"I won't be so patient, so be ready, okay?" Daichi says, grinning at me as I feel my cheeks burn. "H-Hai Senpai!" I say, feeling flustered as he just chuckles, patting my shoulder before exiting the room. I fall back in the chair, covering my mouth as I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. Shit, I still had 7 more to do! I needed to hurry up and write the experience down before I forgot. The door opened, making me squeak as I tossed my head up and looked up to see- Aima, an amused smile on her face as she stepped in, closing the door behind her. "Chill girl, we're giving you breaks in between so you can write it down and recuperate. I'm just checking on you, making sure you're okay." Aima says, though I let out a sigh of relief, beginning to write my thoughts on Daichi's kiss. "So… how was it?" Aima says, coming to peek over my shoulder. "It was nice; though I initiated it, does that mean I have to redo it?" I ask, though Aima shakes her head. "No, it should be fine. We're just rating the kiss itself, though I hope you plan on using words better than nice." Aima says, though I can tell she's joking because she's reading everything I wrote on the kiss word for word.
"You're doing just fine, Kimiko. Daichi told me to tell you that you're going to do perfect, he's going to discuss with his teammates to go easy on you this time round." Aima says, beginning to massage my shoulders to help me relax. "Then why didn't he say that before he left?" I mumble mostly to myself, though Aima just giggles, leaning over and giving me a knowing smile. "Girl, the man barely had his head on his shoulders walking out of the room. First thing he did was take a deep breath and slap himself. You did a number on him!" Aima says, though I turn and gape at her. "He slapped himself? That's a bad thing!" I squeak, groaning as I cover my face. "Hear me girl, I speak from experience. You. Did. Good. Daichi was flustered, just like you! That's a good thing!" Aima laughs at me, though I slowly peek out of my hands at her. "He… before he left, he said… 'next time, I won't be so patient, so be ready.'" I whisper, Aima's face falling as her jaw dropped. "No, he didn't!" Aima gasps, making me frown as I thought it was a bad thing. "No no no Kimiko, that's not a bad thing! It's not, I promise!" Aima laughs, reading my face as she rubs my shoulders.
"Damn, I can't believe he actually said that though! I'd be head over heels!" Aima says, sounding giddy as I finish writing my review. I give it to her to read over, though she practically snatches it from my hands and puts it in her binder. "Oh! And no telling the people how they did! They'll learn at the end of the contest!" Aima says, coming around to fix my hair and looks before clapping. "Got it." I sigh, giving myself a shake to get rid of my jitters. "You ready?" She asks softly, making me smile. "I think so, I'm way too embarrassed to face Mura-Senpai again. The next guy is sweet too, so that should help." I say, taking a deep calming breath. "You got this girl! You're gonna do just fine, I know it!" Aima says, giving me a big thumbs up before taking the binder and dashing out the door. I slowly exhale, covering my face for a second before shaking my head, trying to prepare. I had this in the bag, Daichi said so himself, except, you know, he slapped himself. I lowered my hands, looking up at the ceiling and taking another deep breath. But that's a good thing, right? I mean, Aima said it was, she wouldn't lie to me. The door opened, so I shook myself from my thoughts, standing up.
