Chapter 66: Chapter 4 Part X
There were so incredibly famous, nationally known stores that did business with our school. Even though their custors were only students and the stores themselves weren't too very big, they sold items for everyday use and electronic appliances.
"Let's see, I'm sure they have a repair counter sowhere. Let's check it out."
While Kushida headed towards the back of the store, I wondered just how many tis she'd co here. Sakura and I followed close behind.
"I wonder if they'll fix it right away..."
Sakura, looked rather anxious as she took out her digital cara and held it tight.
"You really love your cara, don't you?" I asked.
"Yeah. It's weird, isn't it?"
"No, not at all. It's a good hobby to have, isn't it? I get the feeling there's a significant story attached to that cara. It'd be great if they fixed it soon."
"Yeah."
"There it is! The repairs counter."
The store was crowded with a huge number of products and difficult to navigate, but towards the back was the place where they handled repairs.
"Ah..."
For so reason, Sakura suddenly stopped in her tracks. When I glanced over at her, I noticed she was wearing an expression of blatant fear and revulsion. It seed that sothing had upset her quite a bit. However, when I followed Sakura's line of sight, I saw nothing out of the ordinary.
"What's the matter, Sakura-san?" Kushida asked.
She also must've thought Sakura's behavior was strange.
"Ah, umm... Well..."
Although it seed like she was about to say sothing, all Sakura did was shake her head and take a deep breath.
"It's nothing."
She donned an earnest smile, and walked to the repair counter. Kushida and I exchanged looks, but decided to follow her. Maybe it really was nothing, like she said. Kushida talked to the store clerk and asked him to repair the digital cara. anwhile, incredibly bored, I checked out the appliances on display.
Kushida's worldly wisdom was certainly impressive. Even though it was her first ti eting the store clerk, she was soon talking to him as if they were longti friends. Sakura, the cara's owner, spoke only when she needed to give her consent or to clarify sothing. Even so, the store clerk appeared pretty fired up. He aggressively engaged Kushida in conversation, without even pausing for a breath. Although I could just barely hear the conversation, it sounded like he was asking Kushida on a date. He asked if she wanted to see a certain female idol's concert, which was being screened over in the theater.
He seed like quite the otaku, judging from how passionate he was about a wide range of subjects, from idol elections to idol magazines. Because Kushida didn't show any signs of disliking the conversation, he probably thought he could successfully ask her out. However, I believed she would try her hardest to sidestep the invitation.
He seed to be getting excited over talking to such a cute girl, but their conversation didn't proceed any further. As I'd expected, Kushida began to feel awkward. In order to conclude their business, she urged Sakura to hand over the cara. When the store clerk opened up the cara to confirm the contents, he saw that part of it had been damaged from the fall. That was why the cara wouldn't turn on properly. Fortunately, because Sakura still had the warranty card, the item could be repaired free of charge.
Finally, all Sakura had to do was fill out her contact information, and we'd be done. But Sakura's hand suddenly stopped as she filled out the form.
"Sakura-san?"
Kushida, thinking that sothing strange was going on, called out to Sakura. She seed to be hesitating for so reason. I didn't intend to say anything at the ti, but her attitude seed to weigh on my mind. And also—
The store clerk, who had previously been absorbed in his conversation with Kushida, now stared directly at Sakura. Both Sakura and Kushida were looking down at the form, so they didn't notice. But the clerk had unsettling eyes. Even n would find it a little creepy.
"Can I see that for a second?" I asked.
"Huh?"
Standing next to Sakura, I reached for the pen she was holding. She didn't seem to understand why I wanted it, but she anxiously handed it over.
"When the repairs are finished, please contact ."
"H-hey, wait a minute. Contact you? She's the owner, isn't she? That would be..."
"The manufacturer warranty explicitly shows where the item was sold and the date of purchase. Also, I doubt there'd be any legal problems with
putting my information down. It should be perfectly fine if the user's na is different than the purchaser's."
Before the clerk could say "I understand
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