Spring...

The season of birth; newer possibilities would arise.

One spring morning...

"Nnng ~ Haaa ~ What a great morning! ~"

Bathing in the sun during its prime season of youth,
a couple of girls in their mid twenties,
saw him and giggle in a flattering manner.

"He's cute, right?"
"Yeah! Yeah!"
"Should we ask him to come with us?"
"No! we can't!"

"Excuse me...?"

""""Hauu!?""""

Blushing and scratching his cheek lightly,
he averts his eyes,
but glances back to them,
and said,

"I'm flattered that you girls
want to invite me out to somewhere...
But I have to get to work..."

""""He's cute...""""

*Piri!* *Piri!*

"Hm? A phone call?
Hello?"