Shin Habara is right in front of me.
I have so much to say, but I don't have a voice. I was just staring straight at Makoto.
"'How have you been?'... I tried to ask you... but you're not fine with that face."
Makoto said, looking complicated. To the words, the bud grenade reacted with a trembling voice.
"Whose fault... thought..."
"... my fault?
Makoto overlaps his voice in a voice full of bud grenades. That's how Makoto had a bitter grin.
"I hurt you by saying the worst, and you still look like that for me?
Makoto's gentle voice melts into the darkness of night. Shin Habara, who thought of the bud grenade, was there and tightened to the point where his heart was cut off.
"... I think about it every day.... even if you know... every day, every day, I've been thinking about Mr. Suhara."
Even though there was nothing I could do to think about it, I always thought about prudence in the corner of my head, even though the past didn't change anything.
I wondered why Shin would still be next to me that day.
I could hurt you again, but I still wanted to see you discreetly.
I've always missed you.
My heart hurts and I almost cry. I knew tears would spill when I leaned down.
"I haven't said anything yet... don't cry"
Makoto told me like I was in trouble and I just sat back a little. It matches the back length of the bud grenade and wipes the tears that follow the bud grenade's cheek.
"I thought I'd never see you again."
That's why I'm happy with this moment now, and even though I don't know why Makoto came to see me, my tears flooded me more and more.
"Yeah.... I was going to"
A mouth peeking out of a brown muffler exhales a white breath. Makoto was still wrapping that muffler around me.
"But after all, there are things you can't stand."
Shin's scent fluttered and tickled his nostrils. Feeling the feeling of being embraced, the warmth you were looking for all over your body, bud grenade tears add mass.
"... you missed me?
The sprouts bury their faces on Shin's shoulders. Maybe again. "Are you satisfied with this? Maybe he just laughs."
Still good. Still, at this moment, I was happy to be held carefully.
I can't speak, and I grip Shin's back instead. Makoto snorted cocky on Shin's shoulder, and Shin laughed cously.
"Me too... I missed you"
Hold me stronger about the bud grenade than I just did, Makoto stroked my bud grenade head.
"I said terrible things, I'm sorry.... Sorry."
It doesn't seem prudent to apologize. "Sorry" for the day I left the bud grenade and the meaning was completely different even though the words were the same.
"I said I didn't like it... I said I'm no different from the other women... it's all my lies.... that everything I'm going to say is true.... Will you still believe my words like this?
Stay in your arms and be asked. Shin's voice echoing in her ear was lovely, and overflowing tears wet Shin's shoulders.
"Believe me, I will. … I want to believe,"
Even if Makoto's words were lies, I wanted to believe every one of them. I wanted to believe it enough to drown.
"Oh well... Good, then."
When I heard the bud grenade reply, Shin's body separated just a little bit.
"Mr. Hagiwara..."
The hand stretched out so tight is tangled in Shin's hand. At the same time, Shin's other hand was touching the bud grenade's cheek.
"... Barca.... let go."
Laughing sparingly, Makoto blocked the mouth of the bud grenade.
The appearance of the bud grenade is covered in the shadow of Shin.
Disturbed hot breath dissolved in cold air and coloured white.
"Phew... ugh... ugh"
Shin's fingers tangle and hold the bud grenade hand strong and strong.
This is the usual way home. All I could think about was Makoto, as much as I forget about that.
"... budding grenade"
The name is spun in Makoto's voice. When I opened my eyes in surprise, I had prudence and eyes that opened only slightly one eye.
"Minotaur... la, sa... ah, wax... eh"
"... and just a little more..."
I can't breathe well, it's painful. But I didn't want to leave, and I cling carefully to accept it all.
I do what I can't and lose my hips as soon as my lips are apart. Supporting such a bud grenade, Makoto was laughing with a troubled face.
"Sorry.... because I always wanted to"
That face seems just a little sorry, not a joke or a lie to tease the bud grenades. That's what I thought Makoto really felt like.
"So much... I can't stop kissing you, I don't want to let you go... You're not supposed to be like all the other women."
Shin combs and kisses the bud grenade's forehead.
"I've always wanted to touch you... but I didn't. I really didn't hesitate to do this, and I thought over and over again."
It's like a lie, this is the truth.
All the lies of prudence flow down. Beautiful memories were fading and I was starting to lay new memories again.
"You don't hate me."
That's been the biggest lie Makoto's been telling since we first met.
"... I like it"
Makes any lie Kasumi, that was Makoto's true feeling.
"Even if I tried to harden it with lies, only this feeling... didn't disappear at all"
Hearing that, the bud grenade suppressed his eyes. I want to stop crying but I can't stop. I have too much to tell you carefully, but my throat is cramped and I still can't speak up.
"Idiot...... Too much crying. If you cry so much, you'll get a look tomorrow... and I'll end up pissed off at Shotaro Gejong."
Makoto's laughter is pleasant to his ears. At the end of his distorted vision, Makoto is sneezing his face and laughing. I wanted to see that face right, and the sprouts wiped my tears over and over again.
"Liars are punished... from... a little... angry, crummy, rusty"
Shin grinned hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
"Hina. But fine.... If I can take it away from you, I'll punish you as many times as I can."
Grabbing the bud grenade arm rubbing his eyes, Makoto peeks into the bud grenade's face. It's resistant to be able to stare at a messed up face, but it doesn't distract me from prudence.
"I'm not telling you to believe it all now... You don't have to believe it. You can keep blaming me for what I've done."
The wound Shin inflicted on the bud grenade is deep. Even if that's a lie, or something Makoto didn't want, the fact remains unshakeable.
The kind words they're telling me now, maybe they're all lies. I can't help being suspicious like that. Makoto Habara has been lying about all that.
"But absolutely... I'll be happiest than anyone else on Holy Night... because I promise"
Makoto is looking straight at the bud grenade. The roaring heartbeat must have been conveyed with caution.
"So give it to me... keep it all"
I can't say from either side. I layered my lips so that I could be attracted.
No matter how many times I lay it down, I wanted to feel more discreet even though it was painful, and the bud grenade clings to Shin's chest.
"... if you want to grip it, over here..."
Unwrapping Shin's hand, which was grasping Shin's chest, Shin tangled his own finger in the bud grenade's finger.
"What do you like... say?
"... I like it"
"Really?"
Makoto is laughing at Couscous for saying that between kisses. That's how I stopped kissing for a little while after making a loud lip noise.
"Hey...... I like it too.... bud grenades"
The glance of the bud grenade intertwines with Shin's.
They called me by name again. It's not my fault. The name I was also called during my earlier kiss. I was so thrilled just to be called to prudence.
"Nah... eh"
"I've always wanted to... call you... No?...... why not"
Shin shrugged happily when he saw the bud grenade reddening his cheeks.
"Just myself... so much room, so much..."
A bud grenade desperate to respond to Makoto's mouth resents Makoto for tearing himself up and even making him smile. But when he heard such a bud grenade crush, Makoto laughed with his nose, "Where is it?"
"At all, I can't afford it.... Don't you get it? I'm not going to be able to go home... really, what should I do?"
Makoto says at his usual rate and resumes a mouthful that is unlikely to end for the time being.
Neither the trick nor the reaction seem to afford it after all. However, Shin's hand felt a little desperate, gripping back to make sure of the bud grenade hand over and over again.
The air outside is cold. It was so hot now, even though it was overflowing with cold air in February.
"I like it...... … Mr. Hagiwara."
I was squealing, like I was floating in a fever. The voice reaches properly and delivers a deep mouthfeel as it responds.
Really, it was like a lie.
The reality I hoped for was spreading in front of me, happy and happy, with a natural smile on my face.
Now that I can interact with Makoto again. That now promised to connect us to the future.
If I opened my eyes thinly, I could see Shin's face kissing me obsessively. If you look across that side, the dark sky is looking down at the bud grenade.
Dark skies that are going to swallow everything.
The starless sky is stained black everywhere. And yet I'm no longer anxious.
What looked like a bud grenade was a beautiful black sky that would never stain anything.