How to keep distance from a beautiful girl

My "solo sushi" failed due to an encounter with oranges.

At the same time, my orange rim, which was supposed to be completely cut off, has come back a little bit.

But this can't be helped.

Who could have predicted that such a rear charming girl would come to Spinning Sushi by herself and sit next to herself?

That was an accident.

Accidents that cannot be avoided.

That's why I change my mind and eat delicious food by myself today.

This time, the target is here.

"Hey, welcome!

A privately run Tsukemen noodle shop secluded in the downtown area around the station.

The seafood pork boning noodles here are delicious.

The price is slightly higher than 1,000 yen, but it is also a convincing taste.

There is no way that oranges will come to a store like this.

The image is too different, and as far as I know, most regular customers are old.

Pass the food voucher to the store owner for the available counter seat.

Phew, welcome back again, my ordinary routine.

"... aren't you following me?

"... why are you really here..."

It's unusual for me to have a female customer, and I want to hit me a few seconds ago.

Next to me, there was even Rihua Tangerine.

And today, you look more relaxed than ever.

Specifically denim and black shirt.

He looked like a boy.

It's a beautiful girl who doesn't lose any glamour even in this outfit.

Well, it wasn't when I was doing a sober fashion check...

"That's the one you're wearing... Why did you come to this place...."

"How do you put it on even though I was there first? It's inconsistent."

"I know that... What are you doing here today...."

Is that the question again? The seafood pork boning noodles are so delicious that I came to eat them today. "

"No, I suppose not. It's delicious, seafood pork bones...."

No, it's not.

Why are you always with me, this guy...?

As oranges say, it's impossible to think of anything that is being followed.

And I can't wear oranges either.

On the contrary, I thought I wouldn't have to see you here, so I chose the shop.

And yet...

"Hei, wait for the seafood pork bones. Orange-chan often comes, so I'll give you a tasty balls."

"Thank you."

You're a regular...

Besides, even the extra flavored balls that I was wearing the other day...

"Hei, Nanba, thank you all the time. Yes, the flavored balls."

"... cumming"

There is no longer a single possibility.

It's just a coincidence that my orange lifestyle is similar to mine.

That's the only way.

But is that really true?

This is a situation that is far from rear filling, and you encounter it twice in a row.

"... you still look like me."

Soon, an orange voice flashed back into my head.

That line when we had lunch together at the dance floor.

I can't believe I remember that word now... pretending not to hear it.

I suppose so.

There's no way it's similar.

I'm just student A, who spends dark, grey days all the time in a mob.

Orange, on the other hand, is a beautiful girl, has flashy friends, and moreover, it is very hot, just filled with rear.

Nanba, aren't you going to eat?

"... no, I'll eat it."

"If the soup gets cold, it'll be half as delicious."

"I know."

It's impossible that we're alike.

If you think about it a little, you'll see.

Why did Orange say such a thing?

What were you going to do when you told me you were like me?

Hmm, it's still delicious.

"... you look satisfied."

"Yeah, let's do that. I've put on clothes that can be properly dirty, so I feel comfortable eating them."

"Oh, that black shirt, that's what it was for?"

"Of course. That's right, Nanba. Isn't that shirt for noodles?

"... no, it's just plain clothes."

"... I'm really sorry."

"Hey, don't apologize, it makes me sad."

I'm sorry about the dirty personal clothes.