yamaboshi | ❉ open shipping post

[ That's not very convincing. Something tells him that her response is off. He furrows his brow for a moment, then decides to just focus on the walk. ]

You don't have to call me Maebara-san. You can just call me Keiichi if you want.

Kei... ichi, then.

[ She feels a bit uncomfortable calling him by first name, but he gave her permission, so she supposes it's fine. ]

Anyway, we're almost here. The classroom should be a few doors down. I should get going, since mine is upstairs.

Alright. I've probably taken up enough of your time anyway.

[ He gives her a grateful smile, unaware that he's smiling the kind of smile that is usually accompanied by a pink background and shoujo sparkles. ]

Maybe I'll see you around school some more, Inaba-san.

Ahaha... it's nothing to worry about.

[ Her laugh is sheepish as she finds herself glancing away from him out of embarrassment, trying to hide her flushed cheeks at that smile. ]

And probably. If you're interested, feel free to look at our club after classes. Clubs are mandatory at this school, so you'll have to join one.

I was never in any clubs before. But if you're in it, I guess I'll have to check it out.

[ He's not even aware that she's blushing at him, just that she looks really cute. Which might be why he's unconsciously flirting with her, not even aware that he's not moving towards his classroom door at all. ]

Ah...

[ Her mouth gapes slightly, hearing her heart beat quickly in her chest. Yeah, she's not going to look directly at him as she speaks. ]

Y-Yeah. Just knock on the door when you get there and ask for me. I better get going.

[ She needs to rush out before she does something she regrets. She can't. She can't. ]

I'll see you later.

Bye. And thanks again, Inaba-san.

[ And as she hurries off, he's going to wonder what exactly he said that made her stammer like that. She didn't really seem that shy, but who knows?

Shrugging his shoulders, he tucks his hands into his pockets and walks into his classroom. He'll just have to check out her club after school and see how he likes it. At least he'd kind of know somebody there. ]

[ To be honest, Inaba is honestly anticipating his appearance in the club, getting really excited. The others are kind of busy doing their own thing, so she's the only one in the clubroom, her heart beating fast. It's been way too long since she's seen Keiichi, and she honestly didn't think that she'd see him in her world at all.

But he... doesn't remember her.

It's like that time before, when Taichi didn't. She's fine.

Of course.

At least she can at least lay down on her couch, staring at the ceiling idly, wondering if he'd show up to the club. It's fine if he doesn't, she tells herself unconvincingly. ]

[ Clubs seem like they'd be either really fun or a big pain in the ass. There hadn't really been any that called out to him because of what they were about, so when it came time for him to choose a club, he ended up outside the door to the clubroom, looking at it pensively for a moment.

He took a deep breath, then knocked on the door. Alright, time to go socialize. That's something he never did before he transferred, so he really hopes it goes well. ]

[ Ah.

Straightening herself out on the couch, she wipes her eyes to make sure that no tears tempt to fall. She doesn't know who's at the door, so she just calls out: ]

Come in!

[ He slowly opens the door, not sure what to expect. He's never been to a club meeting together, so part of him is expecting to open the door and see a bunch of girls with desks pushed together playing games or something.

Instead, it's just Inaba on a couch. He lets the door close behind him, feeling a little awkward. ]

Oh, uh... hi. It's Keiichi.

Haha, yeah, sorry to disappoint -- the others aren't here yet. Iori went to talk to Gotou about some things, and the other club members are just not here yet. Feel free to come in, though. If the others show up, I'm sure they won't mind another person.

Oh... um, should I sit down somewhere and wait for them?

[ She seems to have the couch taken over, anyway. But she seems a little more comfortable right now, at least as far as he can tell. He's too dense to realize that she was almost at full-on doki doki before. ]

Huh? Ah, sure.

[ Let Inaba just fix herself on the couch so that she doesn't take over the entirety of the couch. ]

I might as well entertain you while you're here, though. Welcome to the Student Cultural Society Club -- there's a total of five of us third years and two second years. Well, I'm currently the vice president and Iori's the president, but we kind of have to let go of the club soon because of tests. [ She smiles, a little wistfully. ] So Chihiro and Shino will be taking over.

Our club basically studies and reports on different cultures and puts it in a newspaper every month. You just need to write one article a month. The rest of the time we just fuck around.

[ He joins her on the couch, not sitting too close to her but also clearly not being weird about it. ]

So, we just write a report once a month? That sounds easy enough. I'm pretty good at writing reports, though I'm probably better at doing it orally.

...And giving oral reports, too.

[ Oh my god what a pervert. ]

Pretty much. I check the reports, so don't write anything stupid. Taichi already does that.

[ Seriously, he writes about pro-wrestling. ]

Will you share what kind of oral report you'd give me?

[ Okay, he'd better get serious. He should consider this an informal audition, so no more oral sex jokes. Unless she starts joking back. ]

I learned a lot about history at my old school [ And all the manga he read ], so I could probably tell you all about the Sangoku Period in China or the Hundred Years War in Europe.

[ He folds his arms behind his head, leaning back against the couch and closing his eyes. ]

But that stuff can be pretty boring to people. So, I'd have to add a little bit of dramatic flair.

Hmm. I see.

[ She places her hand under her chin, humming in interest. ]

What kind of dramatic flair are we talking about here?

I'd need some visual aids. Like a map of a continent that I can dramatically rip away, revealing a map of the same continent beneath it filled with fire. Or maybe I'd act out the different roles in the story... I think I'd like to be a voice actor one day.

[ That's right, this version of Keiichi hasn't sung any terrible rap duets with policemen, so musician isn't something he's considered. ]

If you're planning on being a voice actor. . . I want to test you. I have a friend here who actually has a voice fetish for Taichi, but. If you plan on becoming a voice actor. I want to hear you try and seduce me.

If you wanted me to seduce you, Inaba-san, all you had to do was ask.

[ This would be the moment in time when the soundtrack goes suddenly silent. He's turned toward her, leaning in close, with a low and raspy voice. And he's totally emphasizing the ends of syllables that hang in the air a bit longer, letting his warm breath waft toward her ear.

What a shit. ]

[ So this must be what it's like to be completely turned on by another person's voice. She finds herself bringing her legs together in slight discomfort, her breath heavy in the air as her cheeks burn a bright red she manages: ]

Then... do it. I want to hear you seduce me, Keiichi. [ There might be a little bit of desperation in Inaba's voice. ]

[ This feels just a little bit strange. The only reason he doesn't feel that strange is because he's too dumb for his own good... he's too focused on his goal. And her ear.

To be fair, though, he isn't getting that close to her. This is just a silly game, he's sure. ]

It already looks like you're halfway there. Maybe I should stick my hand under your skirt and find out for myself. ♥

[ He's really surprised she's okay with this. But whatever, it's actually kind of fun, and it's not like he's going to get turned on or anything BULLSHIT COUGH COUGH ]

If you want to, Keiichi... you can. I'll let you.

[ It seems that she's lost herself in the moment, letting her true feelings shine through as her blush darkens, her voice becoming more decisively feminine and cute. ]

[ His hand starts moving, but after a second, he stops. The expression on his face turns into one of concern. ]

Um... Inaba-san. Why does it feel like I know you somehow?

[ cockblocked by his conscience oops ]

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