[Club activities 11]

The next day, in the early hours of the morning, Gabriella was in the living room of Rose's house. The reason was that Nishino had called her.

"You have to go to the point we specify right now. If you don't, I can't guarantee your life."

She had just woken up and saw such a text, and she checked the name of the sender.

After that, I had to rush to the hospital without eating.

"Hey, Nishino-kun. Why is that woman here?"

"I don't know."

The owner of the house was very confused.

I wondered why this woman had come to my house. This is a sanctuary for me and Nishino-kun.

"It's because I called her."

"That's not what I'm asking."

How is it that a guy at the bottom of the school caste knows the contact details of a girl at the top of the caste? It is because of a dance competition. In order to participate in the event, the members of the breakdance club exchanged their addresses. Just a few weeks ago, we had no contact details for anyone on campus, but now, in addition to her, Takeuchi-kun and more.

The school has become quite lively with the arrival of Mukasaka, a younger student. He was the one who had been in touch with Gabriella and had a big grin on his face when he saw the list.

" I'm sorry, but I'm going out for a date with this girl for a while."

" ... Eh ? "

"I'm planning to return at night."

"Hey Nishino-kun, what does that mean ? "

What Rose was given by the man was an unexpected date.

You're on holiday. And it's just the two of us with another woman. Rose was in a hurry, not expecting to hear such words.

When she called Gabriella, she thought there might be something, but this was unexpected.

And yet, he has the power to act, which is a bad thing.

"Wait a minute. Why should I go on a date with you?"

"I want to go on a date with you."

"No, a date is not a luxury. I want to take a bath with you and sleep in the same bed."

The expression is serious.

"Please tell me the reason, Nishino."

" You should stay away from me for a while."

" ... What do you mean ? "

"Ask Francisca for details. I'm sure she'll know more about the situation."

" ...... "

The name Francisca came to her unexpectedly. Rose was not the only one who felt this way.

"I'm sorry for saying this so suddenly."

" ... "

Nishino pulls Gabriella's arm.

In no time at all, her prosthetic hand was ejected. With a snap, her right arm, from the elbow to the other end, was detached from the main body while still held by Nishino. The main body kicked back a few meters on the floor to get away from the Futsumen.

Using his magical powers, he restrains her body. She was then forced to take one step after another towards Nishino, even though she had not been grabbed in any way. In a matter of seconds, she was alongside him.

He also picks up his prosthetic hand from the floor.

"No, please don't! I hate men like you!"

"I love you. Come on, let's go."

"Ugh..."

What an envious snide remark. Rose's cerebral blood vessels are on the verge of bursting with rage against Gabriella. I'd like to hear her say the same thing, even if it's just a joke. She grits her teeth and crushes her gums in anger.

"...."

As soon as she saw them go, she moved. She was on the phone, trying to get in touch with Francisca.

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After leaving Rose's house, Nishino and Gabriella headed for Akihabara.

The place is full of people, partly due to the holiday situation. The recent increase in the number of tourists from Asia has made it even more crowded. In the vicinity of the intersection of the main streets, it is difficult to move around without being overwhelmed.

"What are you doing when you come to such a place ?"

"It's nothing. Let's go shopping like we're on a date."

"Did the maggots finally start to spring up in your head?"

"I heard that Akihabara is popular overseas, but didn't you like it?"

"What's not to like about a crowded, dirty city with billboards full of anime and manga? What's not to like? A truly great city is a place where you can feel at home, whether you visit it on your travels or live in it at the end of your life."

"I can't understand why any man would invite a woman to such a place. "

"...."

This is the first time in my life that I've ever gone out on a date with the opposite sex.

"If that's the case, I'm curious about your ideals ... "

"Are you listening now?"

"If I ever get the chance to ask a woman out again, I'll take advantage of it."

"It seems that the rumors about your hunger for women are true. "

" I won't deny it. "

" ... ... "

The place is near Akihabara station, on the Kanda side, towards Suehirocho and over the Manseibashi bridge.

Standing on a busy street, a man and a beautiful girl look at each other. The latter's presence also helps to attract the attention of passers-by. Although the number of tourists from abroad has increased in Tokyo, the pale beauty still stands out.

"It's too painful to move around any more. Let's just get it over with. So, how do you propose to show me around this dirty little town? It doesn't look like there's much there."

The big crowd has made escorting a date much more difficult than it was at the beginning.

The first place Nishino went was to the arcade, in front of a crane game cabinet on the ground floor of a shop facing the street. On the other side of the transparent plastic, a rather unreliable arm hangs down, and underneath it are a bunch of stuffed animals.

It seems that Nishino has finally come to his eyes from above. Gabriella moved instantly. All the stuffed animals that were laid out quivered like a pulse. But I just trembled. "What happened ? "

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" ... "

The bright red eyes glared at Nishino who stood next to him.

"Well, what's the matter?"

"If you can get even one prize, the date ends here. You should go back to the woman right away, but I'll go ahead with this crane. But if I take the stuffed animal with my crane first, it will be your loss."

The date will continue. It seemed to prevent her from doing so. Something invisible must be clashing inside the enclosure.

"Jo, good"

Gabriella was not troubled by this and responded frankly. The fact that her interaction with Rose had been interrupted day after day probably helped. Gabriella's eyes turned serious as she stared at the plush toys lined up inside the enclosure. The look on his face was one of determination and determination to win at all costs.

Nishino, on the other hand, makes a curt remark to her.

"So, I'm sorry, but can I borrow some coins?"

"One play, two hundred yen."

"...I don't think I've ever been asked for money on a date."

"I don't have one. I want you to lend me a little. I will return it someday."

" .... "

He is Nishino, a man who can't afford to pay two hundred yen for one play when he asks the opposite sex out on a date. This is because of his promise to Rose. Nowadays, he is not even given the freedom to participate in economic activities.

He has not been able to do so. This is a man who, as a result of his repeated bravado towards his business rivals, has been given all the necessities of life in kind. After a few moments of staring at each other, Gabriella's arm moved. She takes a wallet from her shoulder bag and hands it to the man. It is a luxury brand for women. It is a custom-made item that cannot be purchased in a physical shop. When she took it out of the school cafeteria at Tsunuma High School, the girls around her cackled.

Not expecting to be handed a wallet, he took it with a shrug. He knew that he was being uncool. He is now a pimp in both name and reality.

" ... I'm sorry, thank you."

" .... "

Gabriella's gaze on Nishino was like that of an encounter with a rare beast from the depths of the Amazon, one that had never been described in an illustrated book. She didn't say anything, she just stared at him. She looked at him as if she couldn't believe that he was there. Even Nishino seemed to respond to this. The act of accepting a purse from a woman was a very exciting experience for the man who values his face. He also had to take the money out of the wallet, exchange it for coins in a money changer and then return it to her. He learned first hand the importance of money. It was at this moment that I decided that I would try to negotiate with Rose in the near future.

So, with the coins in hand, their betting begins.

"Let's get started."

"All right."

With Nishino's words, Gabriella's attention turns to one of the stuffed animals that have been placed inside the enclosure. Gabriella's expression is very serious, and she is determined to get the stuffed animal first, and then end her date with Nishino.

On the one hand, the crane begins to move in response to the movement of Nishino's arm. As he begins to play, he feels that he has plenty of time. If he finished immediately, he wouldn't have known what he was in for. He thought he would just play his cards right. As it turned out, Nishino had no idea what he was doing and kept moving his arm. As he did so, Gabriella continued to exert pressure on the stuffed animal in the case. It was a desperate move. Gabriella is urging him to free himself and return to Rose as soon as possible.

"You are using your strength too roughly. You need to be more sensitive. "

"I'm going to say it in a big way."

"If you're disappointed, just pull up one and hold it in your own hand."

" ... "

But how strongly you keep in mind However, the stuffed animal didn't move at all. Nishino's power overwhelmed her.

However, it is hard to say that he is also a smooth sail.

Because today was the first time for Futsumen to experience the crane game. When he first went to the crane machine, he thought he could get one without much trouble.

I had no idea what I was doing. The arm was operated by pressing a button at random, with no real aim. It was a necessary step. There was no point in taking it off so quickly.

But we thought it was time to get on with it and get serious for a while.

"... ..."

He realised. He realized that the game in front of him was more difficult than he had imagined.

In the end, Gabriella was so tired .

After a few dozen minutes of trying, she seems to have given up on the idea of getting a stuffed animal. The tension has gone out of her body and a sad expression is on her face. In fact, the crane

The censorship between the two was also lost in the enclosure of the room.

However, Nishino still couldn't get the stuffed animal off. He just couldn't get rid of the fluffy fuzzy stuffed animals that lined the inside of the case.

But after all the posturing, he couldn't bring himself to give up.

"I'm sorry, can I borrow your wallet?"

"...."

The lonely battle began. No matter how many coins I put in, I couldn't get the stuffed animal to work. I borrowed the wallet from Gabriella and went back and forth between the money changer and the cabinet. The Futumen's original plan had already fallen apart by this point.

Eventually, Gabriella started to give advice.

"A little more to the left! No, no, no, more to the left!"

"The arm is not strong enough, you can't get in between them from that position. No, no, you have to use the opening force of the arm. No!"

I said, "Don't try to be cool, just use the controls!"

The two are getting more and more heated. Still, Nishino couldn't catch the stuffed animal at all.

After a while, the cash disappeared from Gabriella's wallet.

Even so, they could not catch a single plushie. In fact, Nishino's mess has made the case even more difficult than it was at first.

"I'm sorry, but could you please go to the convenience store there and get some cash?"

Nishino pointed to the convenience store at the front of the shop. The ATM can be seen through the glass window inside the shop.

"Can't you use a credit card here?"

"This kind of facility is basically for playing with cash."

"This is why I hate Asian countries. Please wait a moment."

Gabriella goes outdoors. From behind her, I feel sorry for her.

"Customer. I am very sorry, I'm afraid I didn't place the prizes in the case properly, but if you don't mind, I'd like you to take a prize of your choice."

The game in the crane game ended in a draw.

"It's a draw this time,"

Nishino says with a smile. In his arms is a stuffed animal, which was taken out of its case by a shop assistant. The same thing can be seen in Gabriella's hand. This one, however, is not being held, but rather one end of it is being held and hung down.

"What's wrong?"

he said triumphantly, but Gabriella could only stare at him.

She has a lot to say, but due to the fact that she can't compete with the Futsumen no matter how hard she tries, she keeps her mouth shut. She is quietly following behind him on the right.

Fear still seemed to prevail over frustration.

"So, what now?"

Gabriella asks, looking rather tired.

Nishino is still very motivated.

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"Let's go for a meal a little early."

" ...Sure."

Gabriella muttered with an idea. It seems that he has decided to go out with him all day today.

Under the leadership of Nishino, the two of them headed for a large commercial facility just a short walk from the station. It is a store that mainly handles home appliances and computer equipment. There is a restaurant area on the top floor.

In the midst of all the other shoppers, they look around at all the restaurants.

"How about a buffet ? I hear they have skewers, but I'm sure there's plenty to choose from. "

" ..... "

Futsumen talks while looking at the signboard on the way.

She has a bitter face as usual.

"Are you a big eater?"

"No, not that much... "

"Then you should choose something else. These shops sell quality in quantity."

"Isn't there a certain sentiment and pleasure in frying a skewer yourself? The woman you asked to go on a date with does not value such things........."

With that being said, Nishino can't force his way into the kebabs shop either. And as the two of them look around the floor without stopping, the restaurant he mentions is quickly passed over and moved further and further to the back of the line. The word "buffet" aroused the curiosity of a man with little experience of eating out, even though he could not eat much. Even though they will probably wish they had eaten elsewhere in the future when they are full, they will want to take the first step towards the restaurant. The look in her eyes says she misses the kebab shop. Gabriella, on the other hand, was interested in a noodle shop.

"Is this what you want? There are instant noodles for less than a dollar a bowl, but there are also products on the streets that cost more than twenty dollars a bowl. And all of them have a satisfying taste for the price."

"It's no wonder they are so interesting. You could call it a culture."

"But it makes sense to eat it in Japan, the home of ramen, in the city."

My date is obsessed with ramen. There are no other ramen shops on the floor and she doesn't seem to be looking elsewhere. The look on her face showed that she was determined to eat ramen at all costs.

It's the home of ramen. The home of ramen is China. However, the position of ramen in that country is like that of standing noodles in this country. We have stolen their electronics engineers, and in return they have stolen our food culture. As a nation, we are not investing in the right direction. And that's interesting.

But Gabriella was adamant that she wanted ramen.

It was Nishino's first time to hear this. It was the first time that we had ever exchanged small talk like this.

"All right, let's go in."

"Of course,"

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After finishing their lunch, Nishino and his friends returned to the bustling area of the street.

"The ramen... It was not bad..."

"That's good to hear,"

said Nishino, who is unconvinced of many things, but nodded anyway.

He likes his ramen to be thicker, harder, healthier, with less oil and more spinach. But unfortunately, the shop we visited for lunch was selling local ramen with a black soup.

"So, what now?"

"Well... "

Gabriella asks in resignation. Nishino looks from right to left in the street, pretending to think. He has a pre-arranged plan for the afternoon, but it's too early to go straight to it. His plan was to spend an hour or so window shopping. However, his date's attitude to Akihabara is cold. I don't think I'd get much of a reaction from him if I went to an anime shop or a toy store. Even a virgin can understand that. However, if you do, your options will be narrowed.

This is the way it is in the city he and she visited. I'd like to spend some more time here if I can.

He wonders if there is a cinema in the area.

"Hey, Nishino?"

There was a person who called out to him. It was a familiar voice.

When his name was called from such a voice, he naturally looked back.

Then, there was a figure of a man in Class 2A.

"What a coincidence to meet you here, Ogino-kun."

"What are you doing here?"

It is a characteristic of a plagiarist that his behaviour changes depending on whether he is being watched or not. The only two people who look at him now are the Futomen and Gabriella. When he is sure that no one else is looking at him, he refrains from making any jokes.

"Moreover, with Gabriella..."

The consciousness of the light-hearted person naturally headed for the beautiful girl transfer student in the next class.

"What a surprise! So, what are you doing in a place like this?"

"Oh, oh, well... "

Gabriella just silently watches the exchange between the two boys.

"I mean, is there someone else with you ? No way, it's just two people... "

"As you can see, We're on a date."

"...."

Even though Gabriella was looking right at him, he didn't seem to mind.

It was a bit of a surprise. This made the joker stare in amazement at the person who told him that he was on a date.

"Eh, really ? "

"I'm just forced to go out with him."

Gabriella's mouth quickly leaked a word of correction. The look on her face was one of disapproval.

"You're right, aren't you? I was so surprised."

"....."

He was a bit of a lonely fuddy-duddy, although I had assumed that beforehand. Nevertheless, he is not qualified to correct her words. Today he is a complete pimp. Everything, from the arcade games to the ramen noodles for lunch, was scented by Gabriella. He even had gyoza for dipping. And the rest of the afternoon's date with the poor bastard was to be entirely dependent on him. It was all the fault of the futsumen, who had unilaterally abandoned his pocket money negotiations with Rose.

He was a very ordinary student,

"I envy you. "

"It's my first experience to be envious of my classmates."

" ..... "

In response to this, Nishino, as the joker points out, gives the same answer as usual. He is surprisingly friendly. It is as if he is dealing with an old friend. I feel guilty when I think back to our past relationship.

" Ah, well, I'll see you at school on Monday. "

"Bye..."

Nishino's words, delivered at parting, had greatly affected Ogino-kun's heart.

In the end, Nishino decided to skip the window shopping and head for his next destination. He knew rightly that he would only lose his reputation if he tried to show off now. It was a decision to get on with it.

".....Why an owl cafe?"

"Do you have a problem with it?"

"..."

The number of cafés offering animal encounters had been increasing rapidly in Tokyo for some time. The owl café is one of the major ones. The shop is surrounded by trees, reminiscent of a forest, and is crammed full of owls of all sizes. It's called a café, but at first glance the interior looks like a breeding shed. The cafe is called a café, but at first glance it looks like a breeding shed. There is a bench in the middle of the room, surrounded by owls.

Under the trees, dozens of owls with straps around their legs are lined up everywhere.

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"Do you hate owls?"

"I don't hate them"

"But you seem to be in a bad mood..."

Gabriella is a young woman, even if she is a competitor.

He thought that his mood would improve somewhat if he was given the chance to do so. So he came to the restaurant with no small amount of confidence. However, when the owl was put in front of him, his reaction was muted. He was in a much better mood than he would have been if he had been eating ramen for 700 yen a bowl. The entrance fee of 890 yen per head was also paid by Gabriella. The total cost for the two of us was 1780 yen.

" ...... I 'll return the money someday."

"It's fine."

"Did you prefer cats?"

Last night he had found out that there was a cat café in the neighbourhood. After much deliberation, he decided to go for the rarer of the two.

I'm still thinking about going to another place.

"Why do you care about me?"

Gabriella said to him.

She had been wondering this ever since she had left Rose's house, but her genuine doubts were not lost on the cynical Nishino, who was taking advantage of her outing with the opposite sex. She's got a lot to say.

"Didn't I tell you before we left?"

"The woman who claims to love you wants to go home at once. She wants to go back to her sister."

"In such a case, is it not a man's duty to give preference to the convenience of the one he loves?"

"I understand what you mean, but I can't do it.

"Why?"

"You'll think you've fallen for the wrong guy and give up."

Gabriella felt an irritation that she had never felt before.

If it had been, he would certainly have been outraged.

As they were doing this, a shop assistant came up to them.

"Welcome, is this your first time seeing an owl?"

Perhaps he sensed their disagreement and was trying to be helpful. She smiles cheerfully at Nishino and Gabriella. She is in her mid-twenties, dressed roughly in a shirt and jeans. She has a bob cut that touches her shoulders and is dyed brown. She has a friendly smile. The shop assistant's name is Sachiko.

Sachiko is a mid-level shop assistant in the same shop. While still in high school, she moved to Tokyo on her own, unable to cope with her parents' abuse. She worked at a deli to earn money and a place to live, but instead became physically and mentally ill. During this period of recuperation, she was healed by the owls at the shop, which she learned about from a customer who was an Akiba-kei boy.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to tell you about owls."

"It's my first time to see an owl. I've never seen an owl before and I'd love to learn more about them."

The only thing that caught Sachiko's attention was the strange language he used.

She looked at Gabriella and was immediately convinced. She wanted to look good in front of the girl she was interested in.

"What do you want to do?"

she asks in a calm voice, trying to understand what the customer is thinking.

"Would you like to put it in your hand?"

"Is it okay?"

"The owl is a very gentle bird and will sit quietly on your arm. If you're afraid of them, I won't say you have to, but if you don't mind, why not?"

That's how I was able to quit the deli, she recalls. When she left, she was tested for all kinds of sexually transmitted diseases and is all green. She is enjoying her time with a clean body. Her current goal is to marry a handsome man who earns more than five million a year. She believes that this is only possible because of her owl.

"What do you think?"

So, Nishino decided to accept her kindness.

"So, for our lovely guest over there..."

Sachiko began to look at the birds in the shop, examining them as she went. She paused for a moment and then brought one owl of each species down to them.

A snowy owl was placed in the hand of Gabriella, and a great horned owl was placed in Nishino's hand.

"It's surprisingly light."

"...It 's the first time I 've put an owl on my arm."

Sachiko transfers the owl to the two of them.

"Make sure you hold the string connected to the leg, okay?"

"And if you pet the owl, If you stroke him too hard, he will be frightened."

"I understand."

The owl's tail feathers quivered and lifted, and feces flew out of it as if it were spewing. A fresh liquid splashes out with a splashing sound. It was a mixture of black and white, not dissimilar to that of other birds.

And because she bent her elbows, the shit hits Gabriella's clothes.

" ... "

The look on Sachiko's face it's like shes seeing the end of the world.

The price range of the gothic Lolita clothes can be imagined even by the untrained eye, as they have the logos of luxury brands on them. It was a gothic lolita that was different from the gothic lolita sold in the market.

It's a big difference from the next Futsumen who buys his clothes at a major cheap clothing store.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

She bowed her head in panic. Her face looked as if it was about to burst into tears.

Gabriella, on the other hand, responds calmly.

"It's not a problem."

"I'll get you something to wipe your face with right away."

Sachiko seems to be in a hurry and rushes to the back of the store.

If the shop pays for it, that's great, but if they don't, it could cost you the rest of your month's wages. It's a death sentence for a girl who can't afford it.

It is a matter of vital importance.

Sachiko hates owls a little bit more than she used to. This was accompanied by a few glances at Gabriella from the guests around her. She had always been the centre of attention, but now, with the owl droppings on her clothes, it was even more pronounced.

Nishino and Gabriella watch Sachiko silently as she leaves the floor. As they disappear into the backroom, the former turns to the latter and speaks.

"If, for example, you can get the owl droppings out of the fabric, as if you'd washed the clothes, then we can call it a date. What do you think?"

"Are you ready to give it a try?"

"No, I can't do that. Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Is that a quick answer?"

"You're a real prick."

"I thought you were a little more resigned than that," he said.

The line of sight shifts to Gabriella's dress. The Owl's feces are sticking to the clothes.

Underneath the floating faeces is a fabric that does not appear to be wet. Even the slightest trace of liquid soaked between the fibres has emerged. The fabric is as shiny as if it had just been washed, as Nishino had just said.

"Huh ? "

It was so subtle that only the wearer of the dress could tell what was happening.

However, for her, it was an astonishing phenomenon to see.

"There is a slight lack of delicacy in how you use your power."

After confirming that Gabriella opened her eyes, Nishino folds it up.

I will tell you the words that follow with a doy face.

"It doesn't have to be owl dung, it can be melted cheese or, if you're confident, soy sauce or mayonnaise. Breaking things is not the only power. God is in the details, as the saying goes."

The sweetly whispered, annoying advice was followed by goosebumps all over Gabriella's body

I stood up. Not from fear, but from pure disgust. But still she had nothing to say.

"You can do it. You'll be able to surpass me."

"....."

What he could do, she could not do. All Gabriella can do now is shake with rage and frustration, her body tense with fear. The fact that Nishino had caught her attention made her a difficult woman to deal with. Before long, Sachiko returned with a towel in her hand.

"I'm sorry! We'll wipe it down in a minute!"

"Don't worry. I can wipe myself."

"I'm sorry but the owl did it, and you don't need to worry about it."

She takes a towel from the shopkeeper and wipes her clothes with her own hands. It seems to be true that she doesn't care about the roughness of the owl. She nonchalantly wipes away the dirt. In addition to holding the towel, she doesn't show any irritation towards the white owl on her other hand.

Rather, the irritation to Nishino is far greater.

"But what I still resent is the fact that they have put a winged creature in such a cramped space. This owl, too, would have been free to soar through the vastness of the forest and the sky,"

muttered Gabriella, complaining to no one in particular. She looked at the white owl in her hands.

"What?"

The voice of doubt is from Sachiko.

Instead, the answer came from Futsumen, who was sitting next to me.

"'Don't say that. Until a few thousand years ago, mammals were the food of our bird ancestors. The world, including humanity, is built so that the strong rise to the top, and that includes these institutions. "

He is cynical as ever.

"You think you know what you're talking about? I don't know what kind of education your family has given you, but I'm sure it's very good and very high."

"Do you prefer the owl on a plate?"

"...."

Oh, there's something wrong with this couple.

Struggling to live in the moment, Sachiko sensed an uneasy atmosphere between them. She could not bear the thought of staying in the same place and having the once-acceptable stains on her clothes reappear. There was enough tension between Nishino and Gabriella to make them feel that way. Their feet naturally moved to distance themselves from each other.

Sachiko bowed her head and fled to the back room.

Two lovable owls are left behind.

"Well, I don't think that kind of concern is bad."

"...I don't want to hear your opinion."

All that is left is a young couple with an air of helplessness about them. The guests, who had been watching the couple for some time now, are now blatantly turning their attention elsewhere. The only ones who don't understand this are the owls on his and her hands.

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Gabriella's gothic lolita costume was stained by the owl café. After leaving the Owl Cafe, they walked towards Tokyo, looking out over the streets of Kanda. Nishino, who had nowhere else to go, suggested that they walk around the neighbourhood for a while.

We cross the Manseibashi Bridge It's late afternoon, and the gentle autumn breeze is shaking my hair as I walk down the street with few words exchanged. We turn off the main road and take a narrow, traffic-free path.

"How long have we been walking like this?"

Gabriella, who had been moving her feet in silence, stopped.

" ... What happened ? "

Her gaze had drifted away from where she was going and was now fixed on the roadside. I wondered if there was anything unusual about the place, so I turned my attention back to her. And there, wedged between the buildings, in a space of about six tatami mats, was a very cozy little room.

There was a very old shrine. Although the shrine has been cleaned, the wood used as building material is heavily decolored and the shrine has been painted. The fence that surrounds the land is also broken and discoloured in places.

It is a place where you can feel the history of the city.

At the break in the fence, a metal door was placed at the entrance, forbidding anyone to enter the premises. Rather, the precincts themselves were so small that one or two adults would have felt cramped inside. It was such a small shrine.

"What's this?"

"Can't you see it? It's a shrine. It's like a church in your country."

Gabriella looked at the shrine with great admiration.

Nishino looks at the situation from the side, too.

On today's date, I was even more interested in ramen for lunch

"The names on the plaque suggest that it dates from before the Second World War"

Futsumen said, pointing to a plaque in the corner of the temple and said

"As you can see, there are some names on the plaque that look like they belong to someone. They are written in an old-fashioned script, reminiscent of the early Showa period or even earlier. There are about forty of them, half individual and half corporate."

"......"

Gabriella's admiration deepened as she looked at the dedicatee's nameplate.

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"What's the fun in that?"

He stares at the dirty wooden boards, licking them one by one.

"What's the matter? Have you found something of interest?"

"..."

"If you're looking for old things, you'll find more of them in the countryside than in the capital."

In his hometown, where he was born and grew up as a child, there are shrines and historical sites that are two or three hundred years old, and which blend in with everyday life.

"Let's go."

"Wait, wait, wait."

"What's wrong? Hey."

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"I want to see a little more"

Gabriella, who appealed in this way, had an unprecedentedly serious look.

This was a far cry from the woman who, only moments before, Her tone of voice, in which she asked Nishino to wait for her, sounded more than a little honest.

Standing beside her, he also spent some time looking at the shrine.

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Nishino and Gabriella returned to Rose's house just as the sun was about to set. If they had been on good terms with each other, they would have gone straight to dinner and then on to a hotel. Unfortunately, he and she were not so intimate.

The three of us had dinner together in the dining room of the house with Rose, the landlady. After that, we took a bath in turn, watched a movie in the living room, practiced breakdancing, and relaxed as we saw fit. The time passed quickly, probably due to the fatigue of being dragged around by Nishino. Despite the opportunity to stay at Rose's house, Gabriella had nothing better to do and went to the drawing room.

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She must be very tired and her face looked exhausted to the eye.

Rose and Nishino were alone in the living room.

"Why should I let her stay?"

Rose had been questioning Nishino about the fact that he had brought Gabriella there. They sit down on the sofa and exchange a few words over the sofa table. The look on her face, as she stares at the Futsumen, is as stern as it gets.

"I've decided that this is the safest place."

"Safe?"

Rose tilts her head at Futsumen's words. He continues to speak plainly to her.

"Didn't you notice?"

"What are you talking about?"

"The woman was shot at a previous dance event."

"...."

Apparently, she hadn't noticed. Her bushy eyebrows twitched. The only reaction Rose gave was that.

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"I'm a student at the same school as you. If I had just met her, I would not have paid so much attention to her."

However, after some time at the new school, Gabriella had already reached the position of a student at the same school as him.

"Even if I don't have any feelings for Gabriella herself, I don't want to mix the negative memories of her loss with my own dreams of an ideal youth. She is a self-centred person. She is driven by self-centredness and perfectionism."

"You really like school, don't you?"

"Is it bad?"

"I'm not saying it's bad."

She picks up a steaming cup from the sofa table.

When she does, it's a very picturesque sight. Combined with the night view of the city centre stretching out beyond the window, it looks like a scene from a film.

"By the way, there have been five sniper attacks during the day today alone."

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"Well,"

"I didn't know you had a babysitter hobby."

Nishino also reached for a teacup, imitating Rose.

"Of course it didn't suit me. If the chairwoman of the committee had been there, she would have frowned upon it. "

"There is a minimum of security here. I don't know what would happen if the other side tried to play hardball, but we've made enough of a spectacle out of it to avoid that. They're not stupid, they won't go that far out of their way."

"You can just watch."

"Don't you think you're already involved when you're standing where you can watch?"

"I'm sorry."

Apparently he was aware that he had been involved. He bowed his head.

He made an honest attempt at an apology. If it had been an individual, he could have made the first move, but it seems that this is not the case.

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"Isn't there an option to throw that child out?"

"No"

"That's a quick answer..."

" ...... "

Nishino was adamant that he would not give up on Gabriella. This was confirmed by Rose's resigned expression. She knew from the last few weeks that the man in front of her was stubborn.

"Well, you'll have to pay me back later. "

For some time afterwards, the midnight teatime continued there.

◇ ◆ ◇

While Nishino and Rose sip tea in the elegance of their luxury flat, Shimizu dances strangely in her six-tatami room in front of a clamshell device.

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The music of the group is playing. Apparently she is filming himself dancing.

The tatami clatters as she jumps and bounces. In front of her, her image, filmed by a camera, appears on the screen of a phone. In front of her, her image, filmed by a camera, along with a series of other comments that accompany Shimizu's image. It seemed that the event was being broadcast live over the internet. However, the number of viewers is not so many. It's a dance class by an active JK. There were only a dozen or so bastards who were attracted by the title. Some of the comments are harsh, but at the same time some of them are warm. In the face of this constant stream of comments, Shimizu dances harder than she ever thought she would. As long as it doesn't violate the rules of the site, Shimizu will respond to the audience's requests.

"Here, like this?"

"Cute! Cute!"

"There's nothing like a working schoolgirl!"

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"You've got a great body!"

"I want to fuck you!"

Every single thing you do is directly evaluated and you get a vivid response. It's much more than a regular exam score. The interaction with the audience was one of the most stimulating things that Shimizu had ever experienced.

Thanks to this, the chairwoman's clever brain is in top form.

Just a few days ago, the buzz in the classroom around the dance video of Nishino and Takeuchi had pushed her forward. She thought that since her classmates were doing something similar, she might as well give it a go.

"...Wow, aren't you cute?"

"Cute!"

"Cute, cute!"

"Cute! Show us your panties! Your panties!"

"I want to see your crotch! Show me! Show me!"

"You're even cuter when you show us your face! Show us your face!"

"You're so hot! So hot!"

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A man's desires are directly confronted. The chairwoman of the committee did not feel bad at all. I am wanted. The real me is wanted. She has lowered her intelligence quotient a bit and is letting her mind wander. But she is still the chairwoman of Class 2A, and a very clever girl. The momentum is with her.

In compliance with the app's terms of service. You can't show your panties, and of course you have to wear a mask over our mouth.

"I'll dance some more! Watch me carefully, will you?"

With the help of his will, the chairwoman continued the broadcast. The chairwoman's stream went on for about an hour, interspersing conversations along the way. She doesn't realise it, but it's a lot more erotic than she thinks. The chairwoman dances in a light shirt, short skirt, and spats, and you can really see the unevenness of her body. It is clear from the shape of her breasts to the vertical lines of her crotch.

"Thank you for watching my show today, everyone!"

The chairwoman of the committee delivered the final words to the audience. And then the stops streaming.

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The silence in my room. My heart is beating faster from the afterglow of the dance.

"What? I can do it too!"

For the first time in his life, the chairwoman of the committee was in a state of emotional upheaval and was definitely making history. As you can see from the crazy end of her sentence, she is in full swing. At this moment in time.

A little adventure for a young girl. How it will work in the future, the chairwoman does not know yet.

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