return trip

"Please Ichigo! I really can't find anyone who can help me," Ayako, a classmate, looked at Ichigo pitifully and begged with folded hands. "I want to go on a date with my boyfriend before the end of the vacation. .”

"No." Ichigo sat on the edge of the bed and flatly refused.

"It's very easy, just go in the afternoon, please Ichigo! Well, how about I treat you to dessert another day, it is said that the dessert house at the corner has a new dessert, I promise Ichigo you will like it! Ayako moved to Ichigo's side and sat down next to her, her arms holding her began to shake.

"…yes?"

Seeing that she was loose, Ayako continued to whisper in her ear while the iron was hot, and finally got Ichigo to agree to work part-time for her for an afternoon. Before leaving, she added embarrassingly: "You have to wear a uniform at work, Ichigo...you don't mind Bar?"

"I promised you everything, it's too late to regret it now." Ichigo didn't take the matter of subduing to heart.

"Then I'm leaving," Ayako sent the address to Ichigo's mobile phone, and gave him a thumbs up, "Ichigo, there are many handsome guys in the store, if you are lucky, you can win one at a time." Be handsome!"

Ichigo:  …

In the afternoon of the next day, Ichigo changed into light clothes and went out, followed the address to the cafe where Ayako worked.

She pushed the door open, and the wind chime hanging on the door made a crisp sound. In front of her were waiters in black and white dresses, and the girl closest to her enthusiastically came forward to entertain her.

"No, I was called by Ayako." Ichigo explained.

The girl showed a clear expression, and led Ichigo to the staff room, and introduced as she walked: "Ayako-chan had to ask for leave to go on a date, but the shop has been too busy these two days, so I can only do this, I'm really sorry. "

Ichigo shook his head: "It's okay, please tell me how to do it."

The girl took out the uniform from the cabinet, pointed at the uniform and said with a smile, "First, change into clothes."

……

Although it was summer, the air-conditioning in the cafe was fully turned on, Ichigo silently looked down at his exposed knees, and couldn't help but tugged at the hem of his skirt to lower it.

The girl lightly patted Ichigo on the shoulder, and pointed her eyes towards the corner near the window to indicate to Ichigo: "That guest appointed you."

"Do you still need to specify when ordering?" Ichigo had never heard of it.

The girl showed a puzzled look: "Ordering? This kind of thing is very simple, you don't need to worry about it. Our task is to chat with the customer, just follow the customer's words, it's very simple." She thought a The nurse was worried about personal safety, and encouraged, "The guests who come here are all fine, nothing will happen, don't worry."

The girl explained this to the point, and Ichigo couldn't refuse, for fear of killing the chatter and scaring the guests away.

The legs of the guest by the window are crossed together, with brilliant and neat blond hair, and one hand resting on the armrest of the seat.He is a born clothes hanger, with a tie on his white shirt and a long trench coat hanging down under the sofa chair.At this moment, his five fingers tapped on the table, and his slightly closed eyes slowly opened after Ichigo gradually approached.

"Ichigo, it's really cute to wear like this." Hirako smiled almost to the ear.

Ichigo sat down on the chair opposite him, and just as he sat down, he heard this sentence from him, thinking that maybe the girl told the man her name just now, so he would know her name.

Pingzi waved his hands in front of her, "You're distracted."

"Sorry." Ichigo sat up straight, after all, he was a part-time job, so he couldn't cause any trouble to others.

Hirako put down his hand and quickly pressed Ichigo's wrist, and wrote a few words on her palm with the other hand, and quickly put down her hand before Ichigo had an attack.

Ichigo's palm still had a slight touch, and she was both annoyed and confused facing this smiling man.

"Hirako Mako, my name."

"The first official meeting really shouldn't be too intimate." Hirako pulled back his expression, and his serious look seemed much more pleasing to the eye than before. He waited for Ichigo's face to calm down, and then asked, "Ichigo, I don't have a boyfriend yet. Bar."

Either Hirako didn't talk, or when he talked about topics that would embarrass Ichigo, Ichigo replied with black lines all over his face, "No."

Hirako put his elbows on the table with a happy look, looked closely at Ichigo with his head, and nodded knowingly: "That's true."

Ichigo took a deep breath, resisted the urge to hit him violently, gritted his teeth and said, "If it's okay, let's change the subject, this, place, guest, person."

"It's not cute when you're angry." Pingzi pouted, just as the waiter next to him brought the latte art coffee he ordered earlier, the steam from the coffee formed an invisible separation between them.

Hirako rested his hand on the coffee cup and pushed the coffee in front of Ichigo.Ichigo couldn't figure out what his intention was, and looked down at the milk foam on the coffee in the shape of a strawberry.Pingzi watched her quietly, dipped his hands in the water in the cup and drew a strawberry shape on the table in a counterclockwise direction, and then lazily leaned on the armrest to watch her reaction.

"Are you kidding me?" Ichigo pushed the coffee back just enough to cover his drawing.

"Oh? Ichigo, you know I'm not interested in anything like coffee," Hirako said, "I'll just say it straight, I'm here just to find you."

"Your purpose?" Ichigo asked alertly, usually there is no good in such a situation.

"Purpose," Pingzi played with taste, "There are many purposes, which one do you want to hear?"

"Just tell me all about it."

"The primary purpose is to join us, and the second is... If you don't have a boyfriend, how about me?" Pingzi smiled.

Ichigo automatically filtered out the second half of his sentence, and asked, "Join you?"

Pingzi stood up and leaned over to her ear and said slowly: "The emptiness in your body is going to be out of control."

Ichigo shrank his pupils sharply, turned his head to look at Hirako: "You—?"

"How do I know? I want to ask this. I know everything about you." Pingzi tightened his tie, stood upright with his legs straight, straightened his right arm and took off his trench coat neatly and put it on on the arm.

He stepped forward and stopped next to Ichigo, and the long windbreaker fell on Ichigo's legs immediately. The coldness of his knees was quickly covered by the heat of the man's jacket. Ichigo's mind was stuck for a few seconds, and Hirako left quickly after leaving a word up.

"I forgot to mention, I'm not making a choice for you, I'm notifying you."

Ichigo followed him and almost rushed out, but Hirako disappeared as if he had evaporated from the world.She doesn't remember how she stayed in the cafe all afternoon, only the sunset glow in the evening, the wanderer's meal, the night that finally completely dimmed, and Hirako's words lingering in her ears, Shirasaki's terrifying laughter .

The author has something to say: =-= I originally wanted to write about going to the beach, so let Hirako come out first, and go to the beach another day