Short-Short Story: "Careless Love" #AmanoWritingClub

I am participating in Mitsuru Amano's "Amano Writing Club"!

Theme: "Careless Love"

-A storm of love is expected today. Those who are married, please be especially careful-
Sae checked her makeup and hairstyle before leaving the house.

Today is the day of her presentation, so she is feeling motivated.

I wonder if this morning's weather forecast will be accurate.
On the news program yesterday, an expert explained how to avoid the storm of love.
If you get caught in a so-called storm of love, you will fall in love with someone, regardless of whether you are single or married.

It is extremely troublesome.

He calls himself an expert, but he says he was struck by a spear of love 10 years ago. At that time, his wife took him to the hospital, and he was able to avoid any major issues.
He said he has been researching it so he never gets hit by a storm of love again.

Treating a spear of love is simple. Well, the actual treatment can probably only be done by a doctor.
Before you meet the person you fall in love with, you just need to pull out the translucent spear that has pierced you. There is one specialized hospital for removing spears of love in every prefecture.

There are few people on the street today. Because of the storm of love, married people are probably all working from home. Perhaps because those 17 and under are barely affected by the storm of love, I saw a few students here and there.

While I was thinking about that, I arrived at the station nearest to my office before I knew it.
The moment I exited the ticket gate, my smartphone's emergency alert beeped.
Everyone is rushing indoors.
As for me, I leisurely tapped my smartphone screen to silence the sound and walked slowly along the road to the office.

Ten years ago, a storm of love attacked my father.
He was working at a construction site and apparently had no choice but to go out.
I will never forget my mother watching him leave with a worried look on her face.
Around that evening, despite our worries, my father returned home with a smile.
With a spear of love stuck in him, snapped in half.
It seems he had snapped it himself the moment it pierced him.
He said he tried it while thinking strongly, very strongly, of my mother and me, and it snapped easily.

He went to the hospital immediately, but the attending physician was surprised, saying this was the first time he had seen such a thing. It seems the removal of the spear was also done smoothly.

That is why, whether it is a spear of love, a spear of affection, or a spear of thought, it doesn't matter if they rain down; there is no problem at all.

Translucent spears with hearts on them rain down. I grab the spears that try to pierce me, one by one, and throw them away.
Finally, one managed to pierce me, but I snapped it in two.

"I will decide my own love for myself!"
This is my strong resolve. That is all.

Afterword

It's the kind of story that says, "I decide my own path!"

Thank you for reading!
I share things I feel and events from my daily life as stories.
See you again next time (^^)