Defeated by the sweet scent of panda-yaki

A good smell is truly unfair. It has enough destructive power to blow away the strength of one's willpower in just a single breath.

For example, when you get off at Okachimachi Station. You go down the stairs, step out onto the street, and walk a little further, and that sweet, gentle, and savory scent drifts over you.

Yes, panda-yaki!

It should always be there, but for some reason, there are only certain days when I notice it. But once I notice it, that's it—there's no escaping it...!

My heart is gently pulled toward that fluffy, sweet scent. Even if I've decided, 'I want to lose weight this summer! I won't buy sweets!', I end up losing if I'm not careful.

The scent of them being freshly baked is just too good.

Before I knew it, five slightly warm pandas were looking at me from inside the paper bag I was holding. They seem to be smiling somewhat apologetically, but you guys are the ones to blame.

Actually, I've eaten them many times, so I know they aren't incredibly delicious. Of course, they aren't bad, but honestly, I think, 'Is this it?'

And yet, I end up buying them again!
Foolish! I never learn! It's force majeure!

I think it's not that I want a freshly baked snack, but that I'm buying that 'Wow!' excitement I feel when my heart is carried away by that scent.

That momentary sense of exhilaration. That moment of relaxation where I can think, 'Maybe today will be a good day.' I feel really happy during that time when I get a gentle feeling along with the slightly sweet scent.

And so, today again, I lost to the panda-yaki in Okachimachi.
But that's fine. In fact, it's better that way.

A smell is truly unfair.
And losing to it is also a little bit happy.

↓ Here is the heavier article that led to the existence of this one lol

↓ Here is the high-energy food-related one