Anyway, Yui Yuigahama echoed.
A piece of cherry blossom petals that didn't know where it came from fluttered gently, and fell onto
the parasol in the outdoor seating.Looking around, I couldn't see the cherry blossoms in full bloom,
but the petals floated over like a forgotten thing, like an unforgettable memory.
That's why I thought it was over.
I can't help thinking, it's over.
The end of this season. The end of this time.
Even if I didn't specifically confirm it, I should have known it a long time ago, and summer is coming
soon.
But I just want to enjoy this warm time for a while. This idea may be very headstrong.
No matter how I prayed, time passed by minute by minute, and my position gradually changed.
Therefore, our relationship has gradually changed.
I don't think I am used to these changes yet.
In the new class, I unintentionally accompany others. In the club room, I hesitate every day where I
want to sit. After the club is over, I feel nervous about how to spend my time.
But once these times passed, I was finally able to calm down.
Iroha-chan and I, and Komachi-chan.
I can catch my breath when the three of us are together.
I don't know if it is to let the flow go, or the atmosphere, or the result of our observation and
observation, in short, we often stay together recently.
Therefore, I am more and more familiar with nearby coffee shops and places. This kind of space for
the three of us has become another new place for me.
For example, like today.
We watched the atmosphere, watched our words and actions, and watched him and her leave in
unison.
I stay in a new place that fits my own style.
He and she left first, and the rest of us also left the club room and went to the coffee shop we talked
about earlier. This coffee shop, for the time being, is where I live today.
This coffee shop recommended by Iroha-chan is indeed very fashionable, giving people a sense of
keeping up with the trend.
But because the store is not located on the side of the busy road, the store is filled with a calm
atmosphere. There are not many customers, there should be many people who don't know the
existence of this store. It is a place where people can enjoy quiet time leisurely.
The wooden style decor inside and outside the shop gives a warm feeling and is very suitable for
small talk after school.
And now the season is between spring and summer, and there will be wind blowing through the
open area from time to time, which is really pleasant.
The seats in the open-air area are not all ordinary chairs, there are also cloth chairs for camping...I
don't know what the technical term is, anyway, it is the camping chair! People who feel like outdoor
activities will love this store. In the corner of the wooden wind open-air area, there is firewood for
bonfire, which feels very like that. Speaking of it.
Although he doesn't like outdoor activities at all, I think he shouldn't hate things like bonfires and
camping. After all, he piled up the wood for bonfires before (In Chiba Mura Camp during summer
vacation). He shouldn't hate fireworks either, as long as it's not a crowded place, he should be fine.
He looked very happy last summer.
...I don't know how he will spend this summer.
While I was thinking about these things, Iroha-chan, who was sitting diagonally across from me, took
out the straw from her mouth, place her face in her hand with a bored expression and said:
"I went to say hello to my parents. It seems that the outer moat was filled in smoothly!"[T/N Don't
what moat she is talking about. Well a moat is a hole I guess.]
She fiddled with the straw with her fingertips and turned it around in the cup. This behaviour also
stirred my heart.
I took a sip of blackcurrant orange vanilla tea. My mouth was sour and astringent, and my voice
became quiet and vague.
"Yes, is that so... he and my mother have also met each other..."
After I said this, Isshiki's expression became distorted. She squinted dissatisfiedly, as if staring at him
who was not here.
"Ah? Really? He is really capable..."
"If the outer moat is filled, he will immediately start digging the inner moat. My brother is such a
person."
After Iroha-chan spoke with upset tone, Komachi-chan sitting next to her replied nonchalantly. I
know that Komachi is helping her speak, so I can't do anything but give a wry smile.
Maybe it was Komachi's words that worked, and Isshiki nodded in understanding.
"Ah, it's just human trash."
"It's scum!"
They leaned forward, pointed their fingers and said happily. Because it seemed so funny, I couldn't
help but laugh.
Obviously said people are not here, but they appear in the topic, they really like him. Of course, I
was the same, so I started to chat unconsciously.
"Well, yes, what a scumbag..."
Thinking back to this year, before that and the last month, I mumbled quietly. This sentence sounded
deeper than I thought, so I laughed again.
At this moment, Komachi turned his head to my side and leaned forward more than before.
"Right! He is obviously having a communication disorder, but his mouth feels like it is oiled when
making excuses. He is a taciturn literary bastard!"
Komachi-chan gasped and said in excitement, Iroha-chan and I were overwhelmed by her aura and
couldn't help laughing.
"I didn't talk about this..."
"No, Rice-person, you seem to be very happy..."
Yes, Komachi looks really happy at this time...
I feel a little relieved, which means she likes him so much. But Iroha-chan seemed to be really
shocked by her.
She half-opened her mouth and narrowed her eyes.
Then she nodded again, and whispered, "I'm a senior after all." Then she cleared her throat and
turned to me. Unlike just now, her expression was quite serious.
"Yui-senpai, it's better to think of a way."
Hearing her say so, my face couldn't help showing the wry smile that I had been showing recently.
"Um...but it's not easy. hee-hee."
I was vague, and touched my hair bun.
I use this to fool the past.
But Iroha-chan not only didn't look away, she became more serious.
As if to see through my heart, her usual round and lovely eyes narrowed. Then, she pursed her rosy
lips in dissatisfaction and sighed.
"Furthermore, didn't you also return to the club after you were enlightened."
She waved her finger and said to me like an enlightenment.
Her voice was more serious than I thought, and it was like an older sister's tone, which made me
lower my head in frustration as I listened.
"Well, yes, that's right, it's like this...it is true."
What you said is extremely...I originally planned that, really...
As I said that, I curled up my shoulders and slumped on the table listlessly.
"But once in front of them, I will be at a loss~!"
I scratched my hair and asked myself again with the things I had been thinking about recently.
Is there any way, because I don't know what to do.
I like that person, like her, like that place.
So, I want to stay there forever.
This matter is obviously so simple, yet so difficult.
I was lying on the table like a shortbread when I went out for a walk-in midsummer. I looked up and
found that Iroha-chan was looking down at me with a cold gaze.
Obviously, her mouth hardly moved, but I felt her ruddy lips say, "This person is really
troublesome...", so I was scared to sit up. Iroha-chan can be terrible sometimes... how to put it, I feel
that she is not interested in anything, so mature...
She was taken aback when she saw me, and seemed to have noticed that her current expression was
very bad.
She cleared her throat immediately and concealed it. She put on a cute expression on her face,
touched her chin with her fingers, tilted her head and said,
"Isn't she more motivated to see them crooked in front of her eyes? Only by snatching it from
someone else can you feel that it belongs to you?"
"Scary! This person is terrible!"
Scared me! She put on a lovely expression and said something very incredible! Even though I was so
frightened, Iroha-chan didn't care, she started grinning. This is even more terrifying!
Although it is terrifying, it is also very Iroha's style, which makes me admire from the bottom of my
heart. Well, I was shocked at the same time...
It seemed that I was not the only one who thought so, but Komachi-chan sitting next to her also
looked at Isshiki with beaming eyes.
"Oh~ As expected, Iroha-senpai, scumbag~"
Komachi-chan clapped her hands lightly and whispered happily...This kid is a bit weird indeed...
I really deserve to be brothers and sisters, thinking so, my whole body relaxed a little.
Probably because of this, I couldn't help asking "what do you think as a younger sister" things that I
have always wanted to ask but haven't asked.
"What do you think, Komachi-chan? Your brother is so entangled, wouldn't you be unwilling?"
I also know that this is very cunning to ask, but I still pay attention to the wording, and ask her in the
same way as when I talked about it in a chat.
So Komachi-chan tilted her head and looked at me, then immediately smiled confidently, thrusting
her fists in a victory pose.
"Because it is not directly related to Komachi, I am very welcome! Let each other compete and
choose the best one in the end!"
"This kid is terrible!"
Scared me! She also put on a proud face, as if she had said something very remarkable!
Just when I was shocked, Komachi-chan gave me a handsome smile and gave me a thumbs up. No no
no! You didn't say anything great! What you said is terrible!
Just when I was about to speak, Iroha-chan first made a disgusting voice.
"Wow, rice-person is really scumbag... even I can't stand it..."
Hey... Are you embarrassed to say...? I think you two are very unbearable...
I cast a cold gaze at the two of them, and they looked at each other.
"just kidding."
"Yes, it's a joke♪"
Iroha-chan showed a small smile and shrugged, but Komachi nodded with a smile. Then the two of
them tilted their heads in different directions, and looked up at me with soft eyes.
——'So, what are you going to do?'
Their smiles said so.
I lowered my head, a tired, wry smile appeared on my face.
"Please don't test me like this..."
I sighed deeply tired, Iroha and Komachi looked at each other again and smiled happily.
I have a headache.
I may be being teased by school girls.
But not only that, they may also be very worried about me and cheer for me.
Just because I know this in my heart, I can't get angry or blame.
Mostly, there is no way to give up.
x x x
So, what can I do?
Maybe nothing can be done.
I was thinking about these things while chatting with them, unconsciously, the sunlight shining on
the outdoor seats gradually tilted.
At dusk, the wind direction of the coastal street changes, and the wind blowing has a slight smell of
sea water. But now it still has a sweet aroma.
On the table are savoury Amish pastoral cakes, berry cakes, and classic chocolate cakes.
I, Iroha-chan, and Komachi-chan ordered different cakes and shared them with each other to
supplement the sugar.
As a result, my head and heart that had been thinking gradually calmed down.
However, not only the sweetness, the taste of nuts, the sourness of berries, the bitterness of cocoa
beans, and various flavours have always been in my heart.
The taste and mood are very complicated, and I might show it directly on my face.
Iroha-chan glanced at me, took out the fork from her mouth, waved it around like a baton, and then
talked about the topic just now.
"In my experience, if you worry too much, it will only create distance, but it will make the
relationship alienated. You are obviously worried about being friendly. If you are alienated, won't
the cart before the horse.
"Um... you are right."
I took a bite of the cake, took a sip of vanilla tea and swallowed all my moods, then nodded frankly.
This year, I have been deeply moved by this incident.
I think we probably have always been like this.
Delicate and sensitive.
It is because it is important that I don't want to hurt it, and it is because it is so precious that it will
be cherished like a treasure.
That's why something is wrong.
If one party has concerns, the other party will interpret the true meaning behind this behaviour
without authorization, draw conclusions without authorization, and choose a course that will not
hurt each other.
You will mistakenly think that the other person does not touch yourself because you don't want to
be touched, and gentleness becomes futile.
As I knew this, I couldn't help but tighten my lips.
Seeing my quiet consent, Iroha-chan nodded greatly. Then she leaned forward slightly, supporting
her face with her hand and looking up at me.
"Right?"
She smiled and squinted her eyes with a trace of triumph, and they shone in the setting sun. She
gently stroked her lips with her fingertips, that gesture was full of confidence, and I could not help
but sit up straight, waiting for her next word.
Then, Iroha-chan smiled.
"So, attack even more when embarrassing."
Then she blinked slightly.
Her handsome, fearless, cute and clever smiling face made me fascinated by her.
Ah, ah, really powerful ah ... I wanted to say, issued a silent sigh.
Not just me, but Komachi-chan felt so, let alone sighing, she even started to clap her hands.
"Oh, you deserve to be a love master! Didn't get dumped by Hayama-san in vain! Oh!"
Komachi-chan yelled, and praised Iroha-chan. The praised Iroha-chan raised her hair with her hands
and puffed her chest proudly.
"That's...Huh?"
But she immediately noticed something was wrong, and stared at Komachi-chan instead.
"Hey, why does Rice-person know? Senpai? Is it Senpai? Did the Senpai tell you? Or I kill him."
"No, no, it's not what my brother said. It was mentioned by the head of the class when chatting with
me! That person, likes to talk about things that no one asks~"
"I will kill him."
"Kill it, kill it."
Unlike Komachi-chan, whose voice is full of energy, Iroha-chan's voice is very cold.
I nodded in agreement, but my mind was completely on other things.
Whenever I nodded my head, my eyes would drop and fall to the plate in front of my eyes on the
table.
Half-eaten Amish pastoral cakes are out of shape everywhere. Maybe it is because it is roasted so
fragrant that it will deform so easily.
It should have been a whole circle when it was baked, but when it was delivered to me, it was a
beautiful isosceles triangle.
Now it has become a twisted trapezoid.
The original triangle is completely out of shape.
I can't see the straight lines, no matter which side I trace from, it's crooked, and it breaks in the
middle, and it can't become the shape I painted in my heart.
I tried hard to repair it, but when I touched it with a fork, the pieces would fall and I couldn't get it
back.
"Do you want to attack even more when you are embarrassed..."
I muttered to myself in an almost inaudible voice.
There is neither way to leave nor to give up.
I can't do anything, so what can I do?
I kept thinking, my stomach became hungry and I started craving for sweets.
I picked up the fork and randomly divided the twisted trapezoid into two large pieces.
Then put one of them into your mouth