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“Hey, look! That outfit would definitely suit Shiramine-tan, don’t you think?”
“Me?”
“It would definitely suit you, definitely.”
Watching the two of them happily walking through the shopping mall, I enjoyed my tapioca milk tea.
It was my first time drinking it, but it was pretty good.
Until now, I had always felt a little embarrassed buying it alone, but today, in this situation, I felt no embarrassment at all.
That’s because I was hanging out with two high school girls!
Bubble tea is a drink loved by all high school girls in the world.
And I was hanging out with two high school girls.
In other words… After a conversation like, “What, you’ve never tried it? It’s delicious!”
I decided that I could push through with an attitude like, “Well, I’m not really interested, but I’ll give it a try.”
That’s what I decided.
“…Senpai? Why are you smiling?”
“You’re not thinking something weird, are you?”
As I was sucking on the straw, the two of them turned around and looked at me.
“What? What is it?”
Could it be that they’re after my tapioca milk tea… ?
“Senpai. I don’t know what you’re thinking, but that’s not going to happen.”
“Actually… I was just thinking, Hayami…”
For some reason, Nishimiya stared intently at my entire body. Slowly, from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.
“Is something wrong?”
“…No, nothing.”
Did she want to say something? Well, if Nishimiya doesn’t want to say anything, that’s fine.
“Ah, let’s have lunch.”
Shiramine broke the silence. Sure enough, it was a little past 11:30.
Today was a holiday because it was the school’s anniversary, but it was a weekday for most people. It wasn’t very crowded. Anywhere would be fine for three people.
“How about the food court around here…?”
Unfortunately, this area was a little far from the nearest station, so I wasn’t very familiar with it.
“What would you like to eat, Nishimiya-senpai?”
“Um, I’d like something easy to eat.”
“Then, let’s go to the food court.”
“Yeah.”
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The food court on the fourth floor of the shopping mall. There are junk foods like ramen and hamburgers, as well as sweets like donuts and ice cream.
We took a table for four at the end of the food court and took turns buying food.
“Shiramine, are you having ramen?”
“Yes. I don’t usually eat it very often.”
The clear soup was topped with char siu pork and white onions. This was the perfect salt ramen.
“Are you having katsudon?”
“I feel like eating rice. Nishimiya, are you having udon?”
Kake udon with a piece of tempura. It wasn’t a dish that suited a blonde lady very well.
“Let’s eat for now.”
“Yes.”
We broke our chopsticks and started eating.
Mmm. It’s delicious. The broth is flavorful, and the katsu is crispy.
“…It’s delicious. It’s amazing.”
Shiramine also took a bite of the salt ramen and widened her eyes in surprise.
As for Nishimiya,
“After all, kake udon and chikuwa-ten are the best.”
Ah, I totally understand. Why is chikuwa-ten so delicious?
“Speaking of which, what do you do on your days off, Nishimiya-senpai?”
“Eh, um…”
Nishimiya was visibly shaken by Shiramine’s question.
Well, I guess you can’t tell your junior that you’re into otaku activities.
Haha. That’s funny. I can imagine that scene.
“Ouch!”
“Senpai? Is something wrong?”
“No, I just bit my tongue.”
Nishimiya. Did you just step on my foot? You did it on purpose, didn’t you?
I thought to myself and sent her a glance.
“What? Is something wrong, Hayami-kun?”
Nishimiya held up a freshly fried chikuwa tempura with her chopsticks and smiled broadly at me.
[Hey, don’t say anything. You know what I mean, right?]
Her eyes were almost threatening.
“No, nothing… is wrong.”
“I see, I see. Then, that’s fine…”
In the middle of Nishimiya’s words, the smartphone on the table vibrated. The smartphone in the pink case belonged to Nishimiya.
“…”
Nishimiya silently pressed the power button and put it back in her pocket.
“Are you sure you don’t want to answer it?”
“It’s a nuisance call. I’ve been getting them a lot lately.”
“Why don’t you change your phone number?”
“…That’s a bit…”
I could see who was calling. It was just a brief moment before Nishimiya picked up the phone, but I happened to catch a glimpse of it.
“Nishimiya. The udon is getting soggy.”
“Yeah. We should eat quickly.”
Her father. The person Nishimiya had just dismissed as a nuisance call.
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