Worries - Karakai Jouzu no Takagi-san | Alternative One-shot
Nishikata walks home, feeling confused, the fact the whole day was clean of teasing. His thoughts straight on heading home to take a seat and rest. Of course, that was all until he passed by Takagi's blue bike leaning against a fence. "Huh?" Nishikata's plain expression changes into a curious little smirk. He squeezes onto his newly improved jack in the box with a tough hold. He walks around the side of the small house, the wet grass crunching underneath his feet. He continues down to find Takagi against the wall of the cottage.
"Oh." Nishikata whispers. Takagi's head whizz's around to confront Nishikata. "Nishikata?" he stands there blankly.
"What are you doing here?" she asks. "I saw your bike back there." he replies. "Ah, I see." she says. Nishikata doesn't answer.
"So... what are you doing here?" Nishikata asks. She remains quiet and resides to breathing silently for him to hear.
"...nothing, really." she says, looking down at her black slip-ons. Nishikata's forehead begins to drop, sweat dripping down his hair all of a sudden.
Am I annoying her? I should just leave...
In this thinking trance, he drops the cotton filled box onto the stone path, the water spilled from previous rain being absorbed into the paper material used for the box.
"Hmm? What's this?" she says, her voice sounding soft and monotone. "A- no, don't touch tha-"
Too late...
Takagi cracks open the lid to have the cotton explode in her face, barely scaring her in the slightest. She sits rather still, not saying anything. Her brown hair swishing in the