Eating my favorite breakfast Oyamakumi 162

There was only one girl who listened to my "dream" story.

Girlfriends also have secrets that they can't tell people, and they haven't told them yet.

One day, when I was reading manga in my girlfriend's room, her mother brought me potato chips and cola.

Do you have a girl you like?

When I was in trouble because I thought I couldn't lie because I got food, my girlfriend got angry and kicked my mother out.

I felt that the profile of the girlfriend at that moment was very cute for some reason, and I lied.

"I don't have a girl I like..."

From that day on, I was able to get along with my girlfriend.

On the way home from school, we meet up and make an appointment to read manga together in her room.

"Mom isn't here today."

Once I go back to my house, I throw away my satchel and go to my girlfriend's house by bicycle.

I was very curious about the continuation of the manga I was reading, so I kept pedaling in a hurry.

I don't remember much after that.

"Don't tell anyone."

I remember saying that very well.

(It doesn't taste like anything...)

Something flowed in, but I remember thinking that way without confirming the secret of the girlfriend.

I saw my girlfriend several times on the train when I was in high school.

There were about three people over there, so I couldn't do anything about it.

I haven't met my girlfriend since then.

In the end, I couldn't hear the secret of my girlfriend, and I haven't talked about the continuation of my dream.

The world is full of kindness and compassion.

I haven't met you yet.