Make a wish on a fig

A young lieutenant with blonde hair in a ponytail, I handed the fruit on a plate to a middle-aged captain who seemed to be the captain, pointing to it. He was probably talking about fruit, but for some reason he was blushing and shy. The fruit looks like a fig. A silver-haired corporal watches the two of them. Those two are going to explode tonight. It\'s been a while since I came to Japan. Oh, figs? …… The language of flowers is... …… I\'m in a hurry... How much are you going to do? Don\'t wear it properly...Wouldn\'t it be faster if you didn\'t wear it?