Aren’t You Too Sweet Salt-God Sato-San?

I, Oshio Souta, am a part timer employee at the Cafe Tutujiーー

Though I said that, I don’t get paid—–and even before that, I’m a high school student.

I work at the cafe on weekends and naturally, I attend school on weekdays.

…….Even if my physical condition is very bad due to lack of sleep the day before.

And then even if I end up dozing while being tossed by the hustle and bustle of a lunch break alone in the classroom.

[You are like an akabeko] (T/N : a legendary cow in Japanese folklore who inspired a toy, when the toy is moved, the head thus bobs up and down and side to side. It’s probably referring to how Mc head is bobbing up and down in sleep)

In my slumber, I was suddenly awakened by the sound of my best friend Misono Ren laughing like an idiot.

Apparently I had fallen asleep before I knew it.

[………Oh, Ren. What about the next lesson….?]

[Oi! Stop being a sleepy head. It’s already lunch break]

He took a position on the other side of the desk, taking a bite of the croquette bread he had bought from the store.

…… recollection of the last few minutes is hazy. Seems like I’m dozing for quite a while.

But my sleepiness hasn’t cleared up at all and my head is still foggy as if in a haze.

[Are you still asleep?]

[No, a little more….I’m really tired]

[Wake up, wake up. Why did I have to eat while looking at the man’s sleeping face]

When I was about to take a nap, I was shaken roughly by the shoulder and woke up forcibly.

I know it’s unreasonable of me to ask him to wake me up, but I’m a little annoyed.

[Give me a break. I am sleep deprived]

[Lack of sleep? Did something happen to you that made you stay up late?]

I was so excited to be able to talk to the girl I have a crush on for the first time in a long time that I couldn’t sleep until dawn.

Especially not to the boy in front of me who’s a walking chatterbox.

[It’s nothing. I was just watching itube till late night]

[Ha-ha-ha! You’re such an idiot! Hahahahaha]

He started laughing like an idiot.

……I don’t want to be told that only by you.

Or rather, aren’t you the one who always send me strange itube video links late at night? Do you think you have the right to say that to me?

While thinking that inwardly, I glared at that guy who is laughing like an idiot at myself.

[Hey Souta, should I tell you something which can instantly wake you up?]

[………….if it’s about how to be a youtuber then no.]

[It’s different]

[I don’t need to know about TV drama stories or gravure models too.]

[More than that, open your eyes]

[What is it?]

[Look at the opposite side]

I looked sideways while furrowing my eyebrows.

Then just like he said, my drowsiness was gone in an instant.

The reason is——Satou-san, who is standing beside the window is intently staring at us, who are sitting opposite to her, in the corridor side.

Her gaze was so laser-like that even a flying fly might insta-kill.

[Ah!?]

I turned around my face, my heart almost stopped.

Perhaps finding my flustered expression interesting, Ren twisted his mouth like a demon.

[Did you get awake?]

I turned to face Ren and said in a murderous way,

[S-Since when, since when Sato-san is starting here?]

[Probably around 10 minute I think? She hasn’t moved even a 1mm.]

[10..!?]

Did I really take a nap for 10 minutes while being struck by the murderous gaze?

And Sato-san, why is Sato-san doing that?

[Souta! Did you do something to make Sato-san hate you?]

Ren said while showing a broad grin

At that moment, I felt the blood drain from my body.

[Eh? Why?]

[No I mean you are definitely going to be killed, to anger “salt god Sato san” that much, just what have you done?]

[Lie…….]

Inside of my head turned pure white.

If I had to describe my current state of mind in one word, It feels like it’s the end of the world.

[Sato san has been acting like that continuously, everyone is freaking out wondering when it gonna happen]

I was completely lost in thought and Ren’s voice felt like it’s coming from very far away.

……….after all, the thing that happened yesterday was disgusting for her?

That might be so, taking the girl who doesn’t talk much to the room and going as far as touching hand. I can’t blame her for thinking I’m an animal….

[Hey souta! somehow Sato-san is coming this way ah……wai…..!]

Is this what heaven to hell is all about?

Being able to talk with my crush, I feel like an idiot for being so excited last night……..

[…….uta!……….souta…….hey…….!]

—-Ah, I want to vanish, I want to disappear.

Certainly now that I think about it again, I was creepy yesterday.

Die, should I die? There is no other way than to die……

[Souta-kun!!]

As I was sinking into despair, her voice echoed throughout the classroom.

Returning to myself, I looked up to find Sato-San standing there and looking at me before I could realise it.

For a while deadly silence swoops down the classroom and in the center of the quiet classroom, Sato-san is looking down at me as if she couldn’t see anything else.

With her thin shoulders shaking and her face flushed like an apple—–

[M-M-M-Mine!…can we share Mine id?]

She asked, fumbling exaggeratedly.

[Eh?]

That line caught me completely off guard.

Not only me, everyone in the class was surprised to hear this remark and their eyes rounded in amazement, but the one who was most surprised was me, so much so that I stopped thinking.

To this response, Sato-san said [different….it’s different!] And started giving explanations while gesturing with her hands and feet.

[It’s not like I want to Mine Oshio-kun…..Ah, no! That was rude. I am sorry, it was a lie. I really want to know your MINE…….not!]

[……. Sato-san?]

[Y-You see! I thought I should send you that picture! Yes, that’s right, that picture… You remember it, right?——–]

[Sato-san——]

I don’t know what’s going on, please but calm down..

I was thinking about saying that, but Sato-san, who looked like a locomotive spewing steam out of his face, showed no sign of stopping.

[——That selfie we took last night in Oshio-kun house!]

I felt the air in the classroom froze.

This state of emergency, Sato-san hasn’t realised yet.

Rather, she seems to be patting her chest in relief as if she has spit out something that was troubling her for a long time.

I looked at Ren as if to ask for help.

However he just stared at me and said in amazement,

[Amazing]

I really hate when my best friend is stupid and unpredictable at time like this.

With Sato-san remarks as a trigger, the classmate’s piercing gaze concentrates all at once.

Disregarding my almost teary face, more and more classmates started to join and start a commotion.

[By MINE, does Sato-san also use MINE? How should I say………it’s surprising or rather, why with Oshio-kun……?]

[Don’t you think those two look close? I have never seen Sato san talking to anyone before but…….]

[She also said about selfies and house……]

[…….Perhaps those two are going out?]

Sato-san seemed to be busy blowing out steam and didn’t seem to hear these voices, but I heard them all the same and at moment my face turned red like I was having a fever……

[Sa… Sato-san, you aren’t feeling thirsty?]

I stood up from my chair and strained my voice deliberately.

But on the other hand, Sato-san tilted her head in a cute little animal-like gesture……..

[Oh, not particularly. I am not feeling thirsty. Mo-more than that, what about MINE…..?]

[Okay, but I’m thirsty! Let’s go get some juice, juice!]

[Mine……]

[Shall we go now?]

I ran away from the classroom by forcibly pulling Sato-San, who didn’t understand my intentions so much that I was surprised.

Everyone gazes stabbing my back hurts but there wasn’t much I could do.

I continued down the hallway, turned the corner in front of the central staircase, and went straight down the long corridor that led to the other building.

I let out a deep sigh when I saw that there was no sign of anyone.

[Huff………]

My heart is still pounding.

I was so embarrassed that I almost died.

What excuse will I give to Ren later?

When I was thinking about it.

[……… Oshio-kun………]

A voice came from behind me, sounding as if it was going to disappear at any moment.