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【5/30】Xに投稿したストーリーイラストまとめ / Collection of Story Illustrations Posted on X

Added 2025-05-30 09:01:03 +0000 UTC

※English translations are provided below

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1.「もう帰っちゃうの？」

会社の飲み会は気が進まない。毎回断れば面倒になる気がして、義理でたまに顔を出すだけだ。今夜はやけに盛り上がっていて、この調子だと二次会が確実だ。そこまでは付き合えないので、頃合いを見てそっと店を抜けた。

店の外は湿った夜風。ほっと息をつき、一人で飲み直せる店をスマホで探していると、肩をトントンと叩かれる。振り向くと、同期で仲のいい女性社員がジト目で立っていた。

「もう帰るの？」

「いや……長引きそうだし、一人で飲み直そうかなと」

「私もああいう場は得意じゃないって知ってるよね。なんで誘わないの」

上目遣いでじっと睨まれ、とても悪いことをしたような気分になる。

「悪かったよ。一緒に飲もう」

「やった」

さっきまでの不機嫌が嘘みたいに、彼女はぱっと笑った。振り回されっぱなしの自分に苦笑しつつ歩き出す。

「奢りは2杯だけでいいからね」

「……」

これ以上踊らされるくらいなら奢ったほうがマシだ。どうせなら、さっきの飲み会のストレスを忘れるくらい飲んでやろう。

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2.（ちょっと露骨だったかな…）

仲の良い友達という停滞した関係に終止符を打ちたくて、今日は思い切って肌見せの多い服で彼の部屋へ向かった。部屋は相変わらずの柔らかな照明と微かなコーヒーの香りが心地よく、つい緊張が解けそうになる。意を決して、ソファに腰を下ろすときに上着を自然に滑らせた。

「なんか、ちょっと暑いね」

自分でも演技がかっていると分かる。引かれたらどうしようと横目でうかがうと、彼は私ではなく壁際のエアコンに向き直り、リモコンを手に取っていた。

「ごめん、気づかなかった。冷房入れるね」

「……うん」

露出した肩にも鎖骨にも目もくれない。私のことを一度も女性として見たことがないのかもしれない。込み上げる涙をこらえながら、次の一手を必死に探る。

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3.「おまたせ・・・入っていいよ」

数日前、高校時代の先輩が同じマンションに住んでいると判明した。思わぬ再会に盛り上がり、勢いで「週末に部屋へ遊びに行く」と約束したものの、日が近づくにつれ本当に押しかけていいのか不安が募る。

それでも予定どおりチャイムを鳴らした。十数秒後、インターホンから寝起きそのままの先輩の声がかすれて届く。

「はい……？」

「あの、約束どおりお邪魔しに来たんですけど……」

「……あ」

応答が途切れた次の瞬間、ドアの向こうでドタバタと激しい足音。今日のことを完全に忘れていたに違いない。本気で来るとは思わなかったのかもしれない。罪悪感で胸が重くなる。

数分後、ドアが開いた。平静を装っているが汗で前髪が貼りつき息も荒い。

「お待たせ……入って」

「すみません、本気にしちゃって」

「いや、私が忘れてただけ・・・とにかく上がって！」

腕を取られリビングへ向かう。ぱっと見は片付いているが、膨れたバッグがいくつも不自然に並び、壁際にはうっすらホコリが積もっている。慌てて荷物を詰め込み掃いたのが丸わかりだ。

「……なんかほんとすいません」

「……何が？ほら、いいからソファに座ってて」

ぎこちない足取りでキッチンへ向かう先輩。飲み物を用意してくれるようだ。

歓迎してくれる気持ちが伝わってきたので、素直に甘えさせてもらうことにした。

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1. "Are you leaving already?"

I'm not fond of company drinking parties. I feel like it would be troublesome to refuse every time, so I just show my face occasionally out of obligation. Tonight was particularly lively, and at this rate, there would definitely be a second round. Since I couldn't stay that long, I quietly slipped out of the restaurant when the timing felt right.

Outside, the night air was humid. As I breathed a sigh of relief and searched my phone for a place where I could drink alone, someone tapped me on the shoulder. When I turned around, there stood a female coworker from my year, giving me a reproachful look.

"Are you leaving?"

"Well... it looked like it was going to drag on, so I thought I'd go drink somewhere else by myself."

"You know I'm not good with those kinds of gatherings either. Why didn't you invite me?"

She glared at me from under her brows, making me feel like I'd done something terribly wrong.

"Sorry about that. Let's go drink together."

"Yay!"

Her previous sullen mood vanished like a lie as she broke into a smile. I started walking, wryly smiling at how easily I was being led around.

"I'll only treat you to two drinks, okay?"

"..."

Rather than being manipulated any further, I might as well just treat her. If I'm going to drink anyway, might as well drink enough to forget the stress from that drinking party.

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2. (Maybe I was a bit too obvious...)

Wanting to break free from our stagnant relationship as just good friends, I headed to his room today wearing clothes that showed more skin than usual. The room was as comfortable as always with its soft lighting and faint coffee aroma, almost making me lose my nerve. Gathering my courage, I naturally let my jacket slip as I sat down on the sofa.

"It's kind of hot in here, isn't it?"

I knew my acting was a bit obvious. As I glanced sideways wondering if he'd be put off, he turned not towards me but to the air conditioner on the wall, reaching for the remote.

"Sorry, I didn't notice. I'll turn on the AC."

"...okay."

He didn't even glance at my exposed shoulders or collarbone. Maybe he's never once thought of me as a woman. Fighting back tears, I desperately searched for my next move.

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3. "Sorry for the wait... come on in"

A few days ago, I discovered that my high school senior lived in the same apartment building. Caught up in the excitement of our unexpected reunion, I impulsively promised to "visit on the weekend," but as the day approached, I grew increasingly anxious about whether it was really okay to drop by.

Still, I rang the doorbell as planned. After about ten seconds, my senior's groggy voice came through the intercom.

"Yes...?"

"Um, I came to visit as promised..."

"...Oh."

Right after the response cut off, there was a loud commotion of footsteps behind the door. They must have completely forgotten about today. Maybe they didn't think I'd actually come. My chest grew heavy with guilt.

A few minutes later, the door opened. Though trying to appear composed, their bangs were stuck to their forehead with sweat and they were breathing heavily.

"Sorry for the wait... come in."

"I'm sorry for taking your words so literally."

"No, it's my fault for forgetting... anyway, come on in!"

They took my arm and led me to the living room. At first glance it looked tidy, but several bulging bags were oddly lined up, and there was a thin layer of dust along the walls. It was obvious they had hurriedly stuffed things away and cleaned.

"...I'm really sorry about this."

"...For what? Come on, have a seat on the sofa."

My senior walked awkwardly towards the kitchen, presumably to prepare drinks.

Feeling their welcoming spirit, I decided to simply accept their hospitality.

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