"Murasaki"
"Yes."
"... while watching the duck"
"Okay."
Does that mean I've taken enough pictures already? Murasaki, next door to the right, has his camera around his neck, staring at the herd of ducks swimming in the pond with a close eye. Its appearance and tricks do not fit the look of an adult, as if it were suitable for a small body. Honestly, I'm still confused because I didn't think the woman I fall in love with was this type.
But this is the fixed position. There's Murasaki at the desk to the right, a silent tapping of the computer landscape. I also look at the computer in front of me and talk everyday without looking at each other. That's the "fixed position" between me and Murasaki.
If you want to talk, this is good.
So Murasaki, I'm talking to you.
"Yes."
I don't have standing up as a man when I seem to be coming this far and butting in. As for what I'm unfamiliar with, I say spa.
I think I fell in love with you.
Being free between, a few seconds.
"Really?"
Light.
I feel strange to face each other now with this flow, and I am pointing towards the pond, but I have reacted more saggily than I thought. If you think about it, you look cute just because you're a child face, so do you get used to this? What is the meaning of calling Matthieu just in case.
But he stepped out. But he's lucky to move on. Say what you say. That's all.
"At first, honestly, I felt like this guy. I don't know what to think, I don't know what to say."
"Yes."
"But if you think about it a lot, Murasaki will think about it. I saw more people than I did, and I thought about it."
"Really?"
"How so. But humans, it's hard for you to understand that? I wish I was in a position to figure it out. I mean, that's what happened while I was there."
It's time to get fuzzy. I'm not saying it in a nasty mood, but it's impossible to keep saying things I'm not used to while staring at the pond for a long time.
At such a critical time, Murasaki finally reacted.
"So, the"
"Ooh."
"Specifically, how?"
"Specifically."
"Yes."
It was a natural question. The only confession I like is the one that's halfway there. I know that's the key because I like it, why I want it, if I want to date you, if I want to get married.
If that's the case, the answer is settled. Though men get out big, I can't help but lie here, if you think in relation to Murasaki. If you say what Murasaki and I are doing is the most fun.
"I want you to keep eating with me."
"When shall we do next?"
"... after this, are you free?
"I'm free."
"Then after this..."
"Okay."
Is this a success? I can't see my face anymore.
If you put it in the store, you'll be facing each other, so that's where you'll see the reaction. We'll figure it out by then.
"It's noon, dinner, let's go."
"I'm coming."
"At the usual curry shop, right?
"The usual..."
"I don't know how many curries I'm going to have today."
Me and Murasaki's destination, a mysterious curry shop whose name has changed every time I go. The last time I went, the long review Murasaki wrote should have been the name of the store as it was. It's been a little while since, and it's not surprising that it's changed again.
I don't know if I can have a conversation naturally. It was only when it was like now that I appreciated the existence of such an understandable and topical store.
"The usual..."
"Hmm, don't you feel well?
Murasaki's voice, which is not very bright, stops his rising back. I chose the usual store because Murasaki feels as usual, but would it have been better to have a special store?
"It's Saturday, right?"
"Saya."
"When I go to Saturday, there's always that clerk, right?"
"Oh, you're that apron sister"
"Yes."
A powerful clerk under the edge who supports the manager from the shadows changing the name of the store. Because the company often goes on holiday days, we often go on Saturday and Sunday holidays - once a month on Saturday holidays - and at that time we are a little face-to-face.
"Sometimes it's not like Sunday, but it's like Saturday..."
"... then today, I'd like another store"
It's awkward to see someone you know in this stream. Is that what this is about?
I'm not forcing you to go at all.
"Do you want to go somewhere else? Meat or fish, which one?
"Either way"
Then it's meat, as usual. Because of this, I want to use something.
"There's a duck over there."
"Yes."
"There's melon bread here."
"Where is it"
"No, this is from the convenience store"
"No priceless bitches."
I don't think so.
When I heard about the attempted kidnapping, I bought it at the convenience store next to the altercation, thinking I might actually feed the ducks. Trying this kind of play is not a bad day on these days.
"Tear this up and throw it in, and if the male duck eats it, if the female duck eats it with meat, make it a fish"
"Melon bread on ducks......"
Soft "A little bit, a little bit inside"
"I see."
"All right. Let's go!
The fragments of bread depicting the parabola fell into the pond while being flushed by the wind. From the connection of the duck we have only a little distance, but we seem to have noticed the presence and head towards it. I was just wondering if it was apparently the brown females that were ahead of me.
The bread disappeared.
"... you've been dragged underwater"
"Without?
"Probably..."
Where Murasaki was about to say, I saw a dark green head coming out of the water small.
"Turtles."
"You're a turtle"
"Turtles eat bread..."
"Now turtle, do you know if it's a male or a female?
I don't get it.
"... throw it again"
"I thought I should stop doing that."
"Without"
"Turtles eat bread, but they're not very good for their health,"
"I see."
"Park creatures continue to die prematurely from overeating bread," he said.
Then there will be no battle.
Was there any food that wasn't meat or fish? Think about it that way, there's only one thing I can think of.
"Murasaki"
"Yes."
"What's a delicious melon bread store near here?
"There's one opposite the station."
Do you want to go there?
"I'm coming."
Rise from the edge of the pond and walk out to the left, away from the station, in the opposite direction from the road you came from. Murasaki's footsteps following from behind are a little early because of his stride.
A generation of big hits. Though it wasn't as hot a development or as dramatic as I thought.
This is it, not bad.
"... I wonder where you're going"
"In time, is it lunch?"
When Mio and I got back from the altercation, I saw Toya and Murasaki just about to leave. Mr. Mio, who hastily hides in the shadows and drops off his hindsight, is harrassed as if about himself.
"Destination, this isn't the curry shop we were talking about before, is it?
"Is there something there?
"Kira-chan, it seems like the clerk there used to wonder if he looked good with the dirt shop..."
Success or failure, it's certainly not the place to go at this time. But apparently, he's worried.
"If you're going to do that, you should head to the station. We're walking in the opposite direction, so we'll be fine."
"Yes...... So, which one? Success or failure?
"I'm sure you'll find that out later, but perhaps."
"Probably?"
Let the breathtaking Mio point to Murasaki. Mr. Mio, who had been tilting his neck for a while, but held hands together with his mouth as his skill had gone.
"Don't you worry about anything?"
"Looks like it."
Murasaki, whose ears are so red, is walking half a step behind Tsuchiya.