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Shibuya has everything that the young people want. Clothes, shoes, hairstyles and everything about Fashion was stated there. All the murals and creative sides in that area was like screaming, "Freedom and Art" overall the places.

And here Narumi and Kiri walked around nook and cranny all over the district. Most of the time watched every beauty salon they passed from the glasses and conversation suddenly flowed as if they were existed to connect since the first time. Some of the time they visit the clothing and hairstyle store, before breaking into a bicker as usual in an ice cream shop. Without they noticed, both of them were observing each other, as if tried to read deeper of what they are in every chance they had. For Narumi, he found how feminism and cute she was every time he saw her tried some new clothes or hair accessories. For Kiri, she found how humble and tenacious he was when she saw his seriousness at learning from every beauty salon they passed.

It seemed they even forgot each other borders here. Status doesn't matter here… for now.

"Now, what?" asked Narumi to himself. He tried to recall all the things he should buy before looked at the girl beside him. "I already buy everything—What's with that look?"

His frown was not without any reason, since Kiri was seeing him with a meaningful stare to him. "Can we go to one more place?"

"Wha—?Where—?"

Then, she pointed to the site in front of her. As Narumi saw the site, he realized that they were walking around quite a long way as they arrived in Suidobashi. And the place she wanted to go was the last from the list he could expect. Tokyo Dome Amusement Park.

Of course, he wondered why this indifferent and tomboyish girl was asking to go to such place. "Why should we go there?"

"This is a date, right? Of course we should go to amusement park."

"Eh, sorry?"

"You don't want to?" Now, blood was rushing to his face as his mind processed her words. Technically, he would just retort and declined for such a cheesy request. But, somehow his heart took over the control over his body well today.

So in the end, he didn't agree, but didn't disagree at all. He just followed her and let the destiny choose his course.

Until he regretted it. The thrilling ride like a roller coaster was definitely his archenemy that he could never face. Ever.

After several times of taking those 'almost-death-experience' ride, he held his spinning head as he sat down to the Ferris Wheel as the last stop. It should be the most romantic moment for the people who are dating. But, as the couples on other capsules were having their romance, Narumi was fighting against his dizziness. Gladly, he didn't vomit.

"I never predict that genius-san is so bad at roller coaster," said Kiri suddenly with a flat stare. "Poor, Genius-san."

If Narumi could curse, he would curse right away. Despite of that, he could only murmur his curse like a drunken man, which only drew Kiri's frown. "Are you speaking alien language?" asked her again. Narumi pointed at her with his wavering hand while cursing meekly. No one should ever disregard him. He is number one hairstylist in Japan! No one could ever—

Wait a minute. This feeling is familiar. Come to think of it, is he was this obnoxious all this time? Sure it is because he has passion to be the best hairstylist. But this person in front of him—

Her father said she didn't want to become one, despite of her fabulous skill she had.

Yet when he remembering that sad fact, Kiri was having her joy to laugh. Yes, laughing at him.

"Say, why do you cut your hair so short?" Narumi's question made the girl's laugh dimmed. "You once had it right? Girls should be more elegant to have longer hair, not that puffy head of yours. And I won't take a damn reason if you say you couldn't take care of it."

He was preparing to hear her mocking sneer, but it never came. Instead, she just sighed and looked out to the window. "Who knows?"

And the atmosphere started to gloom. Narumi alerted with this situation, but he couldn't say anything toward it. None of them tried to break the silence that suddenly occurs. None of them think to do something like that either.

But, both of them knew that this problem should be ended somehow.

"Naru-naru," Kiri realized that before they parted, at last, she should give him some gratitude. "Thank you for today—!"

However, Narumi didn't think the same. When they got off from the Ferris wheel, he suddenly reached for her hair. "May I?" asked Narumi before his finger touched it. He expected that she would slap his hand just like they met in the first time. Yet, he found her nodded.

Narumi took some pieces of her hair. It was smooth, silky and cut well. She really treated her hair professionally, just like performance of her skill. And the color of her hair, its thickness…

Kiri was standing still while wondering what the man in front of her is was thinking. Narumi was serious; completely drown in his own thought. This expression was only worn by him when he was using his full strength on a hairstyling competition. Could it be—

"Tomorrow, come to my salon. Eight o' clock. Don't be late!"

As I thought. And this kind of time… Kiri obviously was reluctant. If it was another time before, she would accept to help him in this challenge. But now, she had lost all her interest to take a scissors and do some cutting. "Sorry, but I'll pass. I don't want to do something that so troublesome—"

"You just need to sit! What's make it troublesome?!"

"Huh?"

Narumi scratched his hair as if he was having difficulties to explain her. "I need you to be my model tomorrow! I'll make you regret for having that puffy head of yours! So, make sure you came and don't run away!"

Don't run away!

He did say that, but in reality, she didn't come. It was 7.55 in his clock and there's no sign that he would come. Beside him, Niida was already mocking him like crazy, however he felt his ear was muffled. And well, he could see Ochi and Kei sat to watch him, with the braided haired girl, the always smiling therapist, the boy that always following puffy head and the bastard aromatic guy.

Now, isn't he making fun about himself? The excellence Narumi would never let this scenario to be in his show time. How could he just choose one model without thinking about back-up plan?

Yet, he did. For him, this was just a matter of doing it now or never.

*Bam!

And there it is. Should she always come with a flashy move like this?

"Sorry. I got lost," said the girl as he went into the stage, ignoring the gasping and murmur from the audience. "Shall we start, Naru-Naru?"

Technically, he would burst into anger or cursing every time she made those mistakes, but today, he couldn't. For other people, Kiri's clothes were dense, a long plain white A-line dress with laces on its sleeves. But for Narumi, this was the first time, he saw her wore such elegant dress. And thinking what he would do next was only made his heartbeats got violent.

This girl…

"What is he thinking?" Ochi noticed his odd behavior and felt something bad from that. "I wonder what he is imagining this time."

"It's startling to see her there, eh?" Kei's words made the glasses man looked at him in a lightning speed. As always, the pineapple boy is unpredictable. "I mean you see, Kiri was slapping his hand once before, right? I wonder what will happen to Naru-Naru when he touched her hair this time. Perhaps, a couple of body slams?"

This moron… Ochi held his temple tiredly. Kei surely is so childish. "Anyway, I didn't see the silver haired girl nearby. Did she know about today's invitation?"

"I guess so. Why is it?"

"Nothing. Just to make sure."

Although Ochi did say that, his eyes still stuck on the pineapple boy suspiciously. Today, Kei was in his usual self. Perhaps, did he overanalyze things?

"Now, let the Beauty Contest start!"

The honk sound and cheers was taking Ochi's attention back to the battle once again. Kei did the same, but after a while he checked his phone regularly. It seemed he was waiting about some message or calls to come. But, when he found that there's nothing there, he closed it again and suddenly, started to become worried.

"Oh, I overslept! I overslept!"

The silver haired girl was running and hopping at the train station exit in a hurry. She was wearing a scarf and her face was a bit pale, but her energy was in top notch. For her, today was an exciting day as she heard the news that Kiri agreed to participate on her best friend challenge. She would love to see how that girl transformed. Somehow imagining it made her heart fluttering.

And oh yeah, she should make sure to have herself an empty seat there. She opened her phone and tried to find some contact there. She couldn't call Narumi to help her this time since the battle should already being started now and she had no other S.P member's phone until now.

Except for someone.

She opened the message menu and texted to that certain number. It was done so automatically, noticing as if she was used to do this kind of things in the past. Then when people around her was suddenly walked passed her as the traffic light she waited became green, the girl startled and started to move as well.

But, she couldn't move. Her body didn't obey her mind like she wanted to. And this scenery in front of her… somehow… kind of familiar…?

What's with the red thick liquid thing she saw on the street? Why is it looked so scary…?

And suffocating…

*bruk!

And before she noticed what happened, everything became dark. As if she was sleeping, down into the abyss, without knowing when is the time she would wake up.

The next chapter: Kei would be...