CHAPTER 37

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It rained.

It was humid, which was unsuited for a travel day.

Due to the wrong timing, it overlapped with the typhoon season.

The place we were supposed to meet was the terminal.

The terminal was crowded as usual with people leaving for somewhere.

After getting off the taxi and sharing an umbrella with Alan, I met an unexpected person.

“Why are you here?”

“Isn’t it hot? Why are you stuck like this?”

It was Kenta. Kenta, who was constantly flapping his fan, wrinkled his brows as he looked alternately at Alan and me.

Then, without us asking, he said that North and Sonic wermnt to a convenience store to buy cigarettes.

“Are you taking the bus? You didn’t say anything, and Alan was the one who told me to come.”

I was surprised that Alan didn’t consult with me, but I figured there had to be a reason.

The two who soon appeared lightly raised their hands.

Nobody seemed to come anymore. In the end, it was me, Alan, Kenta, North, and Sonic, who were going on a trip together.

There were five people like this.

“What about grocery shopping?”

“I already loaded it in the car. Let’s go because I parked on the side of the road.”

We talked naturally.

To be honest, Kenta and I didn’t know much.

Alan led me naturally.

He clutched the bag strap behind him with both hands.

Kenta spoke quietly from the side.

“How did you get involved?”

“Um, I just wanted to hang out with friends, so I wanted to go…”

“I guess Alan invited me because he thought you’d be bored.”

“…”

“Goosebumps.”

Kenta rubbed both his forearms.

So what’s wrong with that?

He came to play for free as well and even laughed.

I looked at Alan’s back who was a couple of steps ahead and followed his steps.
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The pension right on the beach was even better than I had anticipated.

The typhoon didn’t affect me so far, so it was a pretty good day.

The sound of cicada and the crashing of waves also contributed to the atmosphere.

The two houses were connected, and there were two additional smaller one-room pensions on both sides.

Despite the fact that it was the end of the vacation season, we were the only ones who stayed because of the weather.

North told us that if we went inside and went out to the terrace, there was a beach where only people who used a separate pension could play.

We stepped out of the big car that included a separate driver and opened the trunk immediately.

While Kenta chatted next to me, I wondered if they bought alcohol or not.

Alan reached for the carton of beer with no hesitation.

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