"Nice to meet you. I think you heard it from Mr. Aoyama. I'm Hirai. Ah, my last name is 'Kaname'! I'm really sorry I'm late?... Um, Hakamada-kun? Was it?"
Do you say this with a muffled cry? When I saw Hirai-san come out of the break room, I was lightly frozen. Hirai-san was completely different from just now, and smiled at me with a innocent, young face. that……. that's strange."Hakamada-kun?" that's strange. This person just now. You were smoking. You had a really bad look in your eyes. His tone and tone sounded like the leader of some motorcycle gang. The big eyes that used to be slanted droop down. Her tone has no thorns, and her tone of voice is incomparable to what it was earlier. When I first saw her, she seemed intimidating, but she smiled like an innocent angel in front of me. And by the way, she has quite big breasts. This bigness goes beyond "boin" and is in the area of "doin"... No, it doesn't matter...! In other words, what I want to say is that she is a completely different person than she was earlier. No, no, that shouldn't be the case. You know, I often hear about girls having multiple personalities, and when they turn on the switch, their attitudes suddenly change, that's... well, maybe."What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Did Hirai-san realize that I was confused?"Hmm?""Oh no" Even though I was confused, I instantly turned my face away. Because her innocent expression grabbed my strike zone. Wait a minute, Hakamada. Look at me earlier. What is it that makes my heart pound with the pasted smile! Calm down, calm down..."Eh... and, nice to meet you, please.""Yeah, nice to meet you" While pretending to be calm, I briefly exchanged greetings with the mysterious loli busty Hirai-san. From then on, Mr. Hirai never spoke in ladies' terms like when I first saw him. No kicking in the butt. When he talks, he's surprisingly gentle. She was a very cute girl with the smile she sometimes showed. Well, this is a woman's weapon, and I'm sure I'm stuck in that skill. Huh, I wonder what happened just now, a dream? Her first impression faded in me. Even so, you look young. How old are you? Probably twenty years old or so. I'm smoking a cigarette with such a face, the gap is amazing. But she has a cute face...I wonder if she has a boyfriend. You look like you've collected all the tastes of a man like this, there's no way men in the world will leave you alone. for now. Let's exchange contact information later.“Mr. Hirai, you replaced Mr. Takenaka today.”"Yes, that's right. Ah, I'm sorry, I was surprised that you suddenly changed.""Oh, oh. No, no, no?"“I couldn’t miss this Thursday no matter what, so I had Takenaka-kun take my place in a hurry, hehe.” After all, it's definitely better to work with a cute girl than to work with a bastard. First of all, I try to shake the topic somehow in order to open up. Mr. Hirai slowly responds to each word. Aoyama-san said something strange the other day. What, isn't it more normal than I thought? I'm curious about that earlier, but it seems like a girl, and each gesture is soothing, or something."Hey, what? Is that a date with your boyfriend?" When I casually asked Mr. Hirai in front of the register on the other side, he put his hand to his mouth and chuckled."Fufu, that's not true. There's something I definitely want to see on air.""Hmm, is it a drama? Or is it a variety show?""No, it's a late-night anime." Hmm."This week is the final episode, so I can't think of anything other than watching it on air." Late night anime...?"……What's wrong?""Ah, haha, heh, heh, anime?" I was dumbfounded for a moment by an unexpected curveball. I often hear that young people these days like anime. Mr. Hirai likes anime. I changed with Mr. Takenaka to watch anime. It was a great reason if you ask me.“I want to see it on air, isn’t it interesting? What kind of story?” Shall we continue talking for a moment?"It's a pure love story, it's really exciting and exciting, it's the best this season.""Ho..." It's a love thing, it's cute. She's a girl after all. I'm pretty addicted to it, Hirai-san happily introduces me to the anime for a while. I don't understand the story at all, but I forgive her because she's cute."I'm already watchingRollTagiI don't know. The main character's face is seriousbaldnessteethIt's gamoe." Hmm. Seriously. Bald. What happened? Mr. Hirai seems to be having a lot of fun. I've been so obsessed with it since a while ago that I'm just saying weird words. I have no idea what that means, but her face is so lively. Ha--. No way."I feel like I should do more" This is what Aoyama-san was talking about! ?Mr. Hirai looks really happy. No, I'm completely left out. I could only smile wryly at Mr. Hirai, who had a relaxed tone, but apparently something had switched on. After a while, Mr. Hirai suddenly came to his senses and shyly placed his hands behind his head."I'm sorry, I'm so hot, I don't want to be friends with you today." After apologizing to me, she calmed down. surprised. It was exactly as Aoyama-san said. But recently my little sister uses nothing but incomprehensible words, is this unexpectedly normal for children these days? Customers still don't come. It's boring to have nothing to do but have a proper conversation. It's not easy to get paid just for casual conversations.“Does Hakamada-kun have a part-time job outside of this place?” This time Mr. Hirai brought up the topic.“Before, I used to work three jobs, including dispatch, but now it’s just this. Late nights are tough if you don’t get used to them, so I’m thinking about looking for a daytime part-time job
"……Huh……?" I am at a loss for words with a half-smile. What Mr. Hirai said was too incomprehensible. When I asked him what he was talking about. Mr. Hirai, who returned to the counter, was right next to me before I knew it. When you say "nearby", you might think how long it will be. It was really close."Wear!?" I don't know what I was confused about, but it stuck to my waist. Mr. Hirai is staring at me. Or rather, on my arm, mu, mu, mu, mu, mu, mu! It hits my chest, Mr. Hirai! ? What is it? What do you mean! ?"Uh-huh" Open your big eyes and stare. Mr. Hirai didn't move. I'm like a sculpture and can't move. But my chest, um, my chest! It's hitting my right arm...! Mr. Hirai! ! Eh, really this. What is this, what should I do? Are you inviting me? You can't do anything. There are security cameras on the ceiling! ? I want to die because I think I'm soft! !"I've been wondering about it for a long time, but now.""Huh... Huh?" Mr. Hirai finally opened his mouth and
Mr. Hirai held out his hand in front of me and said plainly."Wh..." I was stunned when he asked me to put my hand on his own. take a look? What……. Do you think you can look at me like that? Do you think you can see me? So easy. My feelings of suspicion about Mr. Hirai had already been read by her before I could express them. You know. Absolutely what I thought was impossible. However, I suddenly thought at the same time as I was suspicious. Isn't it a bit strange that you're holding out your hand with such an imposing look on my suspicion? If it's a guy who's lying and lining up bullshit, he should be vaguely deceiving me, and if I provide the evidence, he should be fooling around. But Mr. Hirai. Without doing such a thing, I'm showing off the leeway that I have evidence. Words that are firm and don't make you feel blurry and confident eyes. Between Mr. Hirai's outstretched hand and mine, I felt as if there was a line of demarcation that no one could ever touch... My thro
The scratch marks that were clearly visible on my neck were completely gone the next day.scabscabI didn't see one there. In front of the mirror in my bathroom, I had an irresistibly stupid face, but it couldn't be helped. I certainly saw it with my own eyes. In the restroom of the convenience store, there was a painful scar on my neck, as if I had scratched it with all my strength. I don't know why, but after washing my face this morning, I looked in the mirror to see how it was, and there was no trace of it. It wasn't really swollen or anything like that, nothing. This is ridiculous. It's obviously weird. Or rather, before the scars on my neck disappeared, I had an experience that was hard to describe in words. What was that? For some reason, Hirai-san came halfway through and I was relieved from some unknown pain, but if Hirai-san didn't show up, I would be the same. what happened I didn't think much about it until now, but since I started working part-time at a convenie
29: Anonymous: 05/13 18:34 that is serious 30: Anonymous: 05/13 18:34 I know famous places. It's near a suicide spot. 31: Anonymous: 05/13 18:39 Suicide spot! ? Hey ww 32: Anonymous: 05/13 18:41 I don't want to work part-time at a convenience store like that 33: Anonymous: 05/13 18:42 It's a mess at night, isn't it? Just imagining it ((((;゚Д゚)))) 34: Anonymous: 05/13 18:42 Oi, I looked it up and the hourly wage is pretty good Hey, it's close and I'm thinking of working 35: Anonymous: 05/13 18:42 Brave Descent www 36: Anonymous: 05/13 18:48 >>34 stop 37: Anonymous: 05/13 18:48 >>34 stop it It's not like it's really dangerous there 38: Anonymous: 05/13 18:53 Night shift is boring I'm too busy 39: Anonymous: 05/13 18:54 not in a spiritual sense 40: Anonymous: 05/13 18:55 >>34 That's crazy. You should stop Because it becomes a gathering place for spirits at night. Heck, that place itself has a strong spiritual magnetic field, so if you don't like it, yo
Let's stop... Seeing that far, I clicked the X mark in the upper right corner of the screen and closed the page. It seems that the writing continued after that, but I didn't feel like reading it all. I can't see the faces of the posts on the internet, and I can say whatever I want to say, and I've seen it in the posts, but it's stupid to believe. What do you get when you see that? Turn on the fan, pull one out of the cigarette box on the desk and light it. I wonder if I've become a summer heat exhaustion, but my body hasn't been feeling well lately. Well, since I started the night shift, the day and night are reversed, it's normal to get sick. I'm getting plenty of sleep, but even with that, my whole body feels sluggish. If I go tomorrow, it will be a week since I worked at that convenience store. And finally, the first meeting with the rumored Mr. Takenaka. It's not that I'm nervous, but somehow I'm afraid to meet Mr. Takenaka. I wonder if something will happen during the p
"Well, then. See you later." Mr. Nagase went up, and after that the manager left the store with a somewhat worried look on his face. There were four customers in the store, two uncles with worn-out suits and worn-out faces browsing the magazine corner. An office worker and a young woman in plain clothes go back and forth to the bread and sweets corner with a wallet in hand. Mr. Takenaka stood by at the register on the left near the door, and I said. I was standing at the cash register to the right with both nostrils stuffed with tissues. not embarrassing. Nothing to it. Of course it's decidedly embarrassing. What kind of convenience store has a clerk who stuffs both nostrils with tissues? ...I'm actually here. It's me When I was stopping the bleeding in the back room, for some reason it ended up coming out of the hole that wasn't coming out due to the time difference, and in the end it didn't stop completely and I stuffed both holes with finely shredded tissues. I had to go
rice field. Remain standing. If you're sleeping while standing... I saw something amazing. Should I say dexterity? Without rowing the boat, Mr. Takenaka was sleeping while standing in front of the cash register. What is this person? It has a good sense of stability. I wonder if I should wake him up."Oh" Shake your shoulders a little. Oh... don't wake up. The raccoon dog isn't asleep, are you really falling asleep while standing up? ? No, it's interesting, so leave it as it is. I was a little nervous, but after staring at Mr. Takenaka, I decided to let him take a break. Even guests would wake up. Besides, no matter how much free time you have, how about sleeping during your part-time job? I'll leave it alone Just smoke a cigarette and come back and wake me up, this is it. In return for the door issue earlier. I stepped into the back room, and while I was watching Mr. Takenaka, I sat down on a slightly dirty round chair