Buying a Weeping Girl Under the Wintry Sky, and Making Her Too Happy.

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A Surprise.

“I’m home.”

“Welcome back. We’re going out to eat now.”

“….That’s out of the blue, Kazuya-kun.”

“You don’t like it?’

“…I didn’t say that.”

Is this what you call a tsundere? There was something that made me giggle. ….I wonder if Miyu is a cool type, a devil type, a tsundere, or what on earth she is?

“So where are we going?”

“Hmm? Yeah, I’ve already decided on a restaurant, so you’ll just have to be patient until we get there.”

“…Okay.”

Miyu seems to be slightly unconvinced, but I’ll have to forgive myself for calling it a surprise.

Then Miyu and I left the house and headed for the restaurant I had reserved. I’m really glad I was able to get a reservation on the same day….

“Here we are.”

“…Looks expensive from the looks of it.”

“But, on the contrary. It’s not so expensive that you can’t afford it.”

The restaurant I chose was a trendy little Italian place two stops away by train. The restaurant itself is not very spacious, but it has a Scandinavian style. The interior is a little dimly lit, but the dimness gives the impression of being fashionable. ….No, It’s not good… My vocabulary is too poor. ….Anyway, the lighting is orange, and the tables are all made of wood, so it is dimly lit and stylish.

“Welcome to the restaurant. Do you have a reservation?”

“Yes, We have. By the name of Kuroshima.”

“You must be Kuroshima-san. Please wait a moment. …Yes. The reservation is for two courses of meal A at 19:00, is that correct?”

“Yes.”

“Thank you very much. I will show you your seats.’

The waiter then led us to our seats and when Miyu and I took our seats, the waiter said that he would bring us some cold drinks and left the place.

“Hey, Kazuya-kun.”

“What is it?”

“When did you make the reservations?”

“Today?”

“…What’s really going on out of the blue?”

Hmmm ….I guess I should answer honestly that I wanted to do something lovey-dovey here: …But I don’t want her to think I’m too conscious of such things. …On the other hand, I don’t think it’s the same as saying I’m in the mood…

“….I wanted to.”

“What?”

“We’ve just started dating, so I wanted to do things like something lovers would do!”

“!?”

Oh, GOD …Too embarrassing. ….Huh. ….I was wondering which type of expression I should hold in front of Miyu, but when I looked ahead, I saw that Miyu had turned her head down.

“Miyu?”

“….Wait a moment… Not… now…”

Not now…? What in the world she is referring to with ‘not now’ Maybe she didn’t like these restaurants…? But the last time you went to Saizeriya, she said she liked this kind of atmosphere: …Huh?

“Hey, Miyu. What’s wrong with you, aren’t you red?”

“!?”

Upon closer inspection, Miyu was looking down and I couldn’t see her face, but her ears peeking out of her hair were bright red. As I was thinking this, Miyu looked up, but it was a stunning reddish colour. She also has teary eyes. …Maybe she’s angry? Huh? Why?

“I told you not now….”

“I-I’m sorry. But what happened?”

“…I don’t know.”

“I don’t know…?”

“I don’t know whether to be happy or embarrassed or shy or whatever!”

“Ohh, I see…”

That’s a relief ….I don’t think she was mad at me. …Is she rather pleased with me? I mean, I don’t want her to react that way because it makes me embarrassed too….

“May I bring you some cold water?”

「「!?」」

Now, if you’ll excuse me, the waiter went back. ….How long have they been watching me? ….Let’s stop. This is the kind of thing I shouldn’t think about. Then Miyu and I were having an awkward time with each other, and then the course meal was brought out.

“Thank you for your patience. This is chickpea tomato soup.”

“Thank you.”

What are chickpeas? Does it look like soybeans or something similar? At any rate, I tried to eat it, but it was a bean. Yeah, I guess I can’t do food reportage.

“The sweetness of these chickpeas is complemented by the slight acidity of this tomato soup, which makes it delicious.”

“I-I see…”

That’s awesome, Miyu’s taste…. All I can taste is tomatoes and beans. …But I can tell that it’s delicious, so if I know that much about it that it’s good, it’s not a problem.

Then came the pasta, then the pizza, and finally, when the dessert gelato was served, the course meal was over. Yup. They were all delicious, but that’s all I could tell. Miyu told me what she thought of the food, but I couldn’t understand what she was saying from the middle of the meal, but she sounded so happy that it naturally made me smile.

“Kazuya-kun, thank you for today.”

“Don’t mind.”

“I didn’t expect such a surprise when I got home from work.”

“It makes me happy to hear you say that.”

“I never thought that Kazuya-kun would tell me that he wanted to do something that lovers would do.”

“Is that a bad thing….”

I can’t say, even though I think about it, that she was the one with red-face earlier. If I told her, it might spoil Miyu’s good mood…. I was happy to see Miyu smiling at me, as if she was really happy to see me.

“No, I don’t. I’m rather happy about it.”

“…Okay.”

“So, I really really thank you.”

Miyu then grabbed my hand and we headed back home, I felt so excited that I felt like jumping all the way.