The Tsundere-Type Office Lady Enjoys Herself

"Sigh..."

It was my lunch break at work.

In the break area near the office, I sat at a loss, clutching a cup of glass noodle soup.

Ever since Masato told me, "I'll give you an answer by March," my emotions had become terribly unstable all over again.

Even if I told myself to move on, it wasn't that easy.

Three months left. And to begin with, I only got to see him about once a week.

I only had about ten more chances to see Masato.

I looked out the window.

Contrary to how I felt, the sky was wonderfully clear today.

...What would happen after March...