A/N: Hey guys… I thought I'd share an A/N before I start the story…
Thing is, I might be quitting , so don't be too disappointed if this story never updates ever again, okay?
It's just a transitional thing, I do hope you guys understand.
Got that? Great.
(10/09/10)
Tuesday…
Today was our rest day, so I spent the rest of the day cleaning around the house.
Well, I realize I haven't properly described our dwelling, so I might as well.
Minako and my home were connected, at least, by walls.
Our houses were a part of a big manor, connected by an aerial catwalk, but they were blocked off by a wall in each wall.
Of course, our part of the house was a bit bigger than Minako's house.
With some work done, I noted that I could visit Minako in the night if I hammered the wall down…
"Minato! Those weeds better be ripped off when I come out!" Leah hissed from inside, "Come on, dude! I don't pay you to daydream!"
"You don't pay me at all!" I cried back, "It's the exact opposite!"
Minako came out of her house.
"Hey bestie." She greeted, "Good morning."
"Hey, good morning too." I said.
She sat down on the grass beside me.
"What are you doing?" she asked, "Digging for gold?"
"Haha, no." I said, "Weeding the garden."
"No way!" she cried.
"W-what?" I said.
"You sell… you know…" she comes closer, "Marijuana?"
"That weed?" I said, "Why would I sell that?"
"Uh… never mind…" she said.
"So… need something?"
"Yeah. Actually, I made this in art class." She threw a small star at me.
"What is this?" I said.
"What do you think?"she said flatly.
"It's a bunch of shells that you turned into a star?"
"No, dummy, it's a wayfinder!" she cried.
"Wayfinder… why, did I lose my way?" I joked.
"Idiot! It's a good luck charm!"
"Thanks." I said, putting it on my necklace.
"I have one just like it! Think of it as a sign of our friendship."
After I weeded the garden, we went back to the house and had a few drinks of juice.
(10/14/10)
Sunday…
The week passed and turned to a week end as nothing much happened.
Everyone liked Minako's handmade wayfinder and offered a lot of yen for her to make them one, but she said that only two existed and that if she made more, it wouldn't be special anymore.
Minako and I were walking up the house from a walk.
"Can I come in your room?" she asked.
I was taken aback.
Minako hadn't been in my room since… the rather ill-fated party.
"Uh… er… sure." I said, "Come right in."
She smiled as we entered the house. We walked upstairs and went to the end of the hall, where my room was.
"After you." I said.
She nodded and turned the antique gilded doorknob, and entered my room.
My room didn't look that different from my old room. The only addition was that it had industrial lighting, a bigger table, four poster bed, lots of posters, a bathroom, a flat screen TV and it was bigger, MUCH bigger than that old closet sized room I had.
On a book case, were some of my most treasured books, including some which I inherited from my parents. Amongst them, were Harry Potter septology, Lord of the Rings trilogy, Percy Jackson and other classics such as Around the World in 80 days, Robinson Crusoe, Treasure Island and my Gacha-Gacha, Kashimashi and Pastel manga.
There was also a small refrigerator and a water dispenser for two reasons, one, since I didn't want Junpei or Minako stealing my food and two, I don't want to go to the kitchen late at night for a bite. Junpei has no problems with that…
Sadly, I learned that the hard way one night, after buying some food, I went down and discovered him having a midnight snack… though, midnight banquet would have been more appropriate…
The bay windows kept the room supplied with fresh air and liquid moonlight at night.
There were a few tiles of oaken wood, for putting outside shoes and keeping my bedroom shoes, while the rest of my room was covered in a navy blue shag carpet.
She looked around.
"Nice. Your room looks really neat." She noted, "My room usually is a mess."
I nodded. Her room was clearly visible through the Bay-window, since I saw her bare it all once.
"What's in that room?" she asked, pointing to a cabinet door, "Is that a cabinet?"
"Uh, no." I said, "That's my bathroom door."
She gave me a skeptical look, "You're kidding, right?"
"No, I'm not, open it if you want." I said.
"I'll do just that."
She went in and opened the door.
The bathroom had a short, two and a half meter hall before reaching the actual bathroom that had marble floors, a modern toilet, a grotto-faucet, a bathtub and a heater shower and a small bucket which I wash my underwear in.
"Neat bathroom." She noted, "Is this where you keep your stuff?" she said, opening my medicine cabinet, which was also my mirror.
"Wow… I didn't know you shave…" she noted, "You don't seem to have facial hair, though…"
"Tch… I shave my legs." I said, "Sometimes, I shave my arm pits, but only when it gets wild."
"Oh." She said, "Men aren't suppose to shave their legs!"
She then opens a cabinet.
"That's where I keep my blankets and towels." I said, "What else, you want to look at my toilet to see how it works?" I said sarcastically.
Of course she took it seriously.
When we got out, she looked at a door beside my window.
"What's in there?" she asked.
"The room where I keep all the bodies of people who snoop around my room." I joked as I leered at her.
Of course, she took it seriously. Again.
"What the fuck!" she cried, "I knew it!" she tried running away, but I held her, "I'm too young to die!" she cried, "Please! I'm still a virgin!"
"Relax… I'm not going to kill you… nor take your innocence away. That's my closet room."
"You have a closet room?" she said.
"Yeah. You want to take a look?" I said.
"S-sure."
She opens it and was disappointed.
What she was just an ordinary closet with clothes densely packed.
"This is just any other ordinary close."
I give her a push.
"Ack!"
She falls through the closet and reaches the other side of the room and was astounded.
"This is huge…" she said in awe.
"This isn't purely a closet room… it also holds my shoes, my unneeded stuff and acts as a library of sorts." I said as I pass through the clothes, "I call this place Arda."
Also… the wall adjacent to Minako's room, was the walled-in cat walk.
It isn't noticeable, but if you look a lot closer, you'd notice the wall has an inconsistent feel.
She notices it.
"I have a room similar to this… though, I call it Narnia…" she noted, "With the same wall…"
"What do you use your room for?" I asked.
"A mini kitchen." She said simply, "With a fridge, food, stove and stuff."
"Of course it is."
"It's also my library and closet. But there's enough space to make a secret club!"
"Tch… look at this cheap wall…" I noted, pointing to the wall-in dry wall, "I bet if you smash it down with a hammer, we'd be able to use the catwalk to go to each other's house." I said random.
Her eyes brightened up.
"Oh come on! Do you always have to take everything I saw seriously?!"
"Yup!" she said.
Then, I heard a knock on my door.
"Who could that be?" I said.
I went out and I opened the door.
It was Yukari.
"Whoa! Yukari!" I cried, "Uh… What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to visit you, silly!" Yukari said, "Can I come in?" she asked as she pushed the door.
Luckily, the security door chain stopped the door from going all the way.
"Who is it?" Minako asked.
"Wait here." I said to Yukari.
I went to the wardrobe and pushed Minako in.
"EEK!" she cried as I locked the door.
I went back and let Yukari in.
"Sorry." I said, "There was a rat. I killed it."
"I see." She said, looking around the room, "Your room is really neat, isn't it?"
"Yeah. I try keeping it clean… or else Leah would kill me."
"Really…" she said, still looking around.
"Er…" I said.
"Sorry…" she said awkwardly.
"No need. Want to sit down?" I said, mentioning the couch in front of my TV that was also a futon for visitors.
She nodded and we sat down.
"Hey… you're wearing the same star necklace as Minako-chan is…"
"Oh, yeah… she gave it to me."
Another moment of silence.
Minako was looking through the key-hole.
She looked to where I was looking and thankfully, she thought I was looking at the pictures of our friends.
Unfortunately, she thought I was looking at Minako and my picture when we went to Tokyo.
"Er… Minato-kun…" Yukari said.
"Yes?"
What's going on…?
"Are you and Minako-chan…?"
Huh? Where is this going…?
"…More than just friends?"
What?!
"Huh?" I said.
"Huh?!" Minako whispered to herself.
Yukari's expression, Minako thought to herself.
Yukari had an expression of pent up anger and jealousy.
"That's not true, is it?"
I had to say it, to protect Minako.
"Yeah…" then, I used all my willpower to shout, "MINAKO WOULD NEVER EVEN GIVE THE TIME OF DAY TO A CLUELESS LOSER LIKE ME!"
Yukari got that message.
Holy crap… I can't believe I said that about myself, I said as tears rolled down my cheeks.
Then, without warning, she lunged at me, but her bag-strap, which was strapped to the post of the futon, snaps her back a few inches shy of my face.
"Whoa." I said.
Undeterred by the sudden whiplash, she takes off the strap and begins kissing me.
Usually, when I kissed with her, I saw images of her in my mind, but now, I saw something else.
"M-M-Minak…" I moaned uncontrollably and stopped myself, but Yukari, in the heat of passion, didn't notice it.
"Yukari… MMM… Can we…MMM… Take it… MMM…Slow?" I said.
"No way." She growls and playfully pinches my lip with her lip and pulls it.
"Owwww! I mean, we're not even dating anymore!"
She stops.
"Right… I'm sorry…" she said and picks up her bag, "Sorry if I made you uncomfortable…"
"No… It's ok." I said.
"I'll be leaving now…" she said, going to the door, "I'll see you later."
"G-Good bye! Take care!" I said.
"Bye Minato." She said shyly and walks away.
Meanwhile…
Goddamned Minato, Minako though, Why did he lock me in?!
Going closer to the door, she peeks through the key hole.
It was big enough for her ruby-colored eyes to peek through.
Shit… its Yukari…
She heard bit and bits of their talk.
"Are…. Minako… more than just friends?"
There! You finally see it now, bitch!
"Huh?" Minato said.
"Huh?" Minako said.
"That's not true, is it?"
"Yeah…" I felt my world shatter.
Then…
"MINAKO WOULD NEVER, EVER GIVE EVEN THE TIME OF DAY TO A CLUELESS LOSER LIKE ME!" Minato bellowed.
He's serious? That's not true! I'd give you the time of day and more!
Then, I looked at Yukari as she lunges at Minato.
I looked away.
To distract myself, I looked around the room.
It was spacious and cool.
It had a small loft at the top of the drawers for sleeping. There were comfortable alcoves for reading.
Whoever built this house was probably richer than Richie Rich, she thought.
She looked at the books and noticed a shelf with intricately carved finger holds at the side.
She gripped it and pulled, and before she knew it, she was looking at small hall filled with weapons.
"Whoa…" she said.
She saw a lot of things…
There was a giant broadsword encrusted with magnificent jewels,
An evil looking (and felt evil,) pair of boxing gloves,
A giant golden hammer with spikes,
A strange gun suitable for a robot,
A dark looking kunai,
And a golden, well balanced bow.
But what really caught her attention was a three-pronged spear.
It was labeled PINAKA.
It was light as air and well balanced.
She was good with it, finding it strange and exhilarating.
Then, she saw, at the end of the hall, an ebony drawer that stood out from the rest, she looked at it.
It was no ordinary drawer. It permeated Holiness, power and Divine dignity.
It was engraved with small lettering's in gold in several languages.
Je vous salue, Deus Xiphos, l'épée du Messie,
Maître de la vie,
Vainqueur de la mort,
Sauveur de l'homme.
Χαίρε Δεμας Ξίφος, το σπαθί του Μεσσία,
κύριος της ζωής,
του θανάτου του κατακτητή,
και σωτήρα του ανθρώπου.
Hagel Deus Xiphos, Schwert des Messias,
Herr des Lebens,
Sieger über den Tod,
und Retter des Menschen.
Salve Deus Xiphos, Spada del Messia,
Maestro di vita,
Vincitore della morte,
Salvatore dell'uomo.
雹 デウスXiのリン、
救世主の剣、
人生のマスター、
死の征服者と男性の救世主。
Ave Deus Xiphos ferro Christi,
Vitae magister,
Triumphatori mortis
et Salvator hominum.
Ros Deus Xiphos, Sverd Messias,
Herre i ditt liv,
Erobrer av død,
Og frelser mennesket.
Радуйся Deus Xiphos, меч Мессии,
хозяин жизни,
победитель смерти,
и спасителем человека.
Salve Deus Xiphos, la espada del Mesías,
Dueño de la vida,
Vencedor de la muerte
y la salvación del hombre.
It all translated to the word written at the very bottom:
Hail Deus Xiphos, Sword of the Messiah,
Master of Life,
Conqueror of Death,
Savior of Man.
She opened the cabinet and a blinding light hit her eyes.
When she was able to look, she saw a sword covered by a linen curtain.
A fencing sword…
It was on an ebony and ivory headboard was a sleek, shiny silver sword adorned with several egg-shaped rubies at the handle all the way to the hilt, rubies as red as Minako's eyes.
It was a good, well balanced blade with three and a half feet long sharp, silver blade, with a hilt guard resembling a halo with beams of Divine rays of light, it looked like a weapon Saint George would wield.
But she felt a gut intuition that Saint Michael wielded it.
It was engraved Minato Arisato. It permeated a brilliant light.
Folded below, was a metallic shirt of silvery cloth.
Minako picked it up.
It was incredibly light, yet it looked strong enough to stop a Rhino, but looked as if it would tear at any moment.
She tried ripping it, but it held fast.
She tried punching it lightly, but it felt as hard as diamonds.
Beside it was a pair of shoes, golden sandals that looked light enough for the Flash to use.
And there was a strange idol.
Is Minato some sort of devil worshiper?
Probably not…
Minako still looked at the sword.
She reached for it slowly.
"Stop!" Minato's firm voice shouted.
A few minutes ago…
I quickly unlocked the cabinet door, fumbling with the keys before opening it.
Inside, I noticed my secret door opened.
I ran to it, surprised that Minako opened it.
She was about to touch my Holy Sword… known to disintegrate unworthy people.
I remembered the words of my Persona, Judgment Michael.
Beware, brave one, The angel Michael said before I fused him with a nihil rapier, That those that are purest of hearts and clean of spirit shall be worthy of holding thy sword, Deus Xiphos. Brave one, whomsoever dareth to steal thy sword shalt be destroyed by thine Lord's Holiness.
"STOP!"
Too late, Minako touched the sword.
But she didn't disintegrate.
Even weirder, was that as she held it, a blue, yellow and red light (strange, since only my blue aura had been present before,) radiated from her as the windowless hall flushed with a Heavenly breeze.
I knew immediately what happened.
Deus Xiphos had named her worthy.
"Give me that!" I grabbed the sword.
I returned Deus Xiphos and locked the cabinet.
"You are never to speak of this place, alright?" I said sternly.
She nods, "Yes."
"Good." I said, "Well, should we smash down the wall?" I said.
Her eyes shined.
I wore the boxing gloves.
She hefted the hammer.
"Geez! This is light!" she notes.
"I know."
"You're crazy if you think that glove could punch a hole in the wall." Minako notes.
"You'd be surprised." I said and punched the wall, making a hole.
"Whoa!" she said, "I'm not giving up!"
She swung the hammer and smashed a giant hole, sending a cloud of drywall flying.
"Watch it!"
But it was no use. Minako was a one-woman wrecking machine.
Within minutes, she hollowed out the cat walk, revealing a musty hall that had a stagnant smell.
I sprayed a few cans of Lysol and Glade, which Leah wouldn't be too happy about.
She wrecked the rest of the wall.
I used a sand belter that Leah had at the basement to smooth out the rough edges.
For the rest of the day, we swept the floor as we laid out some shag carpets we had lying around.
When it was all done, Minako and I had an extended room.
I went in her room, and truly, it was untidy, to be kind.
I then made a small air vent at our secret room, which we decided to call "Narda", so it wouldn't get stuffy and stifling hot.
After that, I went down for dinner.
"Hey, have you seen my cans of air fresheners? I can't find them anywhere." Leah said as we ate.
"No idea." I said, maintaining a pokerface.
(10/15/10)
Monday…
We looked at the examination results.
Our results at Classic Literature were pretty high for once, considering Professor Peter was unbiased and very kind to students.
Everyone was surprised.
Top ten:
1. Arisato, Minako
2. Arisato, Minato
3. Iori, Junpei
4. Iwasaki, Rio
5. Lao, Quan Pi
6. Lee, Pinky Marie
7. Nishiwaki, Yuko
8. Takeba, Yukari
9. Tomochika, Kenji
10. Yamagishi, Fuuka
"What the hell?!" Yukari cried, "I'm number 8?!"
Everyone backed away from her.
"Relax, Yukari." I said smoothly.
"No, you relax!" Yukari hissed, "I'm behind Junpei!"
Professor Peter came by.
"What's going on here?" he said.
"Professor, these scores are a farce! It's a disgrace!"
"Relax, Takeba-chan…" He said coolly, "It's a way of showing unbiased results. Mr. Ekoda's tactics were to intimidate students by showing the real score and rank, but we're following an old trick we had at my Alma mater… alphabetical order."
Turning to Junpei now, "Junpei, your essay on the possible inspiration for baseball was magnificent! Your knowledge on it being a pioneer sport is brilliant!"
Junpei beamed with delight.
"Thanks Professor!"
"With some help and a little direction, you could be the next Nicholas Sparks!"
Junpei's eyes became starry at the thought.
Yukari calmed down after I bought her some bon bon.
(10/19/10)
Friday…
The week was unusually boring and nothing really happened.
The real fun was Minako and me hanging out at our Narda.
Quite recently, I bought a small TV for our club with my money (my family fortune and money from fighting Shadows.) and we bought Wii and played games.
We had fun at Narda. It was our little world, which no one else knew about.
Today was another boring day at school, these days, only Ms. Toriumi, Mr. Ono and Professor Peter's classes were interesting.
Except today, Yukari was looking at me intensely.
She walked up to me.
"Heeey Minato!" she greeted.
"Hey Yukari. You're pretty happy today."
"I should!" Yukari cried in glee, "You know what's today?"
"Uh… Friday?" I said, "It's Friday! T.G.I.F., right?"
"Yes, and what else?" she said excitedly.
"Uh…I dunno."
"So your thinking about nothing, your mind is totally empty?"
"I'm thinking about food." I said.
She glared at me, "It's my birthday! I'm 18!"
"Oh! Of course you are! I was just teasing you!"
She frowned, but still looked happy.
"Thanks for greeting me!" she hugs me.
"Uh… you're welcome." I said, "I don't have a gift for you though… I'll get you one soon."
"Yay!" she cried.
We had a date at the movies.
I put my arms around Yukari and cuddled with her.
I went home and went to Narda, where Minako was sleeping at the alcove.
I had a wicked idea to wake her up, but she looked really beautiful.
Her closed eyes revealed long, feather duster eye lashes, supple lips and flawless face.
Her hair fell to her face.
I took my iPhone and pictured her a few times.
Then…
"Booo!"
"EEEK!" she cried, smacking the thick Tolkien Chronology at my face, sending me to the floor, "Sorry!"
"Ow… you broke my nose!" I said.
"Well, you shouldn't have woken me up!" Minako said.
We spent the rest of the evening hanging out as we ate food in Narda.
(10/25/10)
Thursday…
The rest of the week was uneventful, just some Sports Committee duties, Badminton club practices and regular classes.
Also, I had been going to a secret place, meeting with a friend of my cousin's…
But today, I felt as though something special was about to happen.
Mr. Edogawa's class…
"… Now I know that contrary to popular belief, Jesus Christ, the Jewish Messiah, was NOT born in December 25. Why? The passage in which Jesus was born, there were mentions of shepherds in the middle of the wilderness. But considering that the season was winter, it is theoretically impossible for Jesus to be born in the 25th of December. If that's the case, the real date would have been somewhere between March or September."
I remembered what it was.
It was my birthday exactly last month.
September 25…
Minako was sitting next to me.
"Hey…" I said, "I just remembered that it was my birthday last month…"
"Really?" Minako said, "You forgot your own birthday?"
"Yeah."
"Well I'll be a son of a bitch!" Minako cried, "Why didn't you say something?"
"Uh, I forgot, remember?"
"Don't you care about your birthday?" she said.
"I don't really care much for birthdays…" I muttered, remembering my seventh birthday… alone…
"HEY EVERYONE! IT'S MINATO'S BIRTHDAY!" she cried.
"No it's not!"
Too late now, since everyone was singing me a happy birthday as I sunk lower and lower in my seat.
I was saved by the bell.
I had Yukari's gift and I was excited to show it to her.
We met at the roof.
"Hey! Guess what I just remembered!" Yukari said, "Last month was your birthday!"
"Really? That's cool."
"I even bought you something!" Yukari said.
"Uh… Yukari… I think I made it clear about gifts." I said.
"Nuh uh!" she hands me a brand new wireless blue-and-gold Beats headset with a red and blue yin and yang symbol.
"Oh wow! Yukari! This is just… wow!" I cried.
"Yeah, that took me forever to find." She said.
"Thank you… and, hey, you know what? I got you something too. Close your eyes." I said.
"Awww!" Yukari said, closing her eyes.
I took something from my bag and handed her a pink stuffed rag doll with her likeness.
"Tada!"
Her smile faded, "Uh… what is that?"
"It's a rag doll!" I said, "A rag doll version of you! Made with 100% pure Teddie fur!"
"Okay."
"Belated happy birthday." I said.
Silence.
She scrutinized the doll.
"So, uh… where did you get this doll?" she asked flatly.
"Oh, uh, I had lessons from a kohai of my cousin." I said.
She smirked.
"What, you don't like it or something?"
"No, it's fine…" she said flatly.
"Cool."
"How much do you love your head phones?" she asked.
"Oh my god, are you kidding? I love them." I said, listening to music.
"Oh… see, that's because I always listen to you." she said.
"Yeah, that's why I spent so much time on the doll, I mean, the clothes, the hair and the features…"
She threw it in her bag.
We watched the sun set.
"Hey, quick question, did you ever hear me say that I liked dolls?" Yukari said.
"Huh? Kinda."
"Really. Something made you think I like dolls?" she said.
"Uh, girls like dolls, don't they?"
"Do they? Oh, yeah, right, that's good to know… and maybe the next time your birthday comes around, maybe I can get you a G.I. Joe or something that boys like…" she mutters.
"Okay, you know what Yukari? I CAN TAKE A FUCKING HIT, OKAY?" I shouted, "YOU DON'T LIKE THE DOLL, THEN GIVE IT BACK TO ME!"
"No, no, no! Don't be mad! I like it!" she said, putting her hands up.
"Oh, you like the doll? Good. Cause maybe, this could be our thing." I said.
"Waddya mean?"
"I mean, I can get you dolls for every occasion, like for Christmas and Easter and maybe you can have an entire damn collection!"
"Sure." She said, narrowing her eyes.
"Then let's thank each other for the amazing gifts we got for our birthdays! Especially me for giving you a lifetime supply of dolls!"
"Are you fucking kidding me?! Of course I hate the doll! What, am I seven years old or something?! I want an adult gift!"
"That's because you keep changing your goddamned mind! If I gave you a set of thongs, you'd be chewing my ass out!" I cried.
"Are you kidding me? I would love a set of thongs! You don't even know me!"
"Just shut up! You don't know how much time and money I spent to get you that fucking doll!" I said.
"No, you shut up! You purposely got me a lame present so you can spite me! You don't care about me!" she said.
"YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT ME! I WENT TO INABA TO GET LESSONS FROM A JUVENILE DELINQUENT AND PRICKED MY FINGERS SO MANY TIMES! STUFFED THE FUCKING DOLL MYSELF AND MADE IT TO LOOK LIKE YOU AND YOU DON'T EVEN CARE ABOUT IT!" I said, crying.
"Are you fake crying?" she said.
"What? No. NO!" I said.
"You're sick!" she said.
"You're sick!" I said.
"Oh my god! We're fighting again…" she said.
"I know… I'm sorry."
"You know what? I love my dolly! I really do!" she said, hugging the doll.
At sundown, we went home together as I tried to deflate what happened.
Minako was chilling in Narda. I wasn't even hanging out downstairs.
Technically, Minako and I lived together.
(10/28/10)
Today was the birthday of my special friend, Minako.
I made her gift already.
I found it strange that I forgot my ex-girlfriend's birthday, but totally remembered Minako's.
We met in Narda.
"Hey bestie!" she greeted.
"Sup." I said, "Happy birthday!" I said, handing her a rag doll that looked like her.
"Oh, wow!" she squealed, "I love it!"
"Yeah, I thought I might give you one." I said.
"Sorry if I don't have any gifts for you…" she said.
"The wayfinder?"
"Oh right!" she said.
"Come by the house, Leah'll cook us up a feast!"
"Sure!" she said.
We went out through my room.
When we went downstairs, Rio, Junpei, Kenji and all our friends were at the living room with the lights off.
"Why are the lights off?" I said.
"AHHHH!" they all shouted in surprise, "SURPRISE!"
"Wow! For me?" Minako said, then joining the guys.
Junpei smacked my head, "You idiot! She was supposed to pass by the front gate!" Junpei hissed, "How the hell did she even get here without passing the gate?"
I kept a straight face, "No idea."
We had a fun day, although, Yukari was glaring at me.
(10/29/10)
We went to school, where everyone was gathered around the bulletin board.
"Make way!" Minako cried.
We saw Professor Peter with Quan.
"Hey, there you are! Come take a look at this!" he said, "I proposed it to the council, saying it would boost popularity within the student body."
We read the poster.
GEKKOUKAN HIGH SCHOOL
PROUDLY PRESENTS
CULTURE DAY 2010
NOVEMBER 2-3
Events:
Culture exhibits
Food and drinks (non alcoholic)
Festivities and games
Horror rooms and love booths
Tarot reading by Madame Elizabeth
Bonus:
"Miss" Gekkoukan Cross Dressing contest (second day, evening)
Miss Gekkoukan Beauty Contest (second day, evening)
All proceeds will go to making the astronomy tower.
Thank you.
-Professor Peter Lao
-Miss Isako Toriumi
-Mr. Murasama Ono
-Mrs. Junkei Terauchi
-Ms. Oichi Oyunushi
-Mr. Hideyori Edogawa
-Mr. Minkichi Takenouha
-Mrs. Kimiko Sanada
"This…" I said breathlessly.
"A beauty contest?!" Minako cried.
"No one can back out... Tour off!" The Professor said to us and left.
I didn't know weather to be happy or to be scared.
A/N: See? I told you I would take a leaf from Persona 4!
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