How to keep distance from a beautiful girl

048 Beautiful girl sinks

Enter the convenience store side road at the east exit of the nearest high school station and walk straight for three minutes.

As I was told, there was my destination.

That's Orange, the exact description of the place.

Single-person yakiniku restaurant "Single-person".

This is an orange shop that I learned about after exchanging information with oranges before.

"Welcome!

I was greeted by the voice of a cheerful lady clerk, and I sat in the seat I saw.

Each seat is equipped with one roaster at a time.

It seems to be a format that can be ordered from a tablet placed on the table.

"Take your time!

The clerk was barely intrusive and didn't seem to care about me at all about the student clothes.

That's right, I understand the feelings of the guests who come to the yakiniku alone.

I ordered the right meat and drink from the tablet, and then white rice, and took a deep breath.

I came here on my way home from school only because I was hungry.

And today, I feel like yakiniku, so let's go to the store recommended by orange, that's all I thought.

So...

"... why are you here?"

The presence of oranges here is a complete miscalculation.

"Well, it's decided to eat yakiniku."

"Well... that's true."

I'm asking you what you know, this guy.

"Eat yakiniku alone. I have no other purpose. So it's no coincidence that I sat in this seat or that oranges are sitting next to each other. This happens to us all the time."

When I said that in a breath, Tangerine opened her eyes and stared at me.

On the other hand, I just watch the sun shake on the roaster.

"... it's barbecue for one person, so I'll eat it for myself."

"Well, that's true."

After a while, meat was brought to me and the orange table.

In contrast to a modest amount of me, oranges line up large amounts of meat around the roasters.

For the first time in this shop, I just baked the meat, imitating what oranges do.

Smoke is sucked in from the ceiling outlet.

The burning sound of meat and the fragrant smell really boosted my appetite, which was not very hungry.

……

While eating the meat, the oranges were silent.

I ate meat silently.

It's only natural because you're alone in yakiniku.

So this isn't just a conversation, it's just two people talking to themselves.

"It's still red, cheeks."

"... it doesn't hurt, like this"

"And with that, you're crying."

Orange shook his shoulders.

I wiped the corner of my eyes and rinsed my nose like I was in a hurry.

"... I just wanted a smoke."

I see.

……

"... Mr. Nanba"

"What is it?"

"... I guess I don't like it after all."

Orange said with a weak voice, almost losing to the sound of the meat burning.

"No, you're a good guy."

"But!... a lot of people don't like talking to me. Even today....."

I felt like I had a shoulder waterfall.

Did you care about such a thing?

I don't care how others look at me.

That was supposed to be the strength of oranges.

"Do you really take their words?

"That's not the only word. Not as bad as you, but I'm also a bad person and have few friends. That's why what they're saying is malicious, it's never out of the question...."

"Surprisingly delicate."

Orange sharpened her lips in a mood, I say.

I put two pieces of meat in my mouth at once and chewed them.

Orange said this store is perfect for when something bad happens.

It has nothing to do with my coming here today, but in other words, Orange feels that the event is a 'nasty thing'.

But oranges aren't the kind of thing that drags vengeance itself.

In other words, there was something else in that interaction that weakened the orange heart.

And apparently, that's what it was.

But are you sure?

"... did he say Ichinose-san? I wonder if he was attracted to my appearance."

"... I don't know. If you're worried, you should have asked him."

"I didn't care at that time. It's too late."