#sansterweek　二日目
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Day 2: Coffee

March 1st
The next morning when we joined.
"Then I'll go!"
"Oh, give me some special training."
At the front door, Sans saw off his younger brother, the tall skeleton.
For a week from today, my younger brother will be absent due to a training camp.
Curiously, my brother left home for about a week for a similar reason last year.
Just leave him naturally for the duration of his stay.

"Did you go out?"
There was a pattern and the sound of the door closing, and I immediately heard a voice from behind.
Looking back, there was one man in a black robe and a white tank top sweater.
After confirming that his brother had gone out, he escaped from Sans' room.
"Oh, I went out for a training camp."
"Yes, I'm doing my best."
"..."
I stared at the front door, saw a little lonely loosening my eyes, and thought I should meet him, but I couldn't say anything.
In the first place, it is an unbelievable phenomenon that he who should have disappeared suddenly is in front of him now.
What would happen if I did something different from last year ... As long as I don't know how it works for this phenomenon, Sans can't do anything about it.
So I couldn't say anything.


After my brother goes out, we have a late breakfast alone.
"Hey, coffee"
The mug placed with a noise is filled with a slightly strong brewed coffee.
"Thank you."
With that said, he gently picked up the mug with his perforated hand.
Sip a sip of freshly brewed coffee and squint.
"It's been a while since you brewed coffee ..."
In the old days, he muttered nostalgicly that he used to brew well, and his expression was still lonely.
Sans desperately tries to get the topic laughed like last night.
"If you want to drink, I'll brew as much as you want while I'm here. Well, it was a week ...?"
"Yeah, it's a week."
I don't know the reason, but he says he can only stay in front of Sans for a week.
"Once that's over, next year ... if nothing else"
His expression saying so passed through loneliness and became almost nothing.
It's as if I'm intentionally trying not to express it, but on the contrary, it's hard to see.
If you think about it, Sans's consciousness, which began to search for how to make him laugh, suddenly echoed his joyful voice.
"By the way, I'm better at brewing than I was back then."
The voice that behaved brightly on purpose seemed to read Sans's feelings ... I felt a little sorry.

I'm not the only one who feels lonely ...

"Really?"
"Yeah. At that time ... it was pretty painful."
Sans also thought about the past when he saw him laughing bitterly as he remembered the past.
When I was a researcher. He had been asking for coffee all night long.
I was asked to brew it to awaken my drowsiness, so I brewed it a little darker.
However, when I think about it, I didn't know how to brew it at that time, the amount of beans was appropriate, and when I ground it, I used only the amount I ground.
Still, he drank it every time.
"Now, it has a bitter taste, but it's very delicious."
Sans smiled shyly at the big hand that gently stroked his head, saying thank you for brewing.