Counting Stars!

Friendship?

Disclaimer~!: Ensemble Stars and all it's iterations belongs to Happy Elements of Merc Storia fame. The translations for the main story came from the lovely, hard working people of the Ensemble Stars ! I don't own anything~☆

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Chapter 2- Friendship?: In which I meet three eccentric classmates who seemed to have walked straight out of a comedy act.

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You know, life sure had a funny way of screwing with you. "Sadistic" couldn't even begin to describe its antics! There was a determination in there; a lifelong goal it was destined to fulfill. I would know, as I've been the intended target, or at the very least collateral damage, of this very mission for probably most of my life.

So that's why I wasn't all that surprised to find myself in this current predicament. It was inevitable that those damn lemons of life would mercilessly squirt me in the eyes.

And you may be wondering what exactly this predicament might be. Well despite my whining, it actually wasn't anything too crazy. It was just that I was about to be football tackled by a guitar playing wannabe furry after he was just body checked off the stage by a Kazuma Kiryu kinnie.

Ah, that...that sentence out of context came out a lot more cursed than I intended, even by my standards. I...should probably clarify some things beforehand, namely how everything had led up to this unfortunate point.

Haaa~ and to think that I've experience even more bizarre days than this. Oh, how life had a warped sense of humor indeed...

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'Boi...so bright...need...Gucci sunglasses...' My eyes stung at the sheer exuberance before me. It was as if I were hit by a wave of solar energy. Heck, the sun was practically a 50-watt light bulb compared to the happy shine in his bright blue eyes or the orange of his playfully tousled locks. "His" being the guy who practically snapped my spine like a KitKat when he hugged me earlier.

"I'm Subaru Akehoshi! Let's get along, kay?" He laughed; voice just as bright and irritating as the rest of him. He took one hand off of my shoulder to point towards himself. "By the way, 'Akehoshi's' written as 'morning star,' and 'Subaru's' in katakana! That should make it easy to remember the name of your fellow classmate and good future friend, right~?☆"

I stared at him, but a good amount of my attention was targeted on the hand that was still on my shoulder. He was still touching me. Shivers ran up and down my arm, prickling my skin like tiny hot needles. My mouth twitched, a few notches away from a grimace. He had not only touched me, but hugged me. The urge to smack his hand off of my shoulder made my own clench in anticipation.

Fortunately for the both of us, "Akehoshi", as he so happily stated, took his hand off to instead clasp them together, as if in prayer. He looked down at me with an earnest eye and said- "Anyway, you mind if I borrow some money from ya~?"

I blinked owlishly at his request, not sure if my paralyzed bewilderment was due to my brain going into overdrive to try and catch up with his fast-paced speech or that him sporadically changing topics left me dizzy. It was like I was talking to a shiba inu juiced up on energy drinks.

"...What?" Was all that I could say in the end, my mother tongue stumbling its way out from having my equilibrium thrown for such a loop. I was tempted to say, 'Broke Bright Boi???' just for the hell of it but decided to save that for another bit. The right time will come sooner or later...