My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 292 The Taste of Childhood?
"Could you ask Miyamura tonight when he wants to confess his feelings?" Takagi blinked her big eyes at him.

"Isn't this inappropriate...?" Nishikata's ears began to turn red, and he hesitated.

“Just mention it casually,” Ayumi Ajitani said, raising her index finger in agreement.

"..."

After hesitating for a long time, Nishikata silently nodded in agreement. He was just as concerned about this issue as the other two.

Moreover, if Miyamura succeeds in confessing his feelings, he can learn from her experience.

"welcome."

The three entered the swimwear store first. The sales clerk, who was reclining in a wicker chair, immediately noticed them and stood up to walk over to them.
"We have all kinds of styles available, and you can try them on."

"Um..." Ayumi Ajitani paused, "Can we choose ourselves?"

"No problem, just call me if you need anything." The shop assistant smiled, then went back to lie down on the wicker chair, keeping a close eye on the group out of the corner of his eye.

The two, who were lagging behind, pushed open the glass door with seashell wind chimes hanging on it, and a cold air mixed with the sweet smell of sunscreen hit them.

The shop, about 30 square meters in size, was crammed with iron shelves, densely covered with fluorescent swimsuits, and the plastic packaging reflected a glaring light under the fluorescent lights.

He saw that Nishikata had already found a seat and sat down casually, and he wanted to go over and join him, but then he remembered that he had just promised Shoko that he would accompany her to pick out swimsuits, so he could only stop himself.

"Tsuna, you can go now. I've changed my mind. I want to keep the swimsuit a secret for now. I'll give you a surprise this afternoon." Shoko understood his meaning and let go of his hand.

Without giving him a chance to hesitate, Shoko took the lead and walked to the two people who were choosing swimsuits.

Seeing this, Tsuna didn't know what to say, so he sat down next to Nishikata and, after a few simple words, started scrolling through the content on his phone with him.

Like Tsuna, he also brought his school swimsuit.

The three girls searched the 30-square-meter shop three times, opened and closed the curtain in the fitting room more than ten times, and compared the fluorescent pink ruffled style and the pure black tie-up style in front of the mirror several times.

Finally, they managed to choose their respective styles only after being urged by the shop assistant.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, let's go back." Ayumi Ajitani waved the logo bag she was carrying at the two of them.

They spent over thirty minutes choosing between three swimsuits. Tsuna and Nishikata had gotten used to it over the past two years, so they simply nodded and got up to leave.

As soon as the glass door was pushed open, a hot wind carrying sand rushed into my nostrils, like being splashed in the face with a bucket of seawater that had been heated to 60 degrees Celsius.

The convenience store sign, three meters away, twisted into a melted gummy candy in the asphalt-smelling air.

Shoko pulled her foot back after she had just lifted it out, as if she was giving herself a pep talk before stepping into the sunlight.

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"Grandma, I'm back!"

"Your grandma is preparing lunch in the kitchen," a deep voice reached the ears of the five people inside the house.

A-Gang looked in the direction of the sound and saw an old man sitting in a rattan chair, fanning himself with a small plastic fan. His dark face was deeply lined with wrinkles, and his thin frame was wrapped in a faded coarse cloth shirt.

“Grandpa!” Ayumi Ajitani excitedly walked up to the old man.

The old man chuckled and fanned Ayumi Azumi with a fan, saying, "Why are you even thinner than before?"

Hearing the old man's distressed words, Ayumi Ajitani, carrying a plastic bag, playfully twirled in front of him:
"Grandpa, this is called slim, where is it thin? I'm considered slightly chubby in my class at school."

The old man didn't understand what she meant by "slender." He was thinking about how he would fatten her up in the next few days, and after asking a few questions, he looked at the people standing to the side. This time, Ayumi Ajitani was smarter and spoke up before the old man could ask, "Grandpa, don't worry, I didn't have a boyfriend in high school."

The old man swallowed the words that were about to come out, and then Ajitani Ayumi introduced him to the others.

"Your grandma cut you a watermelon, it's in the fridge. Go get it and eat it to cool off. The food will be ready soon." The old woman told them not to be shy and to find a seat.

Ayumi Ajitani didn't hesitate. She turned around and went to the refrigerator in the restaurant to take out the sliced ​​watermelon and distributed it to the group. "Don't be shy, help yourselves. There's plenty of watermelon."

The ceiling fan creaked as it whirred, causing the plastic bag handle to sway slightly and casting a trembling shadow on the corner of the table.

Nishikata took the watermelon and took a bite with great anticipation. The moment his teeth sank into the chilled watermelon, his mouth was suddenly filled with the taste of garlic.

Shoko and the others also looked puzzled; this garlic-scented watermelon wasn't exactly inedible, it was just very strange...

A-Tsuna said it was a classic; the garlic-flavored watermelon even helped him recall a bit of his past life, making it truly a classic.

Until Ayumi Ajitani picked up a piece, took a bite, and immediately bared her teeth, unable to accept the taste at all, she shouted directly towards the kitchen:
"Grandma! Did you use the same knife you used to cut garlic to cut the watermelon again?!"

However, because the range hood in the kitchen was making a squeaking noise, the old man seemed not to hear it.

"I'll go to the kitchen and help Grandma Acigu."

"No need, no need, it will be ready to eat soon." Grandpa Acigu waved his hand while fanning himself.

"It's okay, I don't have anything to do right now." Shoko suppressed the strange taste in her mouth, finished the slice of chilled watermelon in a few bites, and got up to walk towards the kitchen.

Seeing this, Takagi quickly finished his task, said goodbye to the old man, and got up to follow Shoko.

Ayumi Ajitani also wanted to go, but the old man stopped her and made her stay, chatting about her time at school.

Nishikata felt uneasy listening to the two chatting, while Tsuna quietly looked around the room.

He had already checked when he went to the restroom; the kitchen could only fit about three people at most, so if he went in, he would only make things worse…

Before long, the food was served. After washing their hands, the group sat around the table and, with a simple "I'm starting to eat," began to enjoy the seaside flavors.

"Let's go to the beach around four or five in the afternoon when it's not so hot. Let's take a nap first." Ayumi Ajitani said this before pushing Shoko into their room.

Tsuna and Nishikata said it was fine, and they went back to their room together to take a nap.

"Nishikata, you go to sleep first, I have some things to take care of."

As he spoke, Tsuna took out his laptop from his bag and began to handle the task that Kazuno Jun had given him.

"Row."

Nishikata nodded, spread the sheets on the tatami mat, lay down, and stared at the swaying fan on the ceiling for a long time, struggling internally.

“Miyamura…”

"Huh?" Tsuna asked without turning his head, "What?"

“Um…” Nishikata paused for a moment, organizing his thoughts before mustering the courage to ask, “It’s…it’s just…”

"So...when are you going to confess to Nishimiya-kun...?"

Tsuna stopped what he was doing, turned to look at Nishikata lying on the bed, and raised an eyebrow: "Did the class president and Takagi ask you to ask this?"

(End of this chapter)