"3, 2, 1... Ready!"
Go for it!!!
he thought, and opened his eyes.
Come on, the encounter of destiny!
Drumbeats all over the place.
"...Eh!? Whoa!!?"
Shining before his eyes --- there was a crowd of dancers clad in brilliant emerald green. All the dancers were assembled in ranks surrounding Banri, and were stepping in place wonderfully. He had his eyes closed, ecstatically, lost in a daydream or something like that, and by the time he had noticed, the second half of the parade group, the dazzling samba squad had surrounded him. Or instead, because Banri was just standing there he got in the way of the all the dancers, and the parade couldn't flow past him.
"Excuse me, excuse me", apologizing while trying to get through them, the hands and feet moving to the rhythm blocked his escape. Bending back and forth desperately so as not to disturb their choreography, the dancer's steps stabbing between his feet, in order to avoid hitting anybody he had no choice but to match their steps. Bit by bit, kicking his feet, swinging his hips, then in desperation,
"Heeeeeeeeyyy!"
Stretching out both hands, index fingers pointing to the sky, he gave a mighty pose, shouting with all his heart.
At almost the same time, somebody spun behind him, his headdress scoring a direct hit on the back of Banri's head. Crack! An easy knockout, he was about to fall clumsily flat on his face --- or so he thought for a moment.
His arm was grabbed hard, he was pulled up.
As if dragged out together with his twisted legs, Banri was yanked out of the line of dancers.
Stumbling a few steps he fell over to the feet of other students,
"No 'Hey!' from you, amateur. What were you doing?"
"...Ah..."
He saw that person.
"Freshman?"
He nodded.
The spectacle was outright surreal.
The person who helped Banri --- was wearing a , white with flower patterns. A bright scarlet . And a . With the hat was secured under her chin with a red cord, her face was almost half hidden. What he could see his eyes were drawn to: full lips, tinged a vivid deep red. Like a scene from a period drama, in the stance of a traveler collapsed and nearly dead on the street, Banri had been caught by a rescuing goddess looking as if she were from the university.
"Which department are you from?"
"L... law department. I'm Tada Banri."
"I'm Linda."
Linda.
His reality was shifting yet again. He'd thought he'd been rescued from samba by a person from the Edo Period, and that person turned out to be a foreigner---
"My name's Hayashida, that's why . I'm a sophomore. See ya later."
---Ah, Japanese.
"Errr...!"
Once he was standing, he involuntarily called after Linda. When she turned, beneath her hat a white face could be seen for a fleeting moment. Contrary to his expectations after her blunt words, she seemed to be a nice person.
"...Um, your lipstick... It is incredibly pretty..."
He had said it before he realized. What an abnormal thing he had blurted out. He had said it unintentionally. It was what came to his mind, at the spur of the moment.
"Disgusting!", she will leave him with those words, but Linda gave him a brilliant smile from beneath her hat. And then, swinging her supple, slim waist to the intense rhythm, she left Banri and turned towards the richly colored ranks of the parade.
As her form was on the verge of disappearing into the crowd, she turned around at the last moment. He could see her kimono sleeve swing as she threw him a kiss.
It knocked Banri for a loop, and he involuntarily slapped one hand over his stricken heart.
Twice in one day already, he'd received a kiss from the opposite sex... One of them wasn't intended for him. But,
"...Wow...!"
Having forgotten his lonely future for the moment, the spring just starting looked to be exciting.
YOU ARE READING
Golden Time: A New Beginning
RomanceTada Banri is a freshman studying law in a private university in Tokyo. He is the main protagonist of the series. His hometown is Shizuoka Prefecture, and now living in small apartment. He suffers from retrograde amnesia, unable to remember anything...