June, Day 2: Camping
Summary: Somehow, this ended up being the least craziest of ideas he's ever participated in. Or, wherein Izuru goes camping with Chiaki.
Rather surprisingly, for a lot of crazy ideas Izuru's friend had, so far this is the least baffling one as of yet. The young boy lightly shuffled in his seat to a more comfortable position. The tent is of sufficient quality, he'll admit that. There's enough space here for two people to reside inside as though it were a room.
Still, that doesn't change that fact that...he can say that there are a few things about this that aren't quite as accurate to the actual one practiced by many.
He cast an aside glance towards said friend, who's currently in the middle of an online game event on her console. "Does this truly count as camping?"
"Hmm." Chiaki thoughtfully hummed without losing focus on the game. "We're outdoors. We have a tent, two flashlights, and two sleeping bags." A beep indicated the victory of a long, hard-fought match. "We even have food and water ratios."
"We're literally at the back of your house."
For a moment there, despite not changing his tone of voice, it's almost as though he channeled his older twin brother's famed deadpan snark.
Still, she nonchalantly shrugged at that response. "It's outside, right? So it still counts."
"Of course you'd think that. I shouldn't be surprised. Then again, I can't fault you for that. We don't exactly have any prior experience for this." With that, he also added, "It'd be disastrous if say, a wild boar happens to come near our camp."
"We don't have boars around here, though."
He snorted, bemused. "Another factor why your decision about the camp location ended up being reasonable."
Several moments later, the sounds from her game stopped as the console beeped, signifying it being turned off. "Hey, Izuru."
"Yes?"
"If we were out camping in the more usual place, like a forest or something, what would you do if a boar did come over to our camp?" She innocently asked.
"I wouldn't be as foolish to fight it if that's what you're thinking."
"In my case, if it minds its own business then I guess I'd leave it alone." She straightened herself to a more relaxing sitting position. "It's a different thing if it tried attacking either of us, though. In that case, we can run."
"It sounds realistic enough."
"Either that, or if it goes after you, I can take one of the tent's poles and maybe strike it down."
"You had me." He blinked for a second. "Here, I thought you'd had enough sense to know that course of action will end as well as you'd think it would. In which case, it won't. Reality isn't like Monster Hunter. You'd be better off escaping yourself if it came to that."
"I know. That's why it's only a 'what if' scenario." A light sigh escaped from her. "Still, I don't think I can leave you behind while I run. It wouldn't sit well with me, I guess."
"I suppose I can agree with that." He closed his eyes. "That said however, I'd be more likely to pull you along in escaping than attempt to fight the boar. Of course, if I have a weapon like a gun, that can end up being a different case."