1 Saturday | Polar Bear (Carbonated) x Wind-blown (June Sleep-talking)

"Buy me some strong carbonated ramune, darling♡"

Ever since I graduated from a local university, I have been in a long-distance relationship with him.
Lately, I have been thinking about bringing that distance to a progressive end.
One night, after we had a trivial argument about the future and days of not seeing each other continued,
somewhere between dream and reality, I apparently said exactly that over the phone.
It is vaguely nonsensical. It can't be helped; it is, after all, a lucid 'June sleep-talk'.

Time is nothing more than a variable interval connecting two arbitrary points.
Wednesday is Thursday, where I suppress the urge to go see him right now and somehow fake it through a video call.
Once the Friday sunset sinks below the horizon, it will be clear tomorrow, Saturday.
With the introduction of a five-day workweek, borrowing worldviews is easy, isn't it?

A backpack stuffed with snacks is also waiting.
Wake up really early and come see me. Let's put on our backpacks and go for a walk.
The blue carbonated water with its fizzing bubbles brings a refreshing breeze and seems like it will become a touch of coolness bursting into the heavy June sky.
Fizz fizz, fizz fizz, fizz fizz fizz

At that time, I was inside a dream like a sugar cube.
So, that sugary voice is definitely not my will. It's just sleep-talking.
That ♡ is absolutely not mine. ...Who is it, adding it on their own?
I couldn't possibly say something like that out of embarrassment. As for 'darling,' I should just leave that to Jitterin'Jinn, really. ...Though I'll keep it a secret that my cheeks are fizzing a little bit.

But, you know.
I don't know any fairy tales where the distance of not being able to meet makes two people stronger.
Next Saturday. Let's try being really clingy for a change.

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"Buy me some strong carbonated ramune, darling♡"

For a while, I couldn't believe that sigh of hers over the phone.
It was half a tone sweeter than usual, and just a little bit childish.
Was it a mirage from a distant city? A dream or reality, a bug, or perhaps there's a slight chance it was a projection of my own deep-seated desires.
Or perhaps... her true feelings accidentally slipped out.

The depths of my chest rippled like blue carbonation, and I couldn't sleep.
That half-tone tempo looped in the back of my ears, and before I knew it, I was standing at a convenience store before dawn.
As a result of searching for 'blue carbonation' with a sleepy head, what remained in my hand was—
for some reason, a pack of 'blue AA' batteries. Uh, is this Evolta?

Last weekend, our moods were slightly out of sync regarding the topic of the future, so we didn't spend it together.
So, being pushed around by you like this must be due to Miki-deficiency.
The two weeks without you stretch out like eternity. Let alone a future without Miki.

Treatment for essential element deficiency requires regular intake, the AI stated inorganically.
The AI continued, pointing out a significant lack of face-to-face contact as a cause for the onset.
The treatment plan is QD intake of Miki components. However, it was noted that online contact is not recognized as having an effect as an alternative therapy.
In other words, it is a severe and terminal case of Miki Syndrome.
A complete cure is no longer possible, but remission is possible through a review of lifestyle habits and daily component replenishment.
As soon as the sun rises, I'll go to the city where Miki is waiting. I'll buy some real ramune.

Thinking of such a future, the carbonation deep in my chest fizzed and popped. Along with the blue scent of ramune.

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