Chapter 8: CH 8

Sitting on a park bench after lunch, I devoured a crepe, not caring that I was wearing a suit.

My junior colleague, Otomizu Otozui, who sat next to me, also exclaimed in admiration, “Mmmm～♪”

After a meeting at a client’s office, Otonzui and I were having a late lunch together.

We had already eaten lunch at a convenience store, but felt it was not enough, so we bought crepes at a nearby store.

Otozui was in a good mood and talked to me.

“Sweets are very special when you eat them after work.”

“I rarely eat crepes, but these are pretty good.”

Perhaps it was because I was extremely hungry, but even after eating a bento, the crepes tasted good.

After all, when you’re tired, you need something sweet.

“Sasamiya-san’s crepes. Looks delicious with lots of fruit.”

Suddenly Otozumi called out to me, and I looked to the side and saw that she had closed the distance between us without me knowing.

Her shoulder was pressed against my arm, so I put some distance between us.

Otozui once again closed the distance.

I couldn’t help it, so I moved a little further away.

But she closed the distance even more.

Judging from Otozui’s glittering eyes, I guessed she was very interested in my crepes.

But …, you really don’t have any shame, do you?

I’d be worried about just sitting on the bench with her.

Well, it was funny that I, as an instructor, should be thinking about such things. …

If I continued, I would fall off the bench, so I decided to proceed with the story.

“You want some?”

“Eh!? Are you sure!”

For some reason, Otozui’s face turned red when I offered her my crepe.

Was she embarrassed at the thought of being thought of as a glutton?

Hmmm.

I couldn’t quite decipher her thought pattern.

“Do you want a bite?”

“But that’s …, no. I’m a little embarrassed to take a bite.”

Otozui bit into a crepe with a small bite, holding her hair back from her ears.

I felt like I was feeding her.

If I were to compare Otozui to an animal, I would say a cat ……? Not a dog …. Hmm, a rabbit.

But maybe I was not a good judge of character, because I get a sense of superiority from these situations.

No, no, no.

Otozui is a very important junior.

I shouldn’t be thinking like this.

I’m not … feeding her now. I’ll have to hold the crepe for her.”.

This was when Otozui glanced up and looked at me.

I didn’t expect her to look at me while she was eating, and I was startled.

Sometimes, Otozui would give me a peculiar look.

She was always so aggressive, but only at times like this did she suddenly become quiet.

I was sure she had no particular intentions, but I would never get used to Otozui’s manner of staring at me, as if she was trying to tell me something.

After eating my crepe, Otozui covered her lips and smiled happily.

“Nfufu ~, Oihi ~ ♪ The sourness and sweetness of the fruit melted together and entered me.~”

“… Good for you.”

I wonder what … is.

Maybe it was because I was scared of Otozui’s gaze, but I felt like I was being eaten.

When I was about to eat the crepe again with a sense of defeat that I couldn’t quite understand, this time Otozui offered me her crepe.

“Ano!”

“Hmm?”

“Would you like some of mine?”

Otozui was eating an unusual crepe filled with sponge dough and strawberries.

Even as a man, I found it intriguing; but I felt uncomfortable eating a dessert that a woman was eating.

“It’s for Otozui. Is it okay if I take a bite?”

Then Otozui looked annoyed and averted her gaze.

“I also … that … I also want you to eat …”

Fumu. …. So you’re returning the favor.

If that’s the case, there’s nothing wrong with that.

I’ve been thinking about her strawberry and sponge crepes, to tell you the truth.

“I’ll take a bite.”

With that, I reached for the crepe.

However, Otozui quickly raised her crepe up.

“No, you can’t. I’ll feed it to Sasamiya-san.”

“… … eh?”

What is this girl saying?

Don’t tell me you’re planning to enjoy by feeding me?

Yes, I understand that sense of superiority. But …….

“Well, you know, Otozui. Even though I’m on break, I’m still working, so I have to appear. ….”

“I was fed a while ago.”

“There’s a difference between a man doing it and a woman doing it.”

“It’s okay. The embarrassment is only momentary. Yes, you’ve lost the argument…♪”

“I don’t.”

I successfully played around and avoided being fed. However, Otozui pouted for a while.

Oh dear, …

I also needed to think of ways to strengthen trust …