"Good morning ... that one."
When I entered the office through the back door, the office lights went out.
It is unusual for the manager and Asami to keep the lights on even when they are on the table.
Take out your convenience store uniform from your shoulder bag and change clothes quickly.
Looking at the shift chart on the wall, the manager seemed to be working at night, and Asami was working.
This may not be the case at a convenience store in front of a busy station, but this store can basically be turned by a three-shifter. Rather, the store manager said that if three or more people were put into the same time shift, the surplus would almost disappear.
This means that you will work alone with the person you meet for the first time today. I'm a little nervous.
The office light was probably not turned on, probably because another part-time job, not Asami, had turned off.
Place your finger on the shift table and look for names that appear at the same time. And the name came into my eyes.
`` Kaya Yaguchi ''
that?
There was a sense of discomfort. It may be a sense of incongruity, or a feeling of being seen. It sounds like a name I've heard or seen somewhere.
Same name with celebrity?
When you think about it, no celebrity can come to mind. But for some reason, the sense of sight of this name is stuck in my chest and does not disappear.
As I stared at the shift table while feeling such a haze, the door to the store opened suddenly, and the face of the man came out suddenly.
"I was surprised. What was it?"
"Ah, yes. Nice to meet you, newcomer bytes ..."
He bowed down several times, then looked at a man in a convenience store uniform standing in front of him and tried to introduce himself.
And soon the words disappeared.
That's it. I remembered. There should be a feeling of looking.
The man in front of him blinked a few times before opening his mouth, saying, "Eh!"
"Misaki-chan? Misaki-chan!"
"No, that ..."
"Why this place !? Well, it's been a long time. I just remembered you."
"That ... I'm wrong."
Not a difference. I know, with a slight trembling voice.
"Isn't it wrong? I won't forget the girl I once held"
"...!"
Goose bumps.
That's it. Yaguchi Kaya. A person I lived in for a few days when I was in Ibaraki. Her face is well-formed and she has bright brown hair. His expression is soft and gives a gentle impression to others.
However, I know this person.
He's a funny guy who has dexterous dating with multiple women and doesn't think it's bad. I remember I was just surprised when I saw seven women dating at the same time.
"Well, but didn't you have Misaki's name on the shift today?"
"No, so I ..."
Misaki is a pseudonym. Just named himself. On the contrary, I remember well.
However, once she claims to be Misaki, she can't just say her true name here. As he was in trouble, he was looking back and forth between the floor and Yaguchi, and Asami appeared from behind Yaguchi.
"Yaguchi, how long have you been withdrawn? Sha Yu Chaso will be late if it isn't about to run out of his time card ... what is the situation?"
Yaguchi-san spoke to Asami, who came to the office.
"Asami-chan! I know this girl!"
"Huh? Why?"
"I say Misaki-chan, but I've lived together before ..."
"that!!!"
I shouted almost screaming and interrupted Yaguchi's voice. Both Asami and Yaguchi have rounded eyes.
The body trembles. The heartbeat is also fast. I feel that my breath is a little shallow.
"Hi, because I'm a wrong person ... I say Sayu Ogiwara."
When I say so in a trembling voice, Yaguchi bows her head with a mysterious face.
"No, but when I met before, Misaki-chan certainly hurt!"
Before hearing Yaguchi's words to the end, Asami standing next kicked Yaguchi's shins without mercy.
"I'm against violence! It's sudden!"
"You say Sa Yu Chaso. You're not stupid."
Asami said that in a cold tone and grabbed Yaguchi's shoulder.
"It's been too long to be withdrawn. If it's time to get out, the store manager will be sick of Yaguchi's skipping."
"Hey, hey ... it's good to talk to the newcomer a little bit.
"Noisy! Come out quickly!"
Asami forcibly grabbed Yaguchi's shoulder and pushed hard and pushed him out of the office into the store. And the door is slammed.
After a sigh, Asami looked at me sideways. My gaze shook at me, as if my gaze included "what the hell was that?"
"Ah, that ... Asami ... that, I ..."
I don't even know if I'm trying to make an excuse or say the truth. However, only his mouth moved, saying words to try to get rid of the silence.
My heart is exposed. Breathing becomes more and more shallow.
"That……"
"OK"
"……e?"
When he turned his gaze, which had completely fallen to the floor, to Asami, he stared at my eyes and shook his head.
"Okay, don't force me to talk."
"..."
Asami, who was losing her words, kept her words with a serious face.
"I'd ask if Sha Yu Chaso just wants to talk to me right now, but I can't see it. Her face is pure white."
Asami slowly walks in. He snapped my shoulder and pointed at a nearby pipe chair. It would mean sitting down. I sat on the pipe chair as she intended.
Asami bowed down in front of me and held my hand.
"I don't have to say what I don't want to say to people who don't want to say it now, so if Sayu Chaso wants to tell me, I just have to talk at that time ...?"
“……!
I felt the inside of my eyes getting hotter. Tears accumulate in the corners of the eyes. Since coming to Tokyo, I have become quite a crybaby.
Looking at me, Asami laughed as if she was stunned. And hit my shoulder again.
"Then, I'll come out if I calm down a bit. The time card will be cut off by myself.
"Yeah ... thank you"
"Yaguchi doesn't come out with confidence because I'm thrusting at me."
Asami laughed at her teeth and left the office.
As soon as Asami went out, the tears she had managed to manage broke the corners of the eyes and flowed out. I was completely relaxed.
Why is Mr. Yaguchi in such a place? Even if I happened to be near where I was traveling, I thought it was too low a chance to come across the same workplace. It's fateful and the worst reunion, as if someone would be harassing me.
Asami listened to the conversation a few minutes ago. Asami is a kind and easy-to-understand child, so I was really concerned about it, but I guess she probably learned more from that conversation than I thought. Her kindness, who took care of me after thinking a lot, was salvation. And at the same time, it was really hard.
For the first time I left home, I thought I had a friend who could talk on an equal footing without being overly concerned, but now I'm sure she'll be concerned about Asami. That's too apologetic.
When I noticed, my tears had stopped. However, there is an unpleasant sensation that keeps the area under the stomach cold and painful.
Suddenly, when I saw the clock on the wall, I was already 10 minutes away from work. Asami has already cut the time card. It's not good to get paid when you're not working.
What about Yaguchi? What will happen to his relationship with Asami after this? And ...
Yoshida's face flickers in his brain.
Whether this should be said to Yoshida.
Many things swirl in your brain, but now you have to do the job right in front of you.
He breathed deeply, exhaled, and clapped his cheeks with both hands.
"... OK"
Reopening my spirit, I open the door and go to the store.
"I'm so tired.
"Yeah, good work. Asami, do your best for another 2 hours."
"It's a choro at this time, so he's a hell."
As soon as my work hours were over and I saw my time card cut, Asami smiled and waved her hand. When I turned my hand, Asami nodded and returned to reorder the shelves in the convenience store.
I entered the office and gasped.
After going to the store and starting work, I don't know what kind of feeling Asami pushed, but Mr. Yaguchi never talked about my past. On the contrary, he came casually when I was in trouble at work and told me, "This is what I do."
Asami also had the usual work and the usual mess. As if I had completely forgotten my appearance before going to work, I did not mention a word, and my way of talking to me and my gaze were completely asami.
I wouldn't have been so upset about seeing I was upset and giving gentle words to it. You can be a little awkward.
Asami's attitude was so natural that she felt unnatural.
Nevertheless, the job ended smoothly and almost without stress, despite being lumpy before going to work.
Yaguchi-san may not be touching the past in that state. He who helped him was just good. I had only seen him spending time at home, so it seemed a bit strange to see him work slowly and clear his work.
It may not be necessary to be so desperate. I can imagine a little better in the future.
With that in mind, I finished changing clothes and came out of the back door of the convenience store.
Shortly after exiting the door, a person leaning on a nearby telephone pole jumped into his eyes.
"Oh good work"
"……Is cheers for good work"
Yaguchi-san was playing with his smartphone in front of the pillar.
"I was waiting."
"... for something?"
The feeling that had been positive until just a few seconds ago turned neatly.
It was three hours before Yaguchi went up after work. Did you wait here for three hours or came back when I had time to get up?
Either way, it was a situation with no good feelings.
Seeing my watch, Yaguchi laughed with a spatula.
"I don't need to worry about such a scary face.
"Please stop saying that."
"... It's weird, Misaki-chan, I feel like I was such a child with no resistance at all."
"..."
I was so sorry, my chest hurt.
That's it. By the time I rolled into Yaguchi-san's house, I was already used to that. There is a little time in the middle of the act, and I have been practicing with a feeling that I would like to perform in a comfortable way.
Yaguchi wasn't bad. Rather, I think he has a pretty face and body. So, at that time, I remember thinking, "I'm glad I wasn't a person who doesn't accept physiologically."
"I'm surprised. I'll meet you in this place."
Yaguchi smiles with a smile.
"Is it still rolling into someone's house?"
“…………”
Seeing me answering nothing, Yaguchi smiled and nodded.
"I see. You're still away from home.
"That ... can I go home?"
"That's terrible.
"I don't particularly want to talk."
Saying so concisely, he steps forward to slip through Mr. Yaguchi. I wanted to escape from Yaguchi-san as soon as possible from here.
"Cheap"
However, Yaguchi-san grabs his arm. Her strength was strong for her slender body.
"What is ...?"
"I'm worried about my home now."
"Yes……?"
When asked back, Yaguchi said again, with a fluffy smile.
"So I want to go to the house where Misaki lives now. It's a man's house anyway, so there's no one right now?"
"... What do you do?"
"Just go, just go! I'll talk slowly. I've met again."
Yaguchi smiled like a child with a smile and seemed eerie to my eyes. No matter what you think, it's not a good idea to take them.
"I hate it. I can't call a person without my host's permission."
"So let's get your permission?-There's nothing wrong with you. You just know your contacts."
I am confused by Yaguchi's return.
Do they really say they have no guilt and want to come home? If so, I do not understand the intention more. I don't think there was a bond between me and him so much that I wanted to reminisce with me.
I shake my head. Don't be upset.
"I hate it anyway. I'm going home today ... I'm sorry."
Shake Yaguchi's hand and return the heel. Depart from him quickly.
Then, a slightly larger voice from Yaguchi was heard from behind.
"Let's do this."
I should have just walked away, but I stopped. I look back and look at Mr. Yaguchi.
Yaguchi laughed and smiled.
"If you take me to my house, I will keep my old story with Misaki quietly, both for Asami and for the manager."
I was surprised.
It was an obvious threat. I know in my head that there is no need to work together in such a classic way. But Mr. Yaguchi's words were far enough to make my feelings confusing.
"If you didn't take me ... what would you do?"
When I asked, Yaguchi smiled and shrugged.
"I don't know unless you ask about it."
In his reply, I lost my words.
Asami and the manager talk about me and him. It seemed to mean that the peaceful place finally obtained had collapsed.
Asami may also look down on me if she knows that she has forgiven her body to a stranger and has come this far.
And if the store manager knows about it, they may be able to identify themselves and, in the worst case, be handed over to the police.
When the police get into the situation, Mr. Yoshida will be troubled. That was absolutely disgusting. I'm already giving you more than I can afford, but I'm not forgiven to return it.
I held my fist and took a deep breath to reduce the noise around my stomach.
"... I'm just coming."
As I said, Mr. Yaguchi shone his face vertically and shook his head vertically like a child.
"That's all you need to speak slowly."
"You can contact the host, right?"
"Of course. Don't worry. I'll have time before the person comes home. Employees will not come back yet."
While saying that, Mr. Yaguchi looked down on the screen of his smartphone. I think we are checking the time.
"... If that's the case, a little bit"
"Really! I'm happy!"
"But! Please keep your promises."
"Of course!
Yaguchi is happily smiling. These innocent smiles may seem cute in general, but in the current situation they look crazy in my eyes and I can't even laugh.
Remove the smartphone and open the messaging app.
I opened a chat with Yoshida and started writing messages.
How do you worry the least to tell you?
He immediately came to mind, "I'll take Asami home," but that's a clear lie. If you don't bother lying, you don't have to contact me.
Isn't it bland if I write that I'm a senior at a byte?
I write the text while worried about it.
"From now on, I'll call my senior part-time job to my house. It looks like Yoshida will return before he returns. I'll contact you for the time, but don't worry too much. '
Eventually sent in this text.
Mr. Yoshida may start to worry about what it means to contact me. I'm going to write something that I wouldn't worry about.
Take a deep breath, keep your smartphone in your shoulder bag, and look back at Yaguchi.
"... I'm done, so let's go."
"Oh, it's fast. I'm looking forward to it."
Yaguchi stood up from the telegraph pole leaning down, saying “yes”, approached by a trot, and lined up next to me.
"Connect with your hands?"
"... I hate it."
Yaguchi-san walked cheerfully to the house, and I just went home.