At The Park on a Moonlit Night.

満月の夜の公園で　- At The Park on a Moonlit Night.
Hi-ro- (Hero・ひーろー)
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Translation:

    Only slightly sitting down, she was truly beautiful. Having bought a pair of warm coffees from the vending machine, I returned to the bench where she was waiting for me.
For an instant, she just turned her head to me but didn't say anything. Though she rubbed her hands together with the slight cold, she didn't return the warm kindness that I had given to her. For some reason, for a while she had been gazing at the full moon. Her expression, vaguely sorrowful, as if she where thinking on something. I sat by her as a comrade however the distance between us, somehow, felt extraordinarily far.
    Within 10 minutes, the coffee had grown cold and become bitter. More so, since I had no choice but to drink her share of the coffee, too, I must have made a terrible face. Meanwhile she, as ever, kept on staring at that one point in the night sky, not moving. She had become enthralled in the sky so, while holding a cigarette in my shaking hand, I recalled the feelings that had been deep inside of her.
    Since we met, she had always had that part of her. That is, she wore strange brands and never confided in anyone, bearing all of her problems on her own. So I thought that I wanted to protect her. I swore that I would be the one person who understood her feelings.
    Now, we're in the deserted park. The lamps lighting up her beautiful profile. Soon, she'll probably lean against me and show the weak parts of herself to me alone because she trusts me. Crushing the light from my cigarette, I waited eagerly for her to lean against me.
    As always, fun times that make your chest soar with joy like that end before you realize it. If she invited me back to her house, I wonder if my face wold turn red with embarrassment. It probably would. As I waited, I pondered on thing like that.
    The gentle autumn wind was pleasant. With the pulse of the blowing wind, the scent of her hair tickled my nose. With each of these tickling waves, an irresistible emotion of adoration overflowed in me. It's true. If she were to make but a single complaint, I would set my hand on her shoulders and hold her tightly to me. Then, I would whisper “It's all right,” into her ear. If I did that, she would look up to me with upturned eyes and reply “I want to stay like this with you until morning,” and no mistake..... With such wild delusions unfolded in my head, it was as if I had no other existence as she simply sat, staring up at the sky. Shortly after that, I gazed at her profile as it gazed at the full moon.
    After all, time continued to pass and she didn't turn to face me... Even so, this time was pleasant, wasn't it.
Murmuring that in my heart, I stood up and left the park that night. Leaving the girl who's name I didn't know behind me.