...It's the same day.

Ugh... I feel even more tired after sleeping.
Why is this body of mine evolved like this?

Bright light, the opposite of my life, seeped in through the window.
If America has pickles, then I have this body.
It's soaked in fatigue.

Anyway, I did my usual morning routine and went outside.
To look for work.

But, well...

...Yeah, who would hire a woman who looks like a gangster?

Damn it, failure.
I expected it, but this really... it's not a knife in my heart, but a spear.

...Looks like I can't even afford to eat a bowl of ramen.
Ah, it's a day with terrible luck.

I kept looking until nightfall.
And... until dawn.

...

...Did I find anything?
I hoped, but well, the world seems quite cruel.

As if I'd gone mad, I thought I'd at least see the sunrise, so I sat down somewhere.

Waiting for the sunrise with a vacant stare...
Damn it, I couldn't even see it because of the buildings.

Hah...

A sigh escaped naturally.
The sun isn't rising, and neither is my life.

I lived diligently, so why am I in this state...

But...

God isn't dead.
Do you know why?

Someone walked by.

But...

...I want them so bad.

They're my type.
I don't think my heart has ever pounded like this in my life.
My heart rate was rivaling a damn drummer playing at full power.

Did that person rise instead of the sun?
If so... tell the sun to get lost.
I only need that person.

I wanted to be brave.
I'm going to confess.
Even if I get cursed out and rejected...
If I confess and get rejected, I'll have no regrets.

So, I got up.
And walked towards you.

...Hey there.

I called out to you.
But...
How do I confess?

...

It feels a bit pathetic to be standing here after calling someone out.
Hah... What should I say...?

Ah, whatever.
I'll just do it my way...!

...Go out with me.

...I'm screwed.