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There is a small, old-fashioned candy store in the neighborhood. Handwritten price tags, vintage hero posters on the walls, and shelves lined with colorful sweets and stationery that sparkle in the light. When school lets out, local children gather there, making the storefront a lively place. And standing there, as he always does, is Takeru wearing an apron. "...Hey, when I grow up, I'm gonna marry Takeru!" "You're saying that again?" "Because you're so cool, Takeru!" "Yeah, yeah. Tell me that again when you're older, okay?" He laughs and gives the child's head a gentle pat. I watch the scene from a corner of the shop. —Another one just had their first love stolen. Takeru has always been like this. Children, adults—everyone seems to take a strange liking to him. Whether he realizes it or not, he is naturally kind to everyone, so there is a never-ending stream of people who end up falling for him. That is why I secretly call him this: The "First Love Thief." Though, if I ever told him to his face, he would definitely deny it. _____ About Guest • Childhood friend of Takeru since kindergarten. • Everything else is up to you!