\"Hmmm, I must say, those Japanese suits are excellent.\" Bronko, you love sweets, don\'t you? Mr. Miyake said as he happily watched his friend, who kept saying how delicious everything was. Especially today, this pudding is the best! He was so happy to see a huge bowl of pudding in front of him. I\'m so jealous of you, Bronko. I\'m jealous of you, Bronko. I can\'t believe you don\'t mind eating such a big bowl of pudding. The kids at the base can eat this much ...... Ensign Bronto looks around to see who else is around. Suddenly, he spots a high school girl sitting a bit away from him, eating a sweet all by herself. There\'s a girl eating too! Oh my, that girl with the pudding-like head! The way she says that makes Miyake-san cringe. Her hair is black at the roots but turns brown in the middle. It\'s like pudding! Japanese people have strange hair. Although not very loud, Ensign Bronto stood out in many ways. Indeed, the high school girl who had been eating the pudding got up and ran out of the store, crying. Ensign Bronto was stunned to see her off. Bronko-chan ......\" Then the somewhat stern voice of Mr. Miyake brought him back to himself \'You shouldn\'t point out people\'s clothes and appearance like that. ...... If a real blonde, foreign, beautiful girl were to criticize my appearance, I would want to cry. As a friend, I could not overlook Ensign Bronto\'s behavior, because the beauty of being a nerd is not to bother others. Ensign Bronto may have been an idiot, but he was no fool, and I knew he had a reason for that hair. He said, \"Me! I apologize! Ensign Bronto ran out of the store with a body language that looked like he was in a game of parkour. I\'m sure you\'ll be able to get away with it,\" he said, \"but it\'s nice of Bronco to admit a mistake and try to make it right. I have a feeling you\'re going to get away with more than you should. I\'m not sure I\'m going to be able to get away with it! You! You! The black figure suddenly came down from the fence and blocked her eyes, and the high school girl screamed. It\'s no wonder. A large man, or even a soldier for that matter, would scream if suddenly attacked by a blonde girl dressed in a military-like uniform. If she had a gun, she might fire it. \"Nah, nah ......, what is it ......?\" The girl replies, tearful and frightened. Then Ensign Bronto would catch his breath and bow his head. I\'m sorry I said something earlier that made you uncomfortable. 　I love Japan, and I think Japanese people and things are wonderful. 　I\'m sorry.\" I\'m sorry. You shouldn\'t have ...... like that.\" The high school girl accepted with a tearful smile on her face. The two girls were eating sweets in a coffee shop in good humor. Seeing this, an otaku woman, a little older than the two girls, smiled and murmured. I\'m so happy for you, Bronco. Bronko-chan.\" It seems that Bronko, or rather Ensign Bronto, has made a normal Japanese friend.