Tuesday Evening, Norio Hattori knew that the presentation program was a failure.
There were 3 more schools he needed to give a presentation to. What can Norio really do? Say no? He might as well have thrown away his career then, although right now it's stagnating anyway.
Norio was resenting pretty much everything in his life right now, but there's literally nothing he could do other than get through it. Then again, there's no evaluation from the work he's doing, so that's something at least. It's not like the university needs any more promotion, and the students who were interested could just find out about it in the very detailed internet articles.
Norio was walking back to his Suzuki Swift Sport, wondering if the red Civic Type R Euro that he decided to park right next to was still there.
It was, which actually made Norio quite happy. He was considering taking a look more at it now that he's finished with all the work. Then he decided that he would.
This Civic FN2 was quite well tuned and clearly being driven hard all the time. The tires were well worn on the shoulder which indicate that whoever owned this car, knew how to drive it hard and fast. The brakes were large both in caliper and rotor size, and the pad dust was quite heavily caked on the front wheels.
Compared to Norio's Swift Sport, which was more subtly modified, it's also lowered with the front wheels aligned with aggressive toe-out and negative camber. The wheels, however, were still the standard 17 inches item but wrapped in also extremely grippy Dunlop Direzza ZIII. The brakes were just uprated pads. All of this meant that apart from the stance, it looked like a standard yellow Swift Sport.
Norio could only wonder if this Civic FN2 was only a Tsukuba Circuit runner, which would be fun as well, or also a street racer like he is with his Swift Sport. But Norio was not going to wait for the owner of this car to come back and ask. That would be very awkward, especially here at the school. He just got in his car, and drove home.
Meanwhile, in the Computer Technology club room, Isao Tanigawa was doing a bit of admin stuff on the school computer, as he's the advisor for this club and all of the students had gone home. It was only a few minor things that he'd rather not left undone. Isao also liked the quiet moment from all the chaos that was the education work.
As Isao was doing work, he didn't pay much attention to the surroundings. Students were walking through the corridor. A few teachers also went by, most of them also club advisors in this old building.
Iori Yamada had been observing Isao typing away at the computer for a few minutes now. She pondered for the exact moment she should barge in, and decided to do so immediately after seeing how focused Isao was.
"Oi, my favorite junior! It's time to stop working!"
Isao was so startled when Iori was suddenly shouting in the room. He didn't realize until the door was open that she was there, and she was standing there cross arm like she's going to tear him apart or something.
"What is it? Yamada-san?" Isao asked with caution, and Iori just smirked.
"Is Rumi-chan with you tonight?"
"Uhh..." Isao was hesitant because he didn't know what Iori wanted by asking if his girlfriend was home tonight. "...she's in Tokyo until Golden Week."
"Perfect then. You're coming with me."
"Ehhh?!"
"Right now! Work is over! Turn off the computer!"
Isao, being around 3 years junior from Iori, and having only recently started working at this school for a few months, could not disobey the order from the more senior worker. He had no choice but to save the work, turn off the computer, and follow Iori who led him out the room.
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A Hybrid of Life and Gasoline | 命とガソリンのハイブリッド
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