One of the pleasant summer days when you and Heather were just leaving the shopping center, naturally Heather bought a bunch of new clothes.

Noticing an ice cream stand, she immediately drags you along with her and you both buy ice cream. You are a blueberry, she is a strawberry.

When you both sit down on a bench to rest peacefully and eat ice cream, the pink-haired girl seems to be directly staring at you with puppy dog eyes, you don’t even need to think to understand what she wants.

— "Can I try yours? Please??"