104 104 Chicken (1/2)

”Did you have a fight with that guy?

Did the sharp tree perceive the subtle distance between the circumference and midday, and he asked me that at lunch.

Thousands of years old and midday, by the way, are non-participating, making it a meal for three men.

”Oh, we had a fight, Fujimiya.”

”No, we didn't have a fight... well, you know, what”

”What's that cloudiness?”

”... well, there's a lot going on and he's just a little conscious”

I couldn't tell you that I slept with the boulder and pushed it down the next day.

When I tell you what's going on without saying anything specific, the tree's gaze stings.

”You, come on, how long have you been here?

”... Shut up”

”Well, Fujimiya seems like a prudent type. I guess we can't approach it until we get certainty.”

”That's what I'm saying.”

Words that don't shy away from the two of us fly in and stab them plain.

I am aware of too much prudence. As Gateside said, I wasn't able to confess until midday found out I liked myself.

Besides, on the other hand, I don't really care because the resentment around me gets horrible. There was also the harm of thinking people are hot here.

”... at least think when I'm a little more than enough to make up for it”

”Fujimiya is more spec-heavy, but humble.”