Afterword - A Doki Doki Precure Story

16 - The Party

Makoto threw herself out of bed and scrambled to put some clothes on.
She grabbed her hair brush, went to her mirror in her room and brushed her purple hair to make her look more presentable.

The idol had woken up two hours later than she was meant to.
Why today of all days?
Rikka was moving in with her.
Two weeks after graduating, Rikka's mother had moved to England, leaving the graduate to look for a home.
Makoto had invited her girlfriend to move in with her, an invitation Rikka gratefully accepted.

Rikka was going to arrive in ten minutes, and Makoto still had to make herself look presentable.

"You're such a worry wart about how you look," mused Daybi as she took a swig of coffee from her mug.
Makoto gave her a glare for a second before heading into the kitchen to make some coffee herself.

The second she set her cup of coffee on the coffee table in the living room, the doorbell rang throughout the house.

Makoto raced to the front door and opened it, seeing her girlfriend standing at the door expectantly, with about six boxes of her belongings.
"That's a lotta stuff," said Makoto as she moved her head to the side, looking at the stack of boxes behind her.
In a puff of smoke, Raquel, who had been behind Rikka in his pixie form, transformed into his human form and began to lift one of the boxes.

Both Rikka and Makoto gave him a hand and soon enough all the boxes were in the living room.
The bluenette gave the idol a look as if to say 'where do I put them?'
Makoto rolled her eyes and took a sip of coffee from her mug.
"The boxes that contain stuff for the bedroom you can put in my room. As for everything else, Daybi would be happy to sort it for you."

"Help I'm being forced against my will," Daybi deadpanned from across the hall, having heard Makoto's comment.
The idol gave a light chuckle in response before bending over and picking up one of the boxes. The box seemed particularly heavy.
'What on earth is in here?!'
"Umm... Makoto, those are my souvenirs." Rikka answered her question, even if nothing was said.
Makoto nodded and set the box down before lifting another one.

This time the box was a little lighter. It didn't sound like ceramic being clanked together at least.
The purplette came to the conclusion that the box must've been filled with Rikka's clothing.
As she took the box upstairs, closely followed by Rikka, carrying another box with similar contents, her phone pinged.

Makoto set her box down just next to her bed before pulling her phone out of her back pocket.

A message from Mana in their group chat.

MA - Yo! Makopi, Rikka, how do you feel about a celebratory party for Rikka moving in with you?

Makoto read the message again. It was worded a little funny so it took a moment for her to decipher what Mana had meant.

MK - You want us to... throw a party, here?

MA - Yep yep! Come on it's been two weeks since I last saw you guys.

RH - That's because you went to Kyoto for a week.

MK - I guess it doesn't hurt to throw a Precure Party. Be here by 6. Last one here has to sit in an ice bath for ten minutes while eating habaneros.

MA - What?! That's so mean! But fine! Aguri-chan you better not be last!

AY - I gladly accept this invitation. It has been a while since we last got together.