How to keep distance from a beautiful girl

The bus was dropped off at the rotary in front of the station, and we were all disbanded.

It seems that the neighborhood is already completely dark and not many students stop by.

The one who goes to the station, the one who walks home, each gets his way home.

I broke up with Kyuya and walked away.

Next door is a friend who is close to home.

Of course, it's Rika Orange.

……

……

We haven't had a word of conversation since we left the aquarium.

What should I say with what face?

I don't know, and all I can do is keep my mouth shut all the time.

I had a line of defense.

If you are to be rejected one day, you should stay away from it.

If you lose your freedom, you don't have to make friends.

That's how I decided not to look for someone who would still be my friend.

I thought that was good, and I didn't think there was anyone like that except Kyuya.

I didn't want to go out of my way to look for it, even if it was there.

Rihua Tangerine appeared there.

Orange said.

He wants to be my friend.

I want you to make friends.

That time, I cried.

100 percent, I cried with joy.

What a simple one.

After all, I was looking for someone like that.

That's what I wanted you to say.

This stance doesn't have to change, but I'm glad to see someone who'll accept me on top of it.

Before I could say anything, I wanted to thank you.

You were there for me when I cried, you were there for me when I called you, and now you're on your side.

"... you know..."

"Um...."

The voices overlap.

Orange shook her head with a reassuring face and urged me to continue.

"... I'm sorry, today."

"What's wrong with you?

"... well, what is it? You got me in trouble, right? You're crying on your own..."

"I'm in trouble, but I don't remember being told I'm sorry. It was my will to be with you when you cried."

"Well, that's fine with me....."

Orange was smiling at me when I was stuck in words.

"... thank you for everything."

"A lot?

"Yes, it's a lot. Very well, there it is."

Er...

Er, no.

I laughed at the unusual orange childish reaction.

We walked side-by-side in the evening, saying goodbye.

If someone you don't know sees, it must be a creepy sight.

"... I've made up my mind."

"What did you decide?

"I don't care about rumors or bad publicity anymore. Do what you really want to do, but if there's anyone coming, don't refuse, I'll go out with them."

"... is that so?"

"Probably a lot of people are going away, but I don't mind. I have Kyuya and Orange, and they left, and that's me. That's why it's okay."

"Fufu. I don't know if it's kind of positive or backward."

Orange seemed happy.

That reaction makes me kind of happy, too.

"But I think it's nice. It sounds like Nanba, but I'm relaxing."

"Well, it's not a big deal just to change my mind."

"I think it's the most important thing to be willing, but nothing."

"You talk like a grandmother."

"Oh, that's terrible!

"No, in a good way? Old woman in a good way."

"In a good way, you think everything is forgiven."

"That's a good point."

"... Nanba is in a bad way."

Orange that shrinks in stride.

Looking back lightly, I slow down walking too.

"... I'm hungry"

"Me too."

"I want something delicious."

"Speaking of delicious things....."

"... yakiniku?

No, it's orange food.

"Eh. Why are you on such a day...."

"What do you owe me for lightning?

"Ugh... that's a bad idea."

"Please, I want to eat today."

"... I got it, I got it."

We lay down again and walked slowly.

Orange, which seemed dissatisfied, soon returned to its soft expression.

Please help me buy it.

"Of course."

"What are the menu requests?

"Eh, do you have a request?

"If you can make it."

"Seriously? I'll take it a little seriously."

"Don't expect too much."

"No, you'll expect it. It was so delicious."

"Pressure."

"Pressure makes people stronger."

"Even if you tell me you don't have a lot of pressure."

"Hey, there."

My mind is light.

I feel comfortable.

It was definitely thanks to oranges that I felt this way.

"Ah"

"Nh, what's wrong?

"No, I thought you didn't say something."

"... what is it?

"Thank you, orange."

"... no, I'm a friend."

That's my friend.

"I'll be right back."

The oranges look at us with their gaze.

To get away from that gaze, I walked faster again so I couldn't see the smelly face.