54 3.11- The Blubbering Fool...

I stood in front of Akira and grabbed her hand hurriedly. She was a bit shocked at my reaction after leaving the President of the Sports Committee's office but calmed down when my hand was warmly entwined in hers and I helped her rise from the soft bench.

She quickly chucked the book in the school bag and I tugged her along with her slightly behind me. My actions during that time were like pulling a child away from a ride she wanted to take her turn in an amusement park.

"Shiro... Chotto Matte...! What's the rush? Did the meeting never worked out...? Tell me, Shiro...! Stop pulling me... It's painful...!"

I turned around to gaze her in the eyes before I finally released my hand that crushed her and was causing her discomfort. Little did I know that I had gripped so hard that both of our palms were sweaty...

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I wanted to get out of that place as fast as I could. It is like an overwhelming miasma suddenly appeared and tried to suffocate me. The scenario with President-sama was too indescribable and it feels as if I was manhandled by a woman and felt cornered like a rat with a cat that seems to toy with you rather than pounce and kill you once and for all.

"Thank you for accompanying me. C' Mon, let's go and grab some dinner. We talk while we eat OK...? All I can say is something happen there, be it good or bad I will tell you everything... Don't worry so much, OK... So what do you want to eat afterwards...? Chinese...? Western...? Indian...? Yakiniku...? Yakitori...? Or we find some yatais around the neighbourhood nearby and eat Kakigori after we eat Yaki Imo... What do you think...?"

(Writer's Note: Guess you know already what is Kakigori all about. Yaki Imo is simply baked potatoes over a wood fire that costs ¥500 for 3 or ¥700 for 5. Cheap and good eats. It's a disappearing trade though)

I talked in a hurried huff and walked slightly in front of her while she tried to keep pace. She was clutching her school bag in front of her with both hands and her face dulled with a worried look. I reassured her by saying that I'm hungry and cannot wait to eat with her. The reasoning doesn't seem to be so convincing to her as she exhaled heavily through her pursed lips.

She didn't answer my questions regards to where and what she wishes to dine afterwards as we finally made it through the schoolyard and out in the street.

"Yaskawa-kun...! Thank you for waiting for us...! Do you have anything wonderful to cheer my sweet girlfriend here?"

I raised both hands in the air and bowed towards the Robot Vending Ice Cream Machine as if it was heaven-sent and of great importance. At last Akira let out an audible chuckle as to how silly I looked in front of the robot while onlookers too were chuckling at my behaviour.

"Don't tell me it's ice cream again? You gonna make me fat you know...? You want me to slow my swimming down is it...?"

"Ice cream makes you fat, hurr? Tsk tsk tsk... No exercise makes people fat...not by eating ice cream... If you don't believe ask Dr Shiro...Hahahaha...!"

I shook my forefinger at her while I fished out a ¥100 yen coin from my pant's pocket. I placed both hands as if I'm begging her like a small child and to let me buy another ice cream. I told her it's just gonna be one cone and the choice of flavours would be hers.

Little did she know that I am intending to buy a single ice cream cone and we both are going to eat it together... Whee...! How romantic this gonna be, right?

Akira let out a long sigh before finally settling down for a jellied strawberry flavoured ice cream. A girls' kind of favourite flavour besides Neopolitan or with anything like jellybeans or marshmallows in them. Guess she had to put in extra laps in her swimming sessions in order to shed a pound or two after she had been eating dinner heavily for the past few days.

Maybe this boyfriend of hers wanted her to gain a bit of weight to fill in spaces that were intended to make her more attractive in his eyes. Whatever it is, Akira is not going to disappoint him at any degree.

With the ice cream in hand, we both walked on the right after leaving school instead. We were holding on to the single cone of ice cream with either hand and seemed to be entwined together. I was having some difficulties trying to eat the ice cream while walking since Akira was a half-head shorter than me.

It was a very captivating scene as two high school students walking hand in hand with an ice cream cone in the middle. Akira took out her handphone and took a selfie of us with smudges of ice cream on our lips, licking the ice cream together.

She then transferred the photo she took with her mobile phone to mine. We made small talk and watched the children with rosy cheeks made faces at us as we passed by their houses while they played among themselves.

After a short walk about 6 minutes later, we had arrived at Kokiya Nagoya Gyudon Restaurant. It was a within one's budget meal that literally a beef bowl, consisting of rice topped with beef and onion simmered in a mildly sweet sauce flavoured with dashi (fish and seaweed stock), soy sauce and mirin (sweet rice wine). It only costs ¥380 for normal patrons and ¥320 for students in uniform.

Of course, I footed the bill for all food and drinks throughout the serial. What more can a girl ask for since the boy has a bottomless wallet or an infinite amount in the ATM?

During our dinner, I told her about the remuneration bonus package that the President of the Sports Committee had introduced to me on behalf of the futsal team that would be facing the defending champion the next day.

I also mentioned that if we managed to get the Championship Trophy back, I would be getting the sponsorship for both academic and the sports as well. It was like hitting three birds with one stone.

"Ayumi-sama is in the swimming league like me... She does better than me, has a good piece of swimsuit on her that manages her to glide through the waters as easily as a fish... She does that without a shortfin and hand paddle...I thought mine was already good enough and I don't think I would be able to top her in competition levels..."

She lamented to me while poking her chopsticks into her bowl of rice and stuffed morsels of food instead into her mouth.

" Yeah, she even has the cheek to say that 'whatever your little girl can do, I could do better...' and she also sort of said with her wanton eyes that she wanted me to be her boy... *ahem* I mean her... Ah, forget what I said... This meat is so juicy..."

I blubbered the words and changed the subject so fast that David Cooper field would be most mesmerised." What do you mean by her boy... Tell me NOW! Don't try to change the subject as I am all ears in this conversation... I am your first, I know I am and I am 100% sure in this matter and nothing is going to change that... Even if anything happens to me... I'd be waiting for you on the other side, Shiro...! "

Oops... Here goes the Blubbering Fool again. This time it seems Akira had blown her top in public and from what she had done this in public and not only in public but also in front of her food.

Omaiga...! (Japanese pronunciation for Oh My God)

It is a taboo for me especially to mention anything that would harm one's health, prosperity, lives even in front of food for food was sustenance to us and was brought by God's blessings. In other words... Bad juju... Bad juju... Bad juju...

I frowned at the thought and wished nothing would happen on tomorrow's Futsal championship. I had to let the cat out of the bag since I spilt the beans accidentally in my excitement to tell her about the so-called 'contract'.

"Akira...listen to me and calm yourself down... Yes, she did ask me to be her boyfriend but I totally and flatly refuse her... (a lie in fact but I hid it from Akira as usual) She wanted to retract back the remuneration package but she didn't do it... I rushed out and pulled you along to get out from there as soon as we can, remember...?

I reminded her and she nodded in embarrassment when she exploded in the restaurant. Luckily no one was hurt... In fact, I managed to persuade her by saying I will reward the money earned in the championship for her to buy as many paperback novels as she wanted. I explained that if the team does not concede a goal and I personally managed to score a goal or two and we emerge as champions afterwards, the reward money of ¥22,000 just based on my efforts alone.

She looked up and glanced at me with her twinkling eyes and a smile crept up across her lips as she was thinking of owning a lot of paperback novels as she wants. Of course, she would feel very thankful towards Shiro for achieving that goal...