Short Story Collection: Chapter 1 – Karen Tendou and Masked Gar
Today, she visited , Karen Tendou (5th grade), in my room again, just as usual.
“Hey, hey! Here cos the Masked Gar!”
“Hello, Sheena-san.”
“…I’m the Masked Gar.”
“…Hello, Masked Gar.”
“Hehe, well, hello, hello!”
This onee-san is always noisy.
I smiled at the magical girl mask-wearing pervert- no, the kind onee-san.
“Well, what we’re going to do today, Mafuyu-“
“Masked Gar!”
“…Masked Gar-san.”
It’s been one year since I started playing video gas with this girl in my neighborhood.
Initially, our relationship is “a lonely genius and a kind onee-san.” Right now, it turned into “a dumb onee-san that self-proclaim as master of gaming and an innocent child that’s willing to play with her” ultimately.
She turned on a racing ga and put a controller in front of .
“Hehe, …I’ll not go easy on you, Karen-chan.”
“No, you never went easy on -“
“Ah, Karen-chan, there’s a UFO outside!”
“Can’t you act more like an adult!?”
“Eh, hiya!? Crap, I can’t see the screen from the holes in my mask at all!”
“You deserved it, right!?”
Masked Gar-san always ended up like this.
She’s immature, embarrassing, serious in gaming, and…
“Haha, I won again, Masked Gar!”
“This pisses off!”
…That’s why I sincerely love the ti when I get to play video gas with her.
“One more round, Karen-chan!”
“Alright, alright…”
“The mask is troubleso! I’ll throw it away!”
“Seriously!?”
So, I, Karen Tendou, was perhaps influenced by this Masked Gar -Sheena-san. She taught all this.
“I love video gas.”
“I have to play seriously.”
“I shouldn’t be embarrassed (negative example).”
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