"I like you.... only one person likes you."
That was an unquestionable confession this time.
When he told it, he made the bud stand up to face himself with his bud grenade shoulder supported.
"This is what I meant.... it would have been so easy to laugh, wouldn't it?
That's what he says and laughs. I grinned sadly as I tightened my bud grenade heart.
"Liar...... it is. Because Kamiyo-kun said he likes it as much as everyone else. My mistake..."
That's certainly what he said. On that school trip, he did say that to the bud grenade that he was about to notice his feelings.
"Aren't you...?
And the bud grenade also had the same "I want it to be so" look on his face. But now it's time for me not to grant you that bud grenade wish.
"That's what the bud grenades wanted you to say, isn't it?
That was a bud grenade star. The heartbeat of the bud grenade rings loudly with the dokun. He was seeing through the heart of the bud grenade.
"Even then, the bud grenade wanted me to deny it. My favorite person is not you... I like you as a good friend, 'cause I've been waiting for a buddy to say that."
The shoulder of the bud grenade is stretched with power. Back to back with a gentle tone, the power of his hands seemed desperate to indulge in something.
"Even now, buddy wants me to withdraw my confession."
"I don't..."
His face is sore and distorted. Even though I hate myself for making such a face, bud grenades still couldn't even say such simple words, "I'm glad that's not happening".
That's how upset the bud grenades are, and I wanted them to give me time to think of it as a time to calm down, just a little bit. But it's the same thing that I can't afford, maybe I couldn't afford more than a bud grenade.
"In the bud grenade, the answer would be certain, wouldn't it?
"Huh..."
Bud grenades don't know the answer or anything. I don't even know a bud grenade. I decide the answer. When the bud grenade looked up with a crying face, he turned away from such a bud grenade face. I hide my eyelids in the back of my forehead on my nose.
"Don't tell me you don't think anything of me but a friend."
Even if you say that in words, the sound of the shoots sounds like a bud grenade, as I hope you don't even say "don't say". The reason why he says that is because he assumes that he feels like a bud grenade. Still, I would purposefully hope to affirm it from the mouth of the bud grenade, because I sincerely want you to deny it.
So if the bud grenade clearly affirms it, all of the sweet thoughts of the bamboo won't break. If it breaks shattered, it will move forward without any remainder of its heart.
"If the bud grenades say so, they'll give up too.... Then I won't even be disturbed in my head about the bud grenade so much, forget about the bud grenade -"
He stopped speaking immediately after he had spoken of it. Words emotionally spoken without going through the brain hurt the bud grenade relentlessly. Knowing that, he stopped saying things along the way. But the words already released were enough to hurt the bud grenade.
That's what I meant by wanting to forget the sprouts. If you can't answer your feelings, you don't need a bud grenade. I don't even need all the memories with the bud grenade.
I can only tell what he meant by that. Even if that's not what I said, if that's what it sounded like to the bud grenade, it can't be undone.
"... if I remain your friend, I will only be the burden of Kamiyo-kun? Ever, have you?
The eyes of the bud grenade show the face of the wax unchanged. But there were tears accumulating in his eyes, and his eyes were distorted.
"... no"
The voice of the denying is very small. Much of each other's words, thoughts, do not overlap.
I always thought you knew about bud grenades. He said he knew all about bud grenade feelings and would take it all. That was the first promise of bud grenades and bamboo, knowing it was irresponsible sweetness, but bud grenades had the same trust as bamboo grenades.
But as that trust is broken, so are all our feelings for each other, sooo different.
"Kamiyo-kun, who affirms me, isn't there anymore?"
Maybe he wasn't there from the beginning.
That day, the phrase "affirms everything" that he said to me was an irreplaceable and important support for the bud grenade.
But even that may have been the thought of the bud grenade pushing just because he forced him to.
"Bud grenade..."
A handful of pomegranates reaches down into the overhanging bud. But the bud grenade paid for that hand. Only the loud noise of a pungent bud grenade rejecting a swing in the darkness of the night echoes.
"Kamiyo-kun's, idiot..."
That's all the bud grenades say and run out. With all his might to escape, the bud grenade ran down the night lane leading to the house.
He doesn't chase after such bud grenades.
Not even the gaze, not after that.
There was no way I could go after him. The last bud grenade face I saw was wet with tears, because it wasn't anyone's fault that I let the bud grenade look like that.
I didn't want to convey my thoughts in this way.
Beating the pole, a dull pain ran in the left hand of the wax. There was nothing I could do to fill the vortex of regret with pain. I didn't care if my hands got red and swollen.
"... I've decided I want to forget. I don't know what I think... it just hurts you."
I can't cut off my voice, and the spinning words are sad.
The feeling of "likes" of "likes" is so overflowing that it never even communicated well to the bud grenades.
So clumsy thoughts broke as brittle as glass.
"There's no way it's going to be a burden... how can it not be passed on"
Lie down your eyes, and your eyes twinkle with a sense of self-derision.
My mind, which was all empty and misplaced, could only wander away from where I was going.
Gacha
The Nanhara family door opens. It's always a little slower than when the bud grenades come back. Mariko came to the doorstep making the sound of patties and slippers to welcome the bud grenades as usual.
"Welcome back, buddy! Mr. Shigeji is almost done making dinner..."
"I'm sorry, mother. Rice later."
Covered in the delightful voice of Mariko, the bud grenades line up the words pale. I tried to say it with my usual relaxed voice like myself, but my voice shivers.
"Bud Grey?
Again, Mariko realizes that there is something wrong with the bud grenade. With a strange face, Mariko was about to peek into the face of a bud grenade looking down.
But the bud grenade didn't want Mariko or anyone to see her face now, and when she took off her shoes, she ran up the stairs leading to the room leaning down.
Bang.
Turn on the lights in the room and close the door. When I was able to have just one space, I lost all of my shoulder strength as soon as I could.
"... Huh"
Slowly exhaling, the bud grenade sat cheating with his back in the door. The flooring is limp and cold. The more I felt comfortably cold, the hotter my bud grenade body was.
"Ugh, fu......"
I can whimper even though I'm enjoying it. The bud grenade covered his face with both hands and wiped the tears on his cheeks. I couldn't stop crying at all now, even though I rarely shed tears.
That's how sad, hard, and when I think of the face of the cunt, that's all the tears keep overflowing.
I loved it. I trust you so much, and that's why I don't want to be awkward about this.
"... no, Kamiyo-kun"
Having said that, the bud grenade's voice does not reach the jaws. It was only certain that an unbridled distance could be made between the two.
- I like it.
I hear a sound in my head. I'm sure he tried to pass the word on to the bud grenade many times. The meaning of the word, all of it.
Xu has always misled his feelings about bud grenades. That's what I thought, I decided, and the truth is, all the buds made me do that. It was the bud grenade that made him lie.
"... it was my fault"
Sweet as it is sweet to the kindness of the Xu, there is nothing I can give back. I didn't see any of my feelings even though I didn't want to lose them.
On the lips I touched with my fingertips, the fever of the jaw still remains, and the tears keep overflowing.
"... Kamiyo-kun"
My first kiss was wet and painful with tears.