・青桃
・翻訳機能使用




The hands of the clock are about to pass a day, but the person I loved still hasn't come back




I call him, letting the truth sink in that I don't want to believe: I'm not number one.





桃『...Where is Maro now?』


青『Ah, I'm working overtime right now.』




The faint sound of a woman's high-pitched voice and the sound of skin touching, as if she were at the peak of pleasure, can be heard.





I really wasn't his number one.





桃『[小文字] It's really lame,[/小文字]』


桃『Hey Maro』

青『What's wrong? Is there still something going on?』




桃『I loved it』
桃『Let's break up, I don't want this relationship anymore』



青『Huh?』
青『 What are you talking about? Breaking up is weird.』


桃『I can't bear to live my life pretending to love Maro and accepting all his nasty parts.』
桃『I'm sorry』


青『I can't see the story』


Ignoring that Maro is still talking, I hang up the phone abruptly.





Block him on LINE, delete his contacts, delete all his photos and videos.





Staring at the phone that has been emptied of all my memories with him, I mutter a word.



桃「Bye bye, [漢字]I loved you[/漢字][ふりがな] hate[/ふりがな]」