Afternoon. When 3–4 of us get together, the chatter never stops.
Topics spin round and round, faster and faster, hopping from one to the next.
“Hey, you love sweets, right?”
Some love everything, some have their favorites.
Special occasions, going home to parents—whatever sets the mood and makes it taste even better.
“Hey hey, I love gummies!”
Hard ones, gummy bears, fizzy ones—but the ninja-shaped ones are the best.
Chocolate too.
Convenience store chocolates are fun to swap with friends,
but a little pricey chocolate from the department store, a treat just for me, is the best.
The feeling of having it all to yourself, that’s the best part.
Ice cream, cakes, wafers, Kobe pudding, Yoku Moku from gifts at home.
Tsubuan from Gozasoro, Manneken waffles, Jagariko, Kinoko no Yama, Toppo.
Taiyaki head first, dorayaki peeling top and bottom with both hands—
“Right?!” “Non-stop!” we laugh.
All sweets, but… where even are we?
Seasonal, over-the-top topping, look at this voluminous—me!
Me! Look! Look! Hamburger.