Caffeine! How about some coffee~

"This is published on our own blog (http://kigaru.doorblog.jp/), but since it can also be read in vertical text, we are posting it here as well." A girl was invited to a café for coffee. There, a shop attendant asked her, "Do you like coffee?" but she replied that she didn't know her own preferences. The girl reveals that she has lost part of her memories. The attendant then sincerely asks, "Would you like to recover your lost memories?" The girl thinks to herself: I want to know who I am. The feelings that bloom within her become her answer. The attendant recommends coffee to her under the banner of a first-time service. It is a mysterious coffee that, when milk is added, naturally swirls and transforms into a milk coffee. "The black coffee is the 'black box' that you carry, the milk swirling to the left is the 'time' you've traced back, and the colored cup in the present is the 'memory' you yourself extracted—" It is said that when you drink it, past events are recalled along with the taste. As the girl quietly brings the cup to her lips, after a bitter taste, her lost past comes flashing back. Knowing the truth, she overflows with tears and has the attendant listen to her story. A memory from a year ago, a third-year senior she had feelings for, an email address she handed over, that never came back— His graduation ceremony, the same white rose on his chest, a female student's confession, his acceptance— The girl's heart was about to break, so she created another version of herself, projected onto it, and sealed away her memories. As she finishes speaking, she sobs uncontrollably, her face a mess of tears and snot along with her other self. The shop attendant, who had been watching painfully, made a suggestion. "It is possible to make bitter memories sweet," she said. The girl took a pitcher-shaped container and poured the amber-colored liquid into the coffee. If she drinks this again, her memories will transform into something like a distant, unrequited love. After explaining this, the girl hesitantly picks up the cup and swallows just one sip. Gradually her sobs cease and her complexion improves, and she finds herself genuinely thinking: I really do like coffee after all. Suddenly struck by a question, she asks the attendant about her true identity. The older woman answers jokingly that she is a "former magical girl," and when the girl asks her age, she replies "company secret." The girl receives words of encouragement from the magical girl, and they naturally find themselves laughing together. And so, the girl and the attendant exchange a promise to visit the café again, and the meeting comes to an end.