| Well, well... |
[13 Mar 2004|08:33pm] |
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Hn... I wonder if it was right to chose such a light blueberry-tone for that blouse - but then again, anything should go with black, ne *nfu*. If I only could find my black leather pants that are fitting so nicely *sigh*, but now I only have that - skirt. Had I mistaken Tsugumi-neesan's mini skirt for my pants, after all? Well, not that I mind, anyways - I am quite confident with my legs. Still, Yuuta wouldn't look at me when I asked him for his opinion, but at least he agreed on coming along to the tryouts tomorrow.
As for project S.E.M.E, Oishi-kun still seems rather reluctant, but since our antagonists haven't been idle either, I think he'll have to agree sooner or later...
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| *nfu* |
[08 Mar 2004|09:51pm] |
In a hurry.
Just some notes on upcoming project
S.E.M.E (Systematic Experimentation on Manlyness Establishment)
(I) call Yoshinori-san for equipment:
gun (Geco C225)
truncheon (black, size 2)
uniform (navy, size M)
(II) ask Atsushi for gloves, Yanagisawa for sunglasses
(III) inspect Shibuya center for masculine eau de toilette (and new nail file)
(IV) call O. to convince him of S.E.M.E's merits, arguments based on file A-12/1
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[05 Mar 2004|04:42pm] |
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Well, I might have been neglecting my livejournal for quite some time again. I am quite inclined to say that these online devices are rather for amusement, and not for such a busy person like me *nfu*, but well... it is quite useful for observation purposes and communication.
Maa, nothing worth mentioning happend, anyways. Well, aside from a... possibly rash decision to fetch someone back that I felt must not miss on his special day. Maybe I should have handed him the present earlier (I used splendid merino wool for the sweater which would have provided enough warmth for two), but then again, it would've been difficult to climb up the wall with such a burden... the evening was wonderful, nevertheless, and it certainly was worth that little cold *nfu*.
What else? Oh right, it seems that Sengoku-kun has become close friends with Yuuta now. Well, I appreciate this chance to gather some more data on such a capable player, though, the more data I collect the more...bizarre he appears to me... However, since he clearly stated that he wanted to change his style of tennis, I wonder if I can make him realize the advantages of transferring to St. Rudolph?
Oh, and I had been quite surprised to receive a letter with such an offer, but I suppose modeling is not too far off my endowments, ne? *nfu*
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[09 Jan 2004|09:52pm] |
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Well, the last days have been rather calm, at least for me. Fortunately my ...roommate seems to have quite a sense of what is the best solution for us both and appears to stay over at other rooms quite frequently, which gives me more time and leisure to redirect my attention at other issues.
Yesterday, I went skiing with Oishi-kun after I talked to him him at lunch. Well, since my endeavours concerning certain matters seem to grow a little futile *sigh, I ended up helping him at another one. Guess I don't need the extra pair of gloves I brought to the camp, the ones Kaneda-kun gave me are proving quite robust despite their apperance *nfu*.
Oh, by the way, I discovered something that might cheer Yuuta-kun up a little. Cozy nights in the ski lodge are supposed to be one of the more romantic scenes, ne *nfu*...
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| Typing on my apple I-book...in the 5th floor corridor |
[06 Jan 2004|12:50pm] |
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Whoever it was that arranged the room sharing situation, if this is supposed to be a joke, it's a very poor one. Yuuta and me arrived here at the ski camp, still being glad that that we managed to avoid the necessity of talking more than politeness required to a certain someone at the New Year's party - but this is just...ridiculous. If this camp's purpose is to make the participants feeling as uncomfortable as possible in their rooms, I can already pass my congratulations to the organizers *snort*, and I'm quite positive that Yuuta-kun is just as eager to follow my example.
Talking about Yuuta...I'm not sure sure whether anything happened, but ever since New Year, his behaviour towards me has been a little peculiar. It's not as if he seems mad at me or avoiding me, but still, he's being a little secretive.
By the way - ganbatte, Oishi-kun. Even though if you left rather abruptly last time - just remember my words and I'm fairly sure you will succeed at the end *nfu*.
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| Christmas afterglow |
[30 Dec 2003|09:23pm] |
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Now that the hustle and bustle about Christmas is over, I've finally found some time to type something in my journal. You see, as much as I like the christmas season, with its sparkling lights and the scent of pine trees and cinnamon, I did miss the time I had for myself, my reseach and my loved one.
Speaking of, I'm still amused when I recall Yuuta's surprised and cute face when he got his present *nfu*, I guess he never thought I'd be willing to help him violating school rules... but it was painful to see his pining for coffee, and that baby coffee machine somehow reminded me of him. And it seemed that we had quite similar thoughts this time, the only difference is that I can consume my present in public *nfu*... Oh, and I was quite surprised that I got a present from Kaneda, too. He's quite astounding thinking of presents for his teammates, considering he was dealing with this strange issue concerning black roses... I think I have underestimated him a little.
Well, as you might have heard, the performance went quite well, and our headmistress was very satisfied with my choice of accompaniment, telling me that "our chemistry was intriguing" afterwards. *nfufu* Somtimes elderly ladies are still very perceptive...
Kaa-sama wasn't pleased to learn that I won't be at home this New Year's, but when I said I was spending it with Yuuta, she seemed to approve *nfu*. Though I'm quite glad that we won't be at his home either, but will visit a...friend of his, I suppose? Well, I think I'll bring some wine along, a little variation from traditional food won't hurt.
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| "Without Music, Life Would be an Error" |
[17 Dec 2003|11:31am] |
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These were the words of Friedrich Nietzsche, one of the greatest philosophers of the 19th century. And especially when christmas draws nearer, this sentence proves itself to be true... *nfu* You must know, St. Rudolph - as a christian influenced school - carries out a christmas service every year, which I believe is quite similar to those in Europe or America, although of course, Japanese customs have inevitably meged with Western ones. Our esteemed headmistress must have been very pleased with my performance last year, singing the school hymn, for she asked me if I would mind doing it again this year, and also, whether I preferred to be accompanied by the school orchestra like last year, or if I wanted to try it with a single instrument for a change. Maa, I have a very high opinion of our orchestra, but a single instrument has its charms, too... Especially because I've got a potential player in mind *smirk*... and 'not taking classes anymore' is definitely no excuse *nfufu*...
Speaking of, I keep getting amused at the impression Yuuta has left at home. Tsugumi-neesan just called me and complained why she she wasn't told that 'Yuuta-kun' had been visiting until kaa-sama gushed over "that adorable boy"... well, I'm not sure if he could have dealt with double the amount of cheek pinching *nfu*... fortunately for him, Itsumi-neesan had already moved away some time ago. Though, I assume she'd be the least, well exuberant of those three - Tsugumi-neesan is hardly to surpass, after all.
And no, I'm not commenting or arguing with that contumelious 'manager' from Yamabuki. For I am by no means immature to such an extent as to address certain ...issue he has brought up.
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| Pleasures of the Advent Season... |
[09 Dec 2003|10:14am] |
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Aiya, as you might already now, Yuuta-kun has well survived kaa-sama's inspectio. Not only that, but I suppose that from now on, he'll be invited to our house some more times ...I wonder where we'll spend christmas eve? After all, kaa-sama wasn't just pleased with my company, she was - well, ecstatic may be more appropriate to describe her opinion. I would have had reasons for getting a little jealous, witnessing someone else smacking kisses and touching Yuuta's cheeks like that, but well - if he preferred middle-aged women in Kimonos... I'm quite sure I have a Yukata somewhere *nfu*...
Talking about christmas - I managed to pursuade Yuuta into going on a little christmas shopping with me. Ahh, wandering through the christmassy lit streets is indeed enjoyable, a very nice diversion from the stressful work of a club manager. And not only have I found charming christmas presents, but also a... very amusing sight...
Atobe Keigo, Hyoutei's esteemed tennis club president...who would have thought that he had it in him to work as a model? Moreover, even I have to admit that his fashion sense is surely unique *nfufu*. Ahh, it is too unfortunate that I didn't take my camera with me, as that would have made an absolutely gorgeous christmas card to be spread among St. Rudolph's students *smirk*...
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| ...I guess the information gathering skill runs in the family? |
[24 Nov 2003|11:02am] |
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The other day, I received a letter from my home. Of course, this fact alone would be nothing worth reporting, since the number of letters I'm getting each day is not small - and I'm not talking about parental ones only *nfu*... However, it seems like my parents (or more precisely: the maternal half of them) have found out about Yuuta and me... and don't approve. *sigh* Kaa-sama is asking me to bring Yuuta home and introduce him to the family, but just as I know my mother, she'll be enormously dissatisfied with 'my choice'.
You know, ever since I was small, Kaa-sama kept saying that she always wanted a daughter, because she didn't like boys until they were old enough to buy their first perfume. Well, back then, that didn't make any difference for me, I liked the dress-...clothing Kaa-sama made for me. And I didn't mind the neighbours calling me "Jime-hime-chan" - I was a cute child after all *nfu*... But Yuuta is - a boy though and though. Not that I mind, but I'm wondering if a little adjustments to his wardrobe would help him passing though mother's approbation check? Maa, I won't go as far as dressing him up...though, maybe I should go shopping with him and give him some advice on cosmetics?
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| Halloween is coming soon, ne... |
[30 Oct 2003|03:55pm] |
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Ara ara, this is erm... interesting
...it's... just a little web game, isn't it *nfu*... Yuuta-kun, if you want candy you could've just asked *nfu*...
In English classes, we have just started examining William Shakespeare's works, and Macbeth in particular. His language and writing style left a great impression on me, so I started reading his sonnets on my own: all I can say so far is that these are splendid pieces of poetry, and definitely worth reading *nfu*...
As for the unpleasant situation, I drafted some plans, but somehow they all seem to be doomed to failure *sigh*. Buchou has been quite obtrusive the last days, so I better think of something quickly... especially since I, myself, am not content with the school's decision the tiniest bit.
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[22 Oct 2003|10:38am] |
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As of Sunday, the loudmouths from a certain school should be silenced for now. Let me announce the great (while not unexpected *nfu*) victory of the Sei Rudolph gakuin tennis team. Other from my match, I was very pleased by Yuuta-kun's performance in singles 1: Not letting Atobe-kun to get more than one game from the opponent was certainly an unprecedented success.
As for the other games, it's sufficient to say that my calculations never...rarely fail. From my observations, Akutagawa is a player whose style has been always influenced greatly by that of his opponent - and so I played very... economically, resulting in Akutagawa nodding off once in a while. And just as I had predicted, he fell asleep completely after the third game, so I gained a default win. But after all, the outcome is all that counts, ne? *nfu*
Saa.. now we should celebrate that victory condignly. Anyone has an idea? I heard about Seigaku celebrating while bowling, so what about us going for ...mini-golf? *smile*
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[18 Oct 2003|05:25pm] |
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Maa, no time to write entries again? I must apogolize then, however, it's not very polite sitting in front of the computer all day, when you have got a guest in your room... but now the guest is under the shower, so I might risk to type a livejournal entry in order to catch up.
A very regrettable incident forced Yuuta to evacuate from his dorm room and move into mine, until the problem is extinguished completely. But well, spiders are very nice little creatures, aren't they *nfu*...
Admittedly, we had lost against hyoutei in the tournament, but now the time for our rematch has come. Next sunday we'll play against them again, and I'm not planning to lose again. Yuuta's playing Singles 1, but it's -not- only because of, erm *cough*...anyways, I'm very proud of him. Perhaps it's because he's been following my training instructons with even more devotion, or perhaps it's because I've been able to gain more data on him than -any- other person ever *nfu*... but he now has the capability to be our official Singles 1.
Yanagisawa kept begging me to play against Hyoutei's Mukahi (mattaku, doesn't he ever give up?), so I've let him and Atsushi switch with Akazawa and Kaneda. I have reasons to assume that the Oshitari/Mukahi pair will play Doubles 1 on sunday, and when Yanagisawa's determined to show off his new techniques in front of Mukahi-kun, I won't be one to stop him. After all, winning is our goal, ne? *smile*
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| Hm... |
[12 Sep 2003|02:52am] |
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It does not suit me, but I am confused. Please bear with the cryptic speech in the following entry as it just reflects my current state of mind.
So *cough* that was the reason for all those glances, after all? I hate to admit, but my suspicions seem to have proved wrong yet again... Until just now, I haven't been in the right condition of going over the happenings of the day before yesterday, but now I feel the urge to tell someone. And not just someone. Yet... I can't find the courage to face him, don't want to see his hurt face... - but it's not like it was my fault to begin with, is it? And it would be better to let him know of it, before the news reaches him... oh, and possibly him...! I need to meet him, now.
Dear god, and I don't even want to think about the fact that someone already knows, although I have several reasons to predict that he will not gossip...
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| Time has passed so quickly... |
[09 Sep 2003|09:18pm] |
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I'm genuinely sorry to have neglected my livejournal for such a long time, but other aspects of life than sitting in front of a computer have been keeping me rather busy, which I just could not delay. Or did not want to *nfu*...anyways, as you may see, the weekend I spent at Yuuta-kun's did not kill me - I may even say that it has been rather enjoyable, at least most of the time. Perhaps it was a gift from heaven that Tezuka-san was also staying over, so that I did not have to talk to Yuuta's brother much...even if we did have a talk. An insignificant one.
By the way, it seems that I can't find my favourite shirt anymore, the purple one with roses on it. I wonder if I've forgotten it at Yuuta's house...? *sigh* I would be inconsolable if I really lost it, since it was a very special shirt to me - I spent nearly two weeks sewing it from a wonderful fabric (silk-like yet comfortable) I was lucky to find in a small boutique in Kyoto that has closed a year ago. Hopefully the shirt's just hiding somewhere in my room...
Well, I'll excuse myself for today; the training menus I've been working for still require to be revised a little. I won't let Akazawa find any reason to criticize my schedule.
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[16 Aug 2003|12:30pm] |
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*smile*
You know, there are days when you are totally at odds with yourself and the world. But sometimes, there are other days where... you just can't stop smiling even if there's no one there to be captivated by your magnetic smile *nfu*. Today is such a day, and I would rather tear my violets-on-clover bed sheets into parts asunder than display the reason for my good frame of mind on this public journal. Zannen desu ne, minna-san, but for the time being, you have to be satisfied with a hint: cream-caramel-mélange cake *smile*...
The situation in the tennis club has returned back to normal, concerning the juice-incident, that is. Akazawa seems to be less hostile towards me these days, or you could even say that he's trying to be friendly. But now and then it seems to me that he has something to say, but does not know how to put it into words... if my time allows it, I will pursue this issue further. As for the other team members... I have a feeling that something is not right with Kisarazu. He used to be one of the top students at English (according to my records, his grades in the running year have never been lower than B and in his next test, he should score a straight A), but recently, he has serious problems even to understand simple questions. I have no idea whether that is an after-effect of Di-Vine, but asking Seigaku's Inui is certainly out of question. Maa, Yanagisawa's been taking care of him, so I better take care of my own problems...
My current position is - Yuuta-kun has asked me to accompany him this weekend, when he's returning home. Well, as problematic as this plan might seem to me, it's still Yuuta-kun's request and I can not decline it *sigh*. So at least, I want to make a good impression, and I've already packed my favourite purple shirt (that one with those charming roses on it), among four other similar shirts - you never know, ne *nfu*? But honestly, I seriously doubt that Yuuta's brother will talk to me without being forced (well, most likely not even then *snort*), but anyways - this time, I'll make him remember my name!
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[03 Aug 2003|08:18pm] |
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Today was Akazawa buchou's birthday and he told us earlier that he'd give a little party instead of having practice. Yuuta-kun proposed that I should try to make amends for sacrificing his hamster, for example by baking a cake or something, and I gave in - even if it meant that I couldn't take the Fragrant Lili Of The Valley Bubble Bath I've been looking forward to a week *sigh*... but Yuuta-kun was probably right, so I gave my best and created a spendid gateau with a cream-caramel-mélange frosting and sugar roses - I was so proud! Yuuta-kun only said it didn't look too poisonous, but I know he was bit jealous of Akazawa, so I secretly made another small one for him *smile*. He'll like it for sure *nfu*...
However, that retarded Akazawa - he is simply not capable of appreciating the high arts of baking *snort*. When I presented my masterpiece to him, he suddenly started to cry and kept shouting that he 'knew I would try it again', that he refused to take anything edible from me - and threw the cake onto the ground! What a moron. I guess Kaneda tried to explain his behaviour - he whispered to me that the cream-caramel-mélange looked just like that very hamster's fur. But how should I know!? Do I look like I have my wall decorated with Akazawa's hamster's fur patterns? Anyways, it's a shame for that exceptional cake to end up as substitute for snow in the following snowball fight *sigh*. Nomura-kun got hit in the face by Yanagisawa, who got lathered with cream by Kisarazu, while Kaneda hid behind his raging buchou. And yours truly... well, I retreated from the battlefield the moment I saw Akazawa glaring at me. What a troublesome guy *sigh*... but you can't say I haven't tried!
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| Changes... |
[02 Aug 2003|10:19pm] |
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If I were to start at the beginning, I'd have to reflect on issues I don't really want to be reminded of... so I'll just try to explain why things turned out as they are now - perhaps it'll help me to come to terms with myself.
As for the concert itself, I did not expect much more - Pucchini and Verdi appeal so much more to me than this terribly loud noise that is supposed to be modern music *snort*. It didn't matter, though, since my real intention joining Yuuta-kun was not to hear some would-be music, but to make sure it was... him that send me those letters. Not that I cared, really *nfu* - I've been always aware of the looks he would give me, showing the childish devotion and trust he had. But it was entertaining and I wondered if it could actually turn into more, so that I could increase my influence on him.
But that Saturday changed everything. You may already know some details, and they *cough* don't really matter. Anyways, Yuuta-kun wouldn't talk to me on our way back and afterwards, he withdrew from me completely. I had no idea how vexing it could be when you don't have anyone to talk to *dramatic sigh*. Apparently, the talk about the ...drink incident had spreaded all over the school and people started to avoid me. Though Akazawa didn't seem too blood-thirsty anymore (he forgets easily *nfu*), he kept Kaneda from talking to me, but at least Yuuta-kun - I was sure! - would be there. However, I was mistaken.
For three days, he refused to talk to anyone, including myself, which had never occurred before, and somehow this new situation was very unsatisfactory and highly irritating. I had no appetite. I couldn't sleep. I even forgot to give myself a manicure! Having spent days in agony, I couldn't bear it anymore and visited Yuuta-kun Wednesday evening. Well... I guess it's sufficient to say that things are different between us - however, I'm grateful that other things have never changed.
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| night and day... |
[25 Jul 2003|10:22pm] |
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The situation has calmed down a little and as for now, Yanagisawa, Kisarazu and Kaneda all have woken up, though some of them still suffer from slight impairment of their sense organs, mainly their tastebuds. As expected, Kaneda was the last one to wake up (he came back to consciousness yesterday), but he was also the least annoyed and annoying of those three - unlike Yanagizawa, who keeps shouting around, or even Akazawa buchou, Kaneda just seems to be a little embarrased. But - yare yare, I have never seen Akazawa acting so emotional as he did when Kaneda woke up, he nearly cried and hugged him, when the latter first opened his eyes. Quite unreproducible, if you ask me - haven't the other two woken up already and wasn't it just a matter of time that the last one does as well? Why waste so much body fluid and, in addition, mess up your facial expression? And not enough - that moron even tried to persuade Kaneda into joining himself in his so-called "revenge" against me, though Kaneda was apparently still not capable of grasping the situation back then. Really, what a childish behaviour from our esteemed team leader *sigh*... I should make them all reconsider their misapprehension of team moral...
Aside from those rather tedious events, something pleasant occurred to me yesterday morning. Yuuta-kun asked if I would come along to a concert tomorrow evening... oh well, I could need some enjoyable distraction and Yuuta-kun's company is always enjoyable *nfu*.
As for those obscure love notes, I keep finding a new one every day. Somehow I grew accustomed to receiving them and the space under my pillow has become slightly messy, so that I have started to store the notes in a small box made of paper with little butterflies on it. Of course, I've tinkered it myself, since I wanted the colours of the box to match with those on the letters. And since I already have a suspicion concerning their origin, I will try to confirm it within the next days - haa, how I love detective work *nfu*...
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| What was that for? |
[24 Jul 2003|12:02am] |
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I'm shocked! Today there was a letter in my underwear drawer! I won't stress the details of how I discovered it... but still, those are starting to occupy my mind in a not very subtle but stubborn way. Is that possibly a hint, pointing to their origin?
Well, only some hours after I wrote my entry about Di-Vine, I received a phone call from Seigaku's Inui... he spoke in a quite low voice and I couldn't understand too well what he meant by "exclusively made up for you", "insulting the truth and beauty of data" and "lesson". However, I caught his intention of warning me to proceed any further with plans I might have with that recipe. Furthermore, he assured that the drink only caused a temporarily disfunction of the sense organs and consciousness, but shouldn't have long-term effects on the organism, as it wasn't his aim to harm any innocent people. Really, although it is pleasant to hear that nobody would to carry away serious damage from that drink (in fact, Kisarazu regained consciousness today, but I witnessed him ordering strangely flavoured food)... what drove Inui to this? And to deny that any innocent individual was harmed - I am *very* displeased with the fact that I ordered those annoying seeds and worked in the garden for weeks for nothing!
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| what a day... |
[21 Jul 2003|11:06pm] |
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Sakana ~ Shiina Ringo |
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Now I'm really getting curious. As you may already guess, I found one of those love notes, again - this time in my tennis racket bag. This guy, whoever it is, must be quite persistent *nfu*...
As for the drink: Today should have been the glorious day of its first performance, but somehow it went a bit - out of control, if you want to say so. Initially, I had planned letting Akazawa, Yanagisawa and Kisarazu take a glass of Di-Vine and have singles and doubles matches with consumers and non-consumers (Akazawa vs. Yuuta and Yanagisawa/Kisarazu vs. Kaneda/Nomura) in order to take several data. But for some reasons, Akazawa simply refused to take the drink and just threw glares at me, gritting teeth and muttering something about this "precious baby" and "revenge". Ara, did he know..?
Anyways, that didn't matter, as Kaneda volunteered to take Akazawas part "for the sake of the club", as he said. And the outcome - well, after the three of them took the first sips of the drink, their faces went through different shades of blue (Yanagisawas had slight traces of a turquoise-ish green, though) and they started stammering incoherent phrases, before dropping onto the ground, apparently unconscious. Akazawa freaked out, seeing Kaneda pass out and fell on his knees, panicking and screaming "Are you alive!? Say something!!" while Nomura-kun fainted behind them. Really... haven't they heard about the initial effects of Inui's drinks? They are just *expected* to knock out you first, supposedly due to the usually strong taste...
However, I cannot deny that those three have not been in condition of walking all day, let alone playing tennis: in fact, they are still unconscious. Now and them Yanagisawa wakes up, babbling nonsense like "The moon is falling into the tomato soup, dane… bread is dancing and singing, dane… Mizuki is a b-" *cough* well, you shouldn't listen to the ramblings of a certifiably insane, but I guess I should go visit them in the hospital wing tomorrow morning again...
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