Kei: It’ll be fine. She didn’t seem like a bad girl to me.
Youko: Fft!
Kei: ……Youko-chan, what was that laugh? What was that “you really are a pushover” chortle just now?
Youko: You really are a pushover.
Kei: Wah, Youko-chan, you don’t mince words.
Youko: You’re sweet, you see. You’re young, you see? Put ’em together and “sweet baby”?
Kei: ……Mom always said, if you can’t believe in other people, then they won’t believe in you.
Youko: Uwa— such an unassuming upbringing you’ve had.
Kei: Geez……
Kei: Just try not to scare me so much, okay?
Youko: Iyaa~ it’s summer, right? It’s the season. Did I help chase the heat away? (TN: To the Japanese, summer is the season for scary stories, partly because of the Obon Festival and partly because a little chill in the spine helps dispel the heat.)
Kei: Uuu… I’m really not built to take that stuff……
Youko: Izzat so? Well, one more scary tidbit for you, then.
Kei: Uya!?
Youko: Actually, this was the reason I called, but——
Kei: ……Huh?
This reason she called is lost in the void.
Kei: Why does that part have to get cut off, Youko-chan?
I glance at the resentful display of my cell phone.
Not even a single antenna mark is standing.
Uwa— no wonder it wouldn’t connect.
Kei: But, really……
For her to get cut off after all that dancing around the subject makes me really worried.
…On the other hand, if she was going to dance around it so long, it would’ve been nice if she did that after giving me her message.
*puchi puchi puchi*
I try to call her back, but nothing.
Nary a blip of signal.
The only things speaking are the bugs in my belly.
That reminds me, I haven’t eaten anything for dinner, today.
There are snacks in my pack, but, what should I do? I was thinking I would have some tea, but……
| 夜食は美容の敵かも | お菓子も食べるよ | 葛ちゃんと食べよう |
| I’ll have a snack, too. | Nighttime snacks are the figure’s enemy. | I’ll go eat them with Tsudzura-chan. |