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

TL: Listless
Editor: KhanMc

What did you say?

Without wasting a second, Rinka-chan bites down on the word.

[I… I am also using Minsta! Can I follow you?]

…What? I thought it would be a stormy situation, but you’re getting along well.

Despite the strange pressure, I and Rinka-chan exchanged MINE IDs and followed each other on Minsta.

A little after that, Rinka-chan bowed deeply, and,

[See you later!]

Leaving those words, she ran away quickly.

As I was watching her, her hair fluttering with the breeze as she disappeared into the distance, Ren murmured,

[…I see, surprisingly, younger people may also be possible.]

[Huh? Wait, you like Rinka-chan? Was it okay to exchange MINE in the flow?]

[Disgusting virgin.]

Why, and wasn’t you the one who suggested it?

Well, in the end, nothing is going to change.

Even though my first love, which I only experienced once in my life, was cruelly broken, and my mood sank to the depths of hell, my student life continued without a hitch.

Classes are sleepy and boring as usual, classmates are talking about yesterday’s dramas and this week’s manga magazines like always.

And… “Salty Sato-san”, except that she was strangely late this morning, and was spreading her saltiness from the corner of the classroom like always.

One time,

[Hey, Sato-san, why don’t you eat lunch with me today?]

[I’m not in the mood.]

Rejected.

Kumita-kun from the soccer club with his usual cheerfulness and momentum leapt into making an advance on Sato-san but he was rejected so ruthlessly that his casualness felt rather painful.

On another occasion,

[Sato-san! Would you like to exchange MINE with me?]

[I don’t exchange contact info with someone I don’t get along with.]

Ruthless.

It’s only reasonable to say that Tame-kun from the shogi club who approached in a rather straightforward way by summoning his paltry amount of courage was cut down head-on.

Again, on another occasion,

[Sato-san, would also like to go Karaoke after school today?]

[I dislike it.]

Rejected.

Nishikori-kun, a member of the judo club with a slightly strange sense of distance, was rejected quite simply.

Since it’s Sato-san, That “dislike” probably meant [I am bad at singing in front of other people].

The previous two remarks also don’t mean anything, it’s just what the word means. Just the way of saying it is a little… no, completely problematic.

It was lunchtime when I was watching her piling up the corpses of the boys in such a harrowing manner.

[Is it troubling you that much?]

Opposite of the desk.

Ren, finishing his croquette bread, said to me while clearing her both hands.

I hurriedly looked back and after spitting some meaningless words like [ah] and [uh].

[…Is it cowardly?]

I asked timidly. Immediately, Ren said,

[Cowardness, if you have even a shred of male pride left in you, don’t show it.]

[Is it troubling you that much?]

I was once again cut down by an argument and let out a sad [uh….].

[It… It can’t be helped… I was all about Sato-san till yesterday, remember? Changing so suddenly…]

[It’s a man who forces himself to switch. It’s not going to benefit anyone, so just give up, okay Sota?]

Ren points to me while twisting the empty package of croquette bread.

[You know, I don’t care what kind of mistakes people make in their love life, in fact I’d rather they make a lot of mistakes so that I have an opening to take advantage of. Love advice is the easiest way to lose a woman.]

[You… Are you the devil?]

[It doesn’t matter whether I’m the devil or not. Anyways, for the first time in my life, I’m giving you earnest advice because you are my best friend. Forget about Sato-san.]

[……]

Ren is sly.

Even though he knows that if he said it in such a way, I would be troubled. But he still said so purposely.

As if to stop me from making a fool of myself and deepen the wound any further…

[You’re kind…]

[And you’re welcome.]

Then I, in overwhelming sorrow, hesitantly began to eat my lunch, forcing Sato-san out of my mind.

As I repeated such a monotonous task, which was more like just carrying the food to my mouth than eating it, my thoughts began to dive deeper and deeper, and Ren’s voice became more and more distant.

[Well, don’t mind it too much, it was just bad luck this time.]

…Actually, it’s just as Ren said.

It didn’t work this time, that’s the only fact.

I wonder, just what went wrong?

Confession line, way of confession, timing, there are many things to reflect on in this period of time…

[The best thing about love is that it’s best not to stop. If you don’t keep crawling, you’ll soon forget how to walk.]

No, I don’t think it’s such a tricky problem in the first place.

Sato-san was definitely not aware of me as a person of the opposite sex.

Perhaps I got too carried away after going on a date once or twice and asked for advice.

[…Huh? Hey, Sota, Sato-san is coming here… Hey!]

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, it’s too embarrassing. Too embarrassing…

What was I doing with a girl who wasn’t interested in me all this time?

All the lines I have said till now and my conduct so far flashes inside my mind like a revolving lantern.

I’m going to die of rage.

[-ta, Sota…! Hey!]

I’m too embarrassed to tell anyone about this, but I actually had a little bit of a silly thought in the corner of my head, “maybe Sato-san had a thing for me?” But as I thought, it was just me misunderstanding. In the end, I was the only one who got excited.

What else could be so embarrassing…

[…Oshio-kun.]

I was at the bottom of a deep, deep sea of thoughts.

With a surprisingly thin voice, she called my name and I suddenly returned to myself.

I looked up and saw that Ren was looking up at her, his face scrunched up.

That’s right, when I turned around… for some reason, there was Sato-san with crimson cheeks and all fidgety.

[Sa-Sato-san…?]

It’s very difficult to describe in words what I was feeling at that moment.

It was a mess of fear of being talked to by Sato-san, who had rejected me so harshly yesterday, talking to me, and… as pathetic as it may sound, happiness from being talked to by Sato-san who had rejected me so harshly yesterday.

Naturally, my face scrunched up.

[Wh-What’s the matter, Sato-san?]

[That…]

When I mustered all my courage, Sato-san looked embarrassed, wriggling her body and mumbling.

[Th-This!]

Sato-san closed her eyes tightly and held out her smartphone.

I looked at it in fear, wondering what the hell was on it.

[…?!]

I felt as if my heart had been grabbed.

Because if that’s the case——- then what’s the meaning of this, Sato Koharu—— why were the two shots from that night on the screen!

When I froze at the overly irregular situation, Sato-san looked somewhat embarrassed.

[This… Can I post it on Minsta!]

[What?]

A strangely cloudy voice come out. Then,

[Oh… Is the picture bad?]

Sato-san asked with upturned eyes.

…I wonder if I’m slightly laughing right now… Or not, when I look at the expression of Ren who has been silent since earlier, I can easily guess it’s kind of a terrible expression.

[It’s not good after all it’s fine if Oshio-kun dislikes it…]

[Not…! It’s good! Yeah! If that’s what Sato-san wanted to do…]

[Really! I’m glad… because I heard that men aren’t good at such things.]

Whether she knows how I felt or not, Sato-san patted her chest in relief and finally in the end said with a faltering voice,

[I’m looking forward to tomorrow’s date! Then I will MINE you later.]

*Flop* [TN – SFX sound, like someone is flapping something]

Saying only that, She covered her face with the palm of her hands and ran off like a penguin.

Me and Ren were stiff, with our mouth open in disbelief.
From the class,

[They are getting along well today too, aren’t they?]

[Oshio-kun again…]

[Why only Oshio-kun…]

There were voices like this coming half in an amazed voice and half filled with jealousy but…

[…Hey, Sota, that…]

As soon as Ren said something, I slammed my head on the desk like a broken thread powerlessly.

*Thump*

Pain comes with a dull voice. However, I still couldn’t process anything.

[For me, Sato-san is incomprehensible]

Love is a little too difficult for me to understand.

As I felt the pitying gaze of Ren on the back of my head, I wet my desk with my own tears.

♥️

That night, I was lying on my bed in my room, looking at my phone.

What was displayed on the screen was, as usual, a selfie with Oshio-kun.

[Ehehe…]

How much time has passed since I started this, I don’t remember anymore.

Either way, my loose mouth never tightened, and it just keeps getting looser.

T/N : volume 1 has been completed in patreon and also prologue and chapter one part of volume 2 will be updated in patreon soon. You can read ahead anytime by becoming a patreon xd.