Before we begin the chapter, I need some name idea for the play group or friend group.
Secondly, enjoy the terrible art I made of myself drinking broccoli juice.
:D now I really want to try.
Let's begin the story then.
" Ahh welcome!!" The Kochos greeted their guest as they opened the door.
So this is how they greeted them. Kanae having met the Tokitos before, stood beside her mother with a welcoming smile. Shinobu was clinging on to her father's arm while Kanao and y/n hid behind Mrs Kocho and Kanae. As for the Tokitos, Mrs and Mr Tokito were at the door with Yuichirou beside and Muichirou hidden behind.
Of course, it was an awkward moment.
Yes, and to break this weird moment, Mrs Tokito suddenly said, " Kanae!! How much you've grown!! It's been around 10 years since I last met you." And badam, Mrs Kocho invited the Tokitos in.
Okay, imagine this.
Mrs Kocho on the couch with Mrs Tokito, catching up with their conversation.(???) Muichirou and Yuichirou standing awkwardly at a corner beside a pot of cactus with their father encouraging them to talk to the Kocho sisters. Shinobu, Kanao and y/n closely following Kanae wherever she goes. And Mr Kocho in the kitchen eating some leftover cookies from the hanami.
(Wth am I writing)
Just then, Muichirou spotted y/n and recognized her immediately. "Butterfly Girl!" He shouted without thinking, then all four sisters turned to look at him. They looked confused, Yuichirou stood by the side trying to contain his laughter. Mr Tokito looked like he is almost gonna fall on the cactus. When Muichirou realized what happened, his face immediately turned bright red.
Just then, y/n started giggling. Then Kanae joined her. A few seconds later, everyone except the bight red Muichirou started laughing.
Much to everyone's surprise, y/n, who was known to be shy around new people walked towards Muichirou and patted his head. " Nice to meet you, what's your name?"she said, a genuine smile on her face.
A/n
Wtf am I writing
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