122 120 Stories Real Fireworks Games

"Ha-ha-ha..."

I ran as fast as I could.

To get away from my best friends, don't show up in the eyes of beautiful Sy. Seeing the cowardly part of me, I let the crowd dance into the street.

I was able to distance myself from my best friends with a surprisingly quick move.

"Ha-ha-ha... ha-ha..."

The smiles, the hustle and bustle of the people who enjoy the festivities, the heat of the stalls and the lights flow beside their sights.

The lights on the lantern (penis) appear dazzling, and I almost hold my head by accident.

"What are you doing... me..."

Then we move on to a less popular, darker place.

Then the rough breath and confusion gradually subsided.

Walk alone with a flaming body to calm your high emotions. I remember the look on my best friends' faces when I escaped from Yuki and Koyuki, and my bitter feelings began to flutter.

"Those guys... even I noticed..."

I didn't explain anything, but I was happy with their attitude when they immediately decided it was me and acted on me. Maybe that's adaptability because I've been dealing with my best friends in silver hair girl avatar beforehand at Clan Clan. Still, it was a great pleasure to recognize me as Buddha (two) Shintaro.

I turned my back on those best friends.

"Maybe those guys are turning their minds around to get me and Xi (Akane) together again...? If so, I must apologize for running away..."

The calmer I got, the better the situation has been.

It's not an impossible story, and it's more likely because of the character of Evening Fairy (Yuki) or Shaking Night (Koya). I regret that I should have checked my smartphone at all if I thought I might have heard from you about Sy and the others.

"Then you shouldn't have been so upset..."

Keep talking to yourself as you hear the hustle and bustle of the far-flung festival Kazuko (Yamako).

It was the usual place where nature and feet were headed, organizing their thoughts and emotions in that way.

That's every year, in front of a riverbed staircase looking up at fireworks with my best friends.

When we get here, there are very few people on the street.

That's why we're a little further away from the fireworks, but we can watch them slowly, so we're going to see them here.

Two figures in such an unpopular place.

He stared at me quietly and waited calmly for me.

"Ah..."

I try to speak to two of my best friends, at the usual rate.

But all that came out of my throat (throat) was a small little exhale.

The shame rises from the fact that he just escaped like no other. Along with that, just a few fears.

If you hadn't accepted me as me, what an unlikely thing for these two, but there might be in case.

……

Such thoughts circle through my head, and my voice is fogged to be sucked into the darkness at night.

……

…………

So we walked over silently to each other.

Step by step, step by step, so that we can see the time we've spent together.

And the three of us made it down the stairs.

Stared at each other.

Yuki has a gentle smile as usual, distorting her eyebrows into eight letters just a little sorry.

As usual, the eyeglasses can be lifted quickly and sparingly, but the eyes that look at this one are serious.

We need to talk about something.

Quick, I have to explain.

I have to apologize soon.

Even though all sorts of overflowing emotions are about to spit out of my chest.

Words never came out properly, as if I had caught my throat.

…………

And then a loud noise bursts out with the light as it cuts through our silence.

In response to that sound, I accidentally take my gaze off my best friends and look up.

Fireworks gleaming in the night sky blossomed a breathtaking large circle.

During the middle two years, I was worried about a dizzying and changing relationship, a light that encouraged me not to frustrate (lottery).

When I was in junior high, the battle of taking exams held me back. The brilliance inspired me to decide my path and prepare for study so that I could push our backs.

The same Shizuku (Shizuku) of flames spreads and every grain of them pours down to illuminate us again this year.

My eyes, sucked by the fireworks, accidentally turn toward the stairs by a tiny noise rang from behind.

The two looked up at the fireworks and gently lowered their hips to the steps of the stairs.

And he puts his hands down a few times without uttering a word. There was a space between us just saying to sit here and see.

I calm my hips roughly at the invitation of my best friends.

For what is closer to the presence and breath of the two than just now, it also makes me nervous.

But it was very cozy.

As it were, we didn't say anything to each other for a while.

Just be quiet.

He kept staring at the various fire flowers that struck up into the blue blue sky.

Sometimes powerful, sometimes graceful, sometimes uncut.

I even looked up at the colorful fireworks.

……

Oh, my best friends are so powerful and comforting.

Without any explanation, you're accepting me as me.

He sees fireworks with me as a matter of course, in a stance that is no different from normal years.

That's handsome.

Graceful as fireworks, they envelop me to reassure me.

Compared to that, how shallow I am.

All the time, all the time.

I suspected the two of them so dependable, scared to lose them, and kept hiding my current situation.

What a coward.

I couldn't trust you. I didn't watch the fireworks disappear and scatter, as if to speak for my thoughts.

I regretted it, it was painful.

But still.

I couldn't help but be glad to see the fireworks as they normally do.

Once and for all the kindness of my best friends who prompted me to sit next to them silently.

"Um... sorry..."

I apologized as a number of fireworks set off a flash of raw (blame) and disappeared.

"As a matter of fact... I was on summer vacation and immediately had a sexually transmitted disease..."

My voice really shivers.

"Huh, I've been hiding it from both of us... and when I look like this... I don't know if my attitudes, values, or anything against me will change... but I'm much more anxious."

It's kind of very chatty.

My throat is hot, and my cheeks are hot.

But I wanted to make a firm confession and apologize for doubting my best friends.

"I can't trust you somewhere in my heart... Yes, I've piled it up with you, and I thought something of us might break down... earlier, you know, I ran away..."

Let me be honest with you and I'll apologize again.

"Doubt it, sorry..."

Ha, and a deep sigh fell zero from the two of us.

The exhalation sounds strangely louder than the fireworks launch noise and freaks me out.

I thought I'd let you down...

"Well... well, what can I say after seeing Shintaro do that? I thought so, can I just say?

And Yuki, who laughs like she can't help it.

"Talk fast, say it faster"

Quickly fix glasses at night.

Lightly, really lightly, my best friends embraced my change with nothing to eat face.

"haha......"

There is no such thing.

After all, these two showed me something completely different than the way I was anxious to react.

"Forgive me, I want it. Really, sorry..."

"Shintaro... Okay, so..."

When I beg forgiveness, Yuki says something in a slightly faint tone.

Still, he turned his gaze away again and spoke gently to me with his straight eyes.

"Don't cry?

Huh?

It takes a little while to understand Yuki's words, which leaked by accident.

Am I crying?

No, it shouldn't...

"Damn, you've been crying since we met."

That's what I'm saying, and the wavering night reaches out. And hesitated for a moment, putting the move to rest.

But the next moment, he gently wiped my cheeks.

"You're a crybaby."

Nico's grinning face at night is dazzling.

"Shut up... Oh, I shouldn't have punched you at night."

I'm going to bring out some painful memories from middle school and say, "My forehead still hurts."

"I'm still in uniform. Can't you smell me?

And Yuki breaks in between the night and me, and makes a plain tease of the filth that followed him when Un complained (co) Bai.

"Besides, I'm familiar with Shintaro's crying face. Actually, Shintaro was crying on his way home then, at the intersection, right? It was tough walking in front of you pretending you didn't notice."

Oops.

Unh. (Co) Did he realize that the soaking water was running out of my eyes when he escorted me all the way home to White!

"Ma, quick story. I can't believe Shintaro's crying face now. And sexually transmitted diseases."

"Yes, yes. It's now time for Shintaro to go the diagonal of our imagination and get into a situation where there's no clapping."

Oh, what terrible best friends these guys are.

What the fuck are you crying about, trying to give these guys jito eyes?

But all this time, the sole didn't work, and for some reason, my mouth became loose.

"... Ugh, shut up!

That's how we laughed at each other with Couscous.