"I can't believe you, Aima." I groan in pain, lugging multiple bags on my arms as she walks me home, seeming pleased with herself though she whips her head to glare at me. "Girl, I still haven't forgiven you for not letting me get you that kinkfit." Aima says, pouting as she faces forward. "You. Bought. Three! We only agreed on one! Misaki and I managed to convince you out of one, solely because it was the same as another, just different colors." I groan, rolling my eyes at her as she continues pouting. "Yeah, but it was on my dime. It wouldn't hurt." Aima grumbles, though I just roll my eyes. "Yeah, exactly, you don't need to buy something for me that I won't even wear!" I say as we climb the stairs to my apartment. "You just wait, Kimiko, there will come a time you go to search for the perfect kinkfit, and you'll remember that beautiful peace you rejected." Aima says menacingly, and I can't help but laugh at her as I unlock the door. "I'll just suffer with my three choices and pick the same design- in black." I say solemnly, sparing her a grin before I step inside the room. She grumbles, sliding past me as I hold the door for her, letting it close behind us.

"I'm home, I brought Aima with me!" I call, heading to my room to put my things up. "Welcome home, sweetie!" My mom calls from the kitchen, making me gasp as I drop my bags. "Mom! You're actually home!" I say, shaking the one spare bag from my arm and dashing to give her a hug. "I missed you!" I say, squeezing her tight as she laughs and pats my shoulder. "I missed you too sweetie, I saw your text saying you wanted to discuss something?" She asks, reminding me as I glance over at Aima, who was moving the bags to my room. "Oh yeah! I've been helping Aima work on a project with the volleyball team at our school, and I wanted to know if it was alright if I go to a training camp with them this summer!" I say, my mom pursing her lips and humming. "A volleyball training camp you say? That doesn't really work out with your dance club." My mom says, raising an eyebrow. "Well yeah, but if things work out, we'll be acting as cheerleaders for them! It's exciting, they're going to be in a really big gym, we might be able to use some of the fancy club equipment!" I say, bouncing my hands side to side like I was using pompoms, smiling widely at her.

"That sounds like a lot of fun, Sweetie! Are you okay with going? Where is it going to be?" She asks, so I run and get the paperwork. "Yeah! It's going to be in Tokyo! I might get to visit Kozu-kun, and Misaki and Aima are going to be there too, and two other girls from the volleyball club!" I say, smiling as I bring her the paper to read over. "And if I need to get a hold of you?" She says, raising an eyebrow as she looks over the paper. You can call Aima, Misaki, the club managers, the coach, the teacher, the supervisor or I! I got all their numbers and dates written down and posted on the fridge. I also sent you a picture, just in case." I chirp, smiling as she reaches out and ruffles my hair. "Well aren't you excited? How many boys are going?" My mom asks, making my cheeks burn. "Well, it's the boys volleyball teams, and there's going to be multiple school teams going, so I don't know the exact number." I admit, my mom giggling as she takes a pen and signs the paperwork. "Okay sweetie, be safe and have fun okay? If you manage to use the fancy ribbons, take a video for your brother! You know he loves watching you on those." My mom says, handing me the paperwork as I smile.