The wall of ice has started to shatter, movements are being made in the entertainment industry, and a miraculous stage is almost here. Akihiko Suzuki must live with the fact that he is no longer just a school idol producer, he must now take to the s...
The sun's dipping low, casting a golden hue over the quiet residential streets as Maki and I make our way back from the grocery store, bags rustling with the ingredients we picked up for whatever impromptu cooking session she's got planned.
It's been a nice, low-key afternoon, just chatting about music, cooking, and everything in between. But as we turn the corner onto her street, the house comes into view, and I can't help but stop in my tracks.
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AKI: "W-Whoa! I-It's huge! Maki...this is your place? It's like, mansion-level impressive!"
She glances at the house, her cheeks turning a faint pink as she shifts her bag to the other hand, trying to play it cool.
MAKI: "It's not that big a deal. Just a house. Come on, let's go inside."
AKI: "You sure it's okay for me to drop by? I mean, won't your parents mind an unexpected guest?"
MAKI: "They're busy all night at the family hospital. They won't even notice. Don't worry about it."
We approach the gate, and I feel a bit out of place, like, I know my parents are rich but... This is even above our pay grade!
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AKI: "Do you get many visitors here?"
MAKI: "No, not really."
AKI: "Then I feel pretty honored that you invited me. Thanks, Maki."
She fumbles with her keys at the door, avoiding my eyes.
MAKI: "Will you quit it?"
Still, it's an honor, no matter what. She doesn't strike me as the type to invite just anyone over.
MAKI: "It just so happened that today was a safe day."
AKI: "Safe day? What are you talking about?"
She pushes the door open, stepping inside and gesturing for me to follow, her voice a mix of exasperation and embarrassment.
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