Do You Even Need to Secure That Kinda Slot?
Do You Even Need to Secure That Kinda Slot?
Do You Even Need to Secure That Kinda Slot?
By February 17th, at last, I snapped.
Girls who deliberately slurped just two strands of udon, girls who ate a bite-sized cracker in two bites, girls who twirled pasta around on a spoon—watching that kind of thing seriously irritated me.
I heard that in Italy only kids used spoons, and I couldn’t stand that scraping, squeaky sound of metal rubbing when someone did it badly.
I wasn’t saying don’t twirl it. But they didn’t have to use a spoon for it, did they?
While I was venting to Sera, the black-haired girl with a ponytail who was eating with me replied, “Then why don’t you stop?”
That’s right. I was the one who kept doing it without thinking! And that was what irritated me!
After three days I started to get used to the change, and I was living a life that felt like a normal high school girl’s.