"Hima"
"Hima."
"It's Hima."
"I'm doing a hippo."
"Hi-ma's time is painful"
"Himala........................ ha"
I also feel limited to varying the way I say it in my spare time, and I glance at the alarm clock on my pillow. They finally went around seven o'clock at night.
He collapsed on his way home from work and was put in charge of the hospital, hit only the infusion and was sent home, spending three days early on the bed.
I did want a break. I wanted to take the time to use it for stuffed animals and reading.
But I can't do anything without three things: not enough money, not enough energy, not enough strength. I didn't know a holiday that was so long I was tired of sleeping because I couldn't do anything.
All I can do is circle my head. And when it comes to squeezing your head out, it's all about your wallet that's thin on the table.
"What can I do to spend two weeks for two thousand and three hundred yen?"
In July it became necessary to buy work clothes for the summer, and in August the cooler broke. And early in September, we lost money on a massive purchase of stuffed animals.
If it hadn't been for the ducks sleeping in the back of the break-in now, we would have finally been able to afford it.
Even this golden show made me spend 10,000 yen a month, and I am now forced to fight in that half.
"I'm hungry...... Meat, that was delicious."
It makes me feel darker and darker when compared to the current situation and the memories of last weekend's meat festival.
I said I wouldn't join because I couldn't pay for the materials, and Senior Tsuchiya replaced me until my next payday. I didn't want to be in debt, but without that, I guess it would have been about time the autophagy (oatmeal) started due to lack of protein.
"Is that? Is oatmeal a wheat itch? Was it an auto?"
Even in this way, I'm grateful I could have done it. I tried searching while changing the word on my smartphone and finally figured out the answer.
Autophagy.
"It's a convenient time."
Anyone can access this much information. It's amazing to think about it again.
"... these are convenient times"
Because I thought again and came to a conclusion, I couldn't think again.
The time is 7: 00. Mio may be about to be home. Is Tsuchiya working overtime?
"I don't know what to do."
If you don't even think about money, there's only one thing left. I was trying not to think, I can live without thinking, but that I don't want to run away.
"Talk to Mio... Buh!?
Someone like a sister to me. I wondered if that smart guy would give me any advice, and when I was looking at the chat screen, I got a message from that guy and he had a weird voice.
Mr. Mio:
Kiran-chan, are you having dinner?
Matsumoto made something that looks like autumn, so I'll recommend it in the pictures
The photo sent with such a message shows a table lined with colorful plates. Chestnut rice, aubergine miso soup, and.
"Samma......"
I see. He's a leading player in autumn taste. My mother baked it like it was silver and teetering, but the samma in the picture is scorching like a gourmet magazine. Is there any trick?
In the meantime, I have to reply and let my fingers slide on the screen.
Myself:
Thank you, sir.
"... sounds delicious, I should have said about it"
It's annoying, but I don't like it very much, actually.
"But right. Is Mio having dinner with Matsumoto?"
It is not good to give water.
Now that I think about it, I made a lot of noise when I first met him. "Sorry if I was on a date. I'll be right back, so don't worry."
"You can't do that again..."
But then, there's no one I can talk to.
No, there's one person who seems to give me a ride as long as I talk to him.
"... Tsuchiya Senior"
Switch the chat screen.
A conversation history lined up with short interactions, as opposed to Mio with mixed emoticons and stamps.
"Where are you?
"Got it."
"Sorry, I'm lost."
"I'm sorry, this one's sleeping."
"Tell me about the good bakery"
"Charted"
"The typhoon stopped the train, so I'll be late"
"Go home quickly."
Has it been fulfilled or not to plug in the troubled consultation to all this? Do ordinary people like this know right away?
…………
Myself:
Excuse me. I wanted to talk to you. I contacted you.
"... this is how you write business emails"
Senior Matsumoto has been fixed many times when he was in charge of education, and the text has stained his body. But I have no choice but to continue with what I have sent.
Myself:
seniors can't forget that they were made old friends, do you
If you're working overtime, it'll take a while to reply. When I wondered what I had done while I was waiting, I immediately read it.
Tsuchiya Yao Dou:
You mean "capitalist dog"?
"Huh!"
In an unexpected response, the flick input finger stops.
But even if it wasn't unexpected, it wasn't unexpected. Tsuchiya seniors are good at searching because the company has seen them many times.
Myself:
Searched?
Tsuchiya Yao Dou:
I didn't mean to pry, but when I checked in the circle that I made that chamotaurus, it was quick.
Murasaki, right? What is the lord of the circle Purple Workshop?
Myself:
Yes.
Camotaur, I made it.
Tsuchiya Yao Dou:
I knew it.
And the capitalist dog is a member of the circle?
Myself:
Yes, I was wondering for sure because the icons I use are the same
"Purple Workshop." It's a little embarrassing to be called again, it's a handicraft circle I was in charge of.
When I was a freshman in college, I started up with my buddies, and at first it was enough to sell my work at a cultural festival, until by the time I was in third grade, I was called to an event for creators.
I guess it was all her, capitalist dog's plan now that I think about it.
Tsuchiya Yao Dou:
I think I saw the SNS write-up, and it sounds like your neighborhood had a name there.
Myself:
There were a couple of people who said they were fans.
Tsuchiya Yao Dou:
I made it, but it's not good enough to be resold many times more expensively on the Flima app.
Myself:
Looks like it. I personally didn't really care.
Tsuchiya Yao Dou:
The information on the Internet only tells us what's going on around here.
Can I ask you something more?
Myself:
I don't mind, are you going to ask?
"I guess it's easier if we talk."
Betrayal of past friends. Mr. Mio heard that people couldn't believe him because he was betrayed by his best friend back in elementary school. Even though it was Senior Matsumoto who changed that.
I didn't talk to Senior Matsumoto like that because I know the answers I'll get back. When it comes to what to do with past friends, I don't care. That's what you'll say when it's more important to deepen your current friendship.
Maybe you can call it straight to Mr. Mio's house and even serve it as a treat. I think that's the kind of person who might expect too much.
What about Senior Tsuchiya? I think those two have similarities, and will they say the same thing?
"... Huh?
Tsuchiya Yao Dou:
Think whether or not you should forgive
Myself:
Should I forgive you?
Tsuchiya Yao Dou:
Over time, no matter how you excuse me, you did what you did.
It's up to us to decide whether or not to forgive. That's the muscle.
Myself:
Is that so?
Tsuchiya Yao Dou:
So, what happened in college?
As far as you can tell, just say it.
Myself:
I understand, sir.
The beginning really goes hand in hand with college admissions.
It was April five years ago.