Waka Game: I Want to Eat Alfort

"Isn't it impossible to ask us to create original waka poetry?"

Mr. Kubo's classical literature class has an annual assignment. The theme is a love letter. Free-form haiku are allowed.

"If you don't take it seriously, your crush will be identified and your work will be sent to them."
"What, that's brutal."

Takahashi-senpai from my club tells me with a laugh, but this is no joke. For an adolescent, this is a matter of life and death.

"What kind of work did you write, Senpai?"
"I was actually quite confident in it!"

"Lumonde is / the fragile, fading / taste of love."

"Thanks to that, I got a girlfriend and I'm happy."
"Weren't you sent it after being identified?"
"No, I just handed her a value pack and confessed normally."

Is handing someone a value pack a normal confession? Mayumi-senpai, the person in question, is a senior I get along with, but I don't quite understand that part.

"By the way, apparently if it had been Alfort, I would have been rejected."
"But Alfort is delicious, isn't it?"

A few days after that conversation.
My work was sent to Takahashi-senpai. Wait, how did he identify me? That's just wrong.
Senpai burst out laughing.

"Alfort / I want to eat it."

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Lately, I can't get Lumonde out of my head...