!?

Suddenly they call me by my name, and I look up like I've been played.

Seeing, across from the table, she was staring at this one with a horseshit.

No, as for her, I'm sure she's just sending her gaze over here, but that's how she feels because she has sharp eyes.

- Murasaki Circle Flower.

For some reason now, I am sitting opposite her in the seat of Minami Inn.

Pushing Tail, you don't even look like Mr. Hanawa, the owner of the store.

That should also be because right after that sandwich incident, Hanabi said, "Help me because I have a strong job," and I was half forced to pull you off the tail somewhere.

Hence the one-on-one.

Even though I'm familiar with people who seem more scared than...

Until just a few minutes ago, I was floating around saying, "It's summer, it's the sea," and I seem to be lying.

Help me, Mr. Tail...

The sound of the wind chimes (huh) and the tide heard from outside the window, the sounds of the gulls, and the rolling sounds of the seashells from again.

What if this time lasts forever...

Arrowhead, who thought so, Murasaki said in a low voice that sounded somewhere grumpy, holding the claw yang branch.

"You're not eating?

Murasaki's gaze points to the other bowl forming the center of the table.

Hanami-san said that boiling bye shells (...),

When I left, I said, "There's plenty for both of us to eat."

"It's delicious."

And, Murasaki said, he moved his chin hard.

Eat fast, you would say.

I answer this with a hectic loving laugh.

"Well, I'm fine... why don't you eat everything, Murasaki-san? hahaha......"

"There's no way I can eat this much alone."

Reluctance failed.

I tied my mouth to the letter.

It was great while I didn't cry out.

"I'm just eating by myself. It's awkward, eat."

"…………………………………………"

This is blackmail...

I pinch with my finger one of the bi shells that roughly follows the other demand so as not to irritate the opponent for a moment.

And observation.

The size is about a turn bigger than my thumb.

Not two shellfish, but a whirlpool like soft cream, however shellfish! That's what it looks like.

To be honest, this looks cool and hurdles high to me that I've only eaten about stinging and clams.

... or how do you really eat it? This.

I think there's a lid (...) on the mouth of the shell...

"Uh...?

Observe the roughly pinched sole from various angles.

For me, touching it with my bare hands like this is quite a courageous act.

But Murasaki, who looks at this situation, gradually gets a grumpy look...

"... eat fast"

"So, because this is the first time I've seen it...!

Ha-ha-ha..., and a deep sigh in front of me finally made my mouth a letter to.

I kind of feel like I'm being jerked off.

"Keep an eye on it."

Murasaki-san grabs one bye shellfish from the bowl and comes to hand.

And when you insert a claw twig from the lid (...) skimmer with a familiar hand, make sure to twist your wrist - twitch, he said.

With only one cleverly clawed branch, he pulled a round, fat cream-colored body out of that whirlpool.

"Ohhhh...!?

I accidentally raised my voice and even sent my tits and applause.

Wow, it's craftsmanship.

"What's so amazing about this..."

Murazaki said in a frightened breeze, peeling off the lid stuck to him with his fingers and throwing it away, puffing the thick sole on his cheeks.

Another scroll of shellfish, nicely removed from the contents, rolled down to the bottom of the bowl.

"Look, you already know what I mean, try it."

"Ugh, yeah!

I nodded loudly.

Regardless of the appearance of the bi shellfish, it seemed so pleasant to pull myself out of the earlier one.

Come on, I have to too! Run for it!

What an intent, I tried to mimic Mr. Murasaki and insert a claw twig into the lid skimmer.

"Ah."

It breaks.

"That's crazy...?

Did you put too much effort into it? and I might try again......

"Oh, that?

It breaks.

"Ko, this, could be quite difficult......!?

"What are you doing... don't try to pull it out at will, if Nail Yangzhi stabs you, here it is"

Mr. Murasaki turns his wrist inward so that he can squeeze it up.

"Like this?"

Remove the third claw twig and try to imitate Murasaki's appearance.

Here's how it feels to have a snap on your wrist......

Pocky, I signaled the pitiful sound and wasted another precious resource.

"Hex."

"Well, because this is hard...!

Also, Murasaki-san said he was nervous staring at me from the front!?

What a complaining squeal (because I'm scared) in my heart...

"... I can't help it"

Murasaki-san says in a sigh and takes one bye shell.

And as always, with a clever claw twig, he took out his body inside, peeled off the lid with his fingers, threw it away, and roughly rode himself out of the table...

"Here."

He came to my mouth and stuck out a stripped bi shellfish.

"What? Huh?

Needless to say, I got confused.

- What is this situation?

Why am I having the girl I met "ahem"?

No, more like this, really "ahem"?

Murasaki's sharp eyes don't feel very "ahem"...... what's "ahem" in the first place!?

Uh, the Gestalt collapse of has begun.

In addition, my distance with Mr. Murasaki has physically shrunk, and even though I am a communal handicap, I am already on the verge of exploding.

"... eat fast, I'm tired of this posture"

Murasaki-san's low voice to that place.

I didn't have a normal judgment left.

"Yes, I'll have it!

Never mind, in a bite.

Then, roughly, I bit the sole in my mouth - I gazed.

"Yummy......!?

Totally, it was a new sensation of food.

The fleshy body is reasonably elastic and the teeth feel good!

Besides, the flavor stains well, and the more you chew, the more the taste of the Iso will overflow!

Unique stuffed (...) like okra is also fun in the mouth...... yummy anyway!

"Mr. Murasaki! This is delicious!?

"Okay, eat more."

Mr. Murasaki was still unfathomable, but he doesn't seem as full as ever.

After all, Mr. Murasaki, but would you be happy if your hometown dishes were complimented?

Murasaki-san, aren't you a surprisingly bad person...?

What a thought, I drop my gaze on the bye shell in my hand.

Now that I know the bye shells are delicious, I still want to "stick" to them myself.

I haven't broken a claw twig in vain. A little, but I got the hang of it.

This way, it feels more like slipping it out than saying pulling it out, move the tip of the nail twig just a little bit with the principle of this......!

Lumpy.

"Ah! So, I could... Huh!

When I finally see the thick flesh on my face from inside the shell, I accidentally give a voice of joy.

Three times as good as I imagined. I almost shed some touching tears!

Plus, this is longer than what Murasaki-san took out!

Thin and black from the tip of the cream-colored body is slightly stretched and wrapped around the thickness.

I'm not familiar with it, but maybe even a little bit ahead of the shellfish whirlpool, which means it was taken clean?

I just struggled, and I'm impressed.

Anyway...

"Here you go!

"Ah, Kohal, it..."

Murasaki-san was about to say something, but I already had the loot on my cheek then.

And like earlier, I tried to enjoy the elastic touch of teeth in my back teeth, something heterogeneous, mundane texture, late...

……

A very bitter taste came along and I glanced at him.

to, bitter......!

It's the same kind of arr I had when I was little and I ate Samma's halibut by mistake......!

Geez, wrinkles on my face.

Murasaki-san erupted when she saw my bitter shellfish (...) chewed up like that.

"I tried to tell you to leave your tail (...) behind, do you want some water?

"Grunting..."

I said in a cloudy voice, looking at Murasaki's back as he disappeared into the kitchen, "Murasaki, you're a surprisingly good person..." I squeaked.