Can you Sing for Me? (MiMo)

Chapter 7 [2/3]

Momo pulled handkerchief out from her pants pocket, drying hands. She had finished morning class. She folded the handkerchief and shoved it back into pocket. She then leaned against sink, glancing at her wristwatch. '...12...13...14...'

Men's restroom door swung open and four boys stepped inside.

"You're 16 seconds late," Momo said to the boys. "You come to drag me out again, right? Then let's go." The boys looked at each other in confusion. "Don't worry I won't yell at you, or kick your ass," she said and put smile on face. When one of the boys pulled out black cloth she stopped him. "No need to use that now, do we?" The boy looked down at the cloth before putting it back in his pants pocket.

"Okay, let's go."

Momo looked around at the garden. She thought the boys would take her to president council office. Instead they took her to the garden where she had met the student representative girl before. But the mentioned person wasn't there. She then decided to take a look. The garden was beautiful with pink, white and violet shibazakura (pink moss flowers) spread over the ground like a carpet. It also had roses although still in buds. It would bloom the next month. There was a set of metal chairs and table at the middle of the garden. She noticed foods and drinks on the table. Curiously she walked toward the table.

"Whose food is this?" Momo looked over delicious foods on the metal table.

"Us of course."

Momo whirled around in surprise and found the student representative standing behind her grinning widely.

"Can you stop doing that?"

"Sorry," Mina said and giggled. She took Momo's arm. "Let's eat."

Momo shook her head but followed nonetheless. "I thought your office."

"Well, nice weather today so I thought here was best," Mina said, pouring drink and handing it to him. "I hope you don't mind."

"I..." Momo was surprised herself that she couldn't reply those simple words. "No," she finally replied. She took her cup and gulped the apple juice to cover her nervousness. Why she got nervous anyway, she wondered.

"Good, let's eat."

Momo shook her head mentally and took chopsticks. She was about to eat but Mina grabbed her hand.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you have any food allergies?"

"Allergy?" Momo shook her head. "No, I don't have any. Why?"

Mina smiled, relieved. "That's good to hear. Just worry if you have any. Let's eat," she said cheerily.

"Oh," Momo mumbled. She took cut pork cutlet with chopsticks and glanced at the happily eating girl before her.

"You're staring." Mina looked up and grinned. "Stunned with my beauty?"

Momo rolled her eyes, shoving the cutlet into her mouth. "Don't flatter yourself," she said and the girl giggled. She gulped the chewed meat down her throat.

"Can I ask you something?"

"You can ask me anything," Mina replied. She chuckled when he raised eyebrow in annoyance. "What is it?"

"Do you have class? I heard student representative takes class of the three schools. How do you do that? You also have student representative duty thing."

Mina laid chopsticks, lacing fingers, leaning elbows on table. "Yes, I have to take all the classes, but I had it in my fifth-year." She smiled at him. She was happy that Haru started to have interest in her activity. It was a good start, she thought.