“Thank you for waiting〜! This is the special matcha parfait.”

“T-thank you.”


The matcha parfait placed in front of me was quite large and high quality. I had seen it in pictures, but to be honest, this is more than I expected……

I was now alone at a place called [Nakamuraya Sweets Shop].

This shop is located about 30 minutes by bus from the station.

Therefore, I took off my mask and glasses in the store’s restroom and went into work mode, since I didn’t seem to have to worry about anyone seeing me.

Anyway, why am I here alone in a place like this?

This is what happened after I arrived at Kyoto station–


“–That’s all the precautions. Be back at the hotel by dinner and finish taking roll calls, dismissed !”

Chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter

After the teacher’s attention and greetings, the area becomes noisy.

“What are we going to do?”

“Oh, we’re all going to different places, aren’t we?”

“Ah ! Then, shall we go on our own?”

“Oh, that’s a good idea. That’s fine with Nekura, too, right?


“All right, let’s meet in front of the hotel at 6:00 p.m !”


–That’s what happened.

No, it was not like I was being left out. Yes, this is just individual behavior. I’m not sad about it.

…..I’m sorry I was being left out.


Well, there’s no point in saying that now.

I take out my phone and start the camera.

Snap, snap, snap.

Okay, that’s it.

I open up Twitter and post a tweet with the text [Matcha parfait now].

But still,

“This is bad……..”

As usual, the number of notifications and followers continues to increase steadily.

But the notifications never sound anymore.

Elena told me how to turn off the notifications on line after that. I think she said something urgent…..well, that’s okay.

Regarding the fact that I was misunderstood as a good-looking guy, she said, [It can’t be helped. just give up] Elena told me to give it up, Seki san laughed at me, and I’ve already half given up on it.

Well, let’s just eat the parfait in front of me now.


“–Thank you for the food.”

Well, it was really delicious…….

It’s on a different level from the matcha sweets I usually eat, yeah.

As I’m immersing myself in the afterglow of the parfait in a state of contentment, I hear someone whispering.

Hm? What is it?

“Hey, that’s……”

“Yeah, it’s definitely him. –It’s.”

I wonder if someone famous is coming?

I thought so, and looked around.


The restaurant, which had been empty until a moment ago, was quite crowded.

A-and they are all women…….

W-what is going on?


Suddenly, a voice calls out to me from behind.

I turn around in a hurry and there’s a woman with semi-long brown hair looking at me with a phone in her hand.

“W-what is it?”

Is she a college student?

Looks like she’s an extrovert.

“Ah, excuse me. Are you…..Ryoga sama by any chance?”


“I-I’m sorry if I’m wrong. But this tweet is about the matcha parfait from this store, right?”

The woman showed me her phone, displaying my tweet from a few minutes ago.


Suddenly, I was in a cold sweat.

I have to somehow cover it up !

I rack my brain to come up with an excuse.

“……N-no. Probably not.”

“Eh, b-but, ………”

“A man left the store in a hurry about five minutes ago, so maybe that’s him.”

“I-is that right?”

“Yesa. He said something about [I mistook in-store for to-go]”

“Ah, I see…….”

The brown-haired woman looked at me with half-doubting eyes while saying so.

“I’m going to go now, then.”

“Eh, wait a minute–“

I rush to pay the bill and run out of the store.

Tatta tatta


“Haa……haa….I guess……it’s all right now………”

I put my hands on my knees and catch my breath.

The footsteps I had heard behind me were no longer audible.


But still, it was a real close call.

I never thought they would locate me with a tweet like that……

My heart is still racing, probably because my true identity was about to be revealed.

Well, it was really close.

Well, I managed to fool them and I couldn’t hear the sound of the photo, so I guess I’m okay.

But still, I looked around.

“Where am I……?”

A quiet residential area spreads around.

I decided to walk for the time being.

Tatta tatta

After walking for a while, I hear some voices talking.

This voice sounds like something I’ve heard somewhere……

I turn the corner toward the voice.


“Kyaa !”

“Oh, excuse me. Hm……”

I reflexively apologize to the person I bumped into and turn to look at her.

“N-Nanahoshi san?”


There she was, Nanahoshi Meguri, a member of Try☆Stars.

She was on the ground and looking at me with blank staring eyes.

W-why are you here……?

“Oh my, it’s you, Ryoga kun.”

“M-Maya san !?”

Even Maya san?

W-what’s going on……?

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1 year ago

It’s obvious…. they’re searching for him from what they see in his Twitter account