"It's been a long ti, Sawamura-san."
"Huh!?"
Eriri widened her eyes, staring at the person in front of her.
She s
Three seconds later...
Eriri gritted her teeth,
"Ehh! Eriri!"
Sayuri watched her daughter run off and imdiately called out loudly.
But unfortunately, Eriri had no intention of looking back.
Clearly, she was in a state where nothing could get through to her.
Seeing this, Sayuri turned to Yukima Azuma, apologizing.
"Sorry, Yukima-kun."
Then, she lifted the hem of her kimono, preparing to chase after Eriri.
Yukima Azuma quickly raised a hand to stop her.
"Sayuri-obasan, it's not convenient for you to run in a kimono. Let go after her instead."
Hearing this, Sayuri casually lowered the hem of her kimono.
In reality, she had already planned to do that.
Had Yukima Azuma not stopped her, she was ready to perform the "stumble and fall" act.
After all, with her wooden geta sandals, the act would have been perfectly believable!
"Then, please take care of Eriri for , Yukima-kun!"
Sayuri spoke in a light, easygoing tone.
Yukima Azuma nodded, then quickly ran after Eriri.
Sayuri watched his figure grow smaller in the distance, resting her hand on her cheek and smiling softly.
"Ara ara..."
.....
Eriri kept her head down, running desperately forward.
Sawamura Spencer Eriri was a true otaku.
She loved watching ani, playing 2D gas, and was even an 18 doujinshi artist.
During the entire spring break, Eriri didn't step out of the house once.
She spent her days holed up in her room, sotis drawing doujinshi, sotis watching ani, or playing gas.
But today was different.
Today, at the shopping center in Osaka, there was a big ani event.
Although Eriri had no intention of attending the exhibition, her mother, Sayuri, invited her to walk around the event with her.
As an otaku, and given her mother's invitation, Eriri reluctantly agreed.
The event itself wasn't very interesting.
Even though it was a big event, it wasn't well-known and couldn't compare to the grand-scale events like Winter Comiket that she had attended.
Eriri even felt a bit regretful for leaving the house.
But...
When she was about to leave the event and head ho, she suddenly stopped in the middle of the plaza street.
Her gaze pierced through the crowd, landing on a familiar figure.
It felt like a dream, both real and surreal.
As if she were sinking into a marvelous dream.
Eriri stood still, unable to speak.
Noticing her silence, Sayuri looked in the sa direction as her daughter and softly called out.
When that figure turned around, Eriri felt incredibly lucky to have left the house today.
'This is a fateful encounter! If I miss this, I'll regret it for the rest of my life!'
The thought flashed through Eriri's mind.
Since their parting, nearly every mont, she had incessantly thought of that figure.
Even in her dreams, she would et that person again.
But...
"It's been a long ti, Sawamura-san."
Those words shattered all of Eriri's illusions, tearing apart her beautiful dream of a reunion into tiny fragnts.
'What the hell is this! Back then, I told him to call Sawamura, but he wouldn't! He kept yelling "Eriri, Eriri" without stopping!'
Tears, transparent and silent, fell behind Eriri.
They hit the ground, shattering into sparkling pieces, like shattered glass.
Her dreams of a reunion...
...were completely destroyed by the words "Sawamura-san."
Since getting to know Yukima Azuma, he had never called her by her last na.
Even though she had repeatedly opposed it, trying to correct him, he stubbornly insisted on calling her "Eriri, Eriri" without ceasing.
Gradually, Eriri beca used to it, no longer complaining.
But now, the unfamiliar address blurred the sense of familiarity she had once felt.
Since the day they parted, Eriri had realized, for the first ti in a painful and clear way...
...that she and Yukima Azuma had truly broken up.
And so, her heart shattered.
That simple phrase was like a shout before an avalanche, like the last straw that broke the cal's back.
And so, Eriri ran away.
The young girl lowered her head and fled, unaware of the person walking in the opposite direction.
Then, "bump," the two collided.
"Sorry, sorry."
Eriri imdiately apologized reflexively.
Although she often acted arrogant, as a true Oujou-sama, Eriri had been raised with good manners.
However, having good manners wasn't always a good thing.
"Hey, do you know what you're doing? Are you blind, you idiot!"
The harsh, an words reached Eriri's ears.
She froze, rooted to the spot.
Clearly, she had apologized imdiately, and the other person hadn't even fallen.
So why were they saying things like that?
Eriri lifted her sparkling eyes and looked up.
In front of her stood two girls who were a bit taller than her, wearing short skirts and jackets tied loosely at the waist, with red-dyed hair and expressions that were clearly intended to look displeased.
Unpleasant!
Just from a glance, it was obvious they were the real-life "Gyaru" type.
In reality, it was nothing like the characters in light novels.
In novels, characters like them could be cute, both bad and good at the sa ti.
But in real life, they just made others want to avoid them, feeling uneasy and bothered.
"What's with your expression? It's so annoying!"
"Bakayarou! Did you hit your head or sothing?!"
Clearly, the two girls recognized that Eriri was easy to bully and pushed even further.
"You... what do you want? My boyfriend is nearby, and he'll be here soon!"
Out of worry, Eriri blurted out.
She had read online that when dealing with troublemakers, the best way to make them back off was to make them feel intimidated.
The two girls indeed hesitated for a mont, their expressions sour and annoyed.
After exchanging glances for a while, one of them extended her hand in front of Eriri.
Seeing Eriri flustered, the girl looked up and said:
"I wasn't planning on letting you off so easily, but I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let you go. Pay a few thousand yen, and next ti, be more careful where you walk!"
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