"An exhibition of Chimeric Neofinetia Falcata–what's that?"
Koremitsu was looking at the ink-written words on the signboard placed in front of the cultural hall, and read this loudly as he frowned.
On Shioriko's insistence, he put on the dog collar unwillingly.
"The Chimeric Neofinetia Falcata is a type of Orchid native to Japan. It is a horticultural species of Orchids, bred amidst sphagnum. The 11th general of the Edo era really loved it, and its fame grew as a result, till the point where only those with wealth and skills could cultivate it, so you can say that it had become a plant that symbolizes status. Currently, it is easier to purchase them as they are cheaper, but when the economy bubble occurred, five leaves alone fetch a price of 30,000,000 Yen in auctions."
Hikaru continued to rattle on as he stood by the side,
(Ack, leaves for 30,000,000 Yen!?)
"The delicate leaves of the Chimeric Neofinetia Falcata and the flowers filled with fragrance are filled with feeble and yet alluring beauty. To me, they are as unnaturally white as the unnaturally white skin of a prostitute who loosened her clothes to reveal a little of her shoulders. It certainly is elegant yet noble."
Koremitsu did not really care for Hikaru's explanation, but he was wondering what has the Chimeric Neofinetia Falcata got to do with sparrow hunting?
(Is she aiming for one of the customers walking out from the culture hall? But with so many people watching, isn't it impossible to do what she did before?)
He had yet to see Shioriko. She had called him here, so where did she run off to?
Just when he was looking around...
"Come here, dog."
A hushed voice came from the shrub by the road.
There was a small maple leaf-like hand reaching out from there, waving at him.
"Oh."
"Hurry over here!"
The hushed voice was a little anxious.
Koremitsu walked over and found Shioriko with her backpack on, crouched behind the shrub.
"Why're you squatting here like you're using a toilet bowl?"
"Shush! Hide yourself too!"
She pulled Koremitsu, wanting him to squat.
"Hey, what do you intend to do? What's the monster sparrow this time!?"
"Be quiet. Don't talk so much. Just listen to my order, you striped dog."
(Isn't that your fault in the first place, you damned brat!?)
Koremitsu was grumbling deep within, but upon seeing Shioriko glare at the entrance of the culture hall with such a serious expression, he could only remain silent.
Shioriko widened her large puppy eyes, showing a frown on her milky white face, and cringed her body. She was holding the grassy green pochette tightly, intently focused to a point of nearly forgetting to breathe.
Hikaru, floating in the air, watched Shioriko worriedly.
He exchanged looks with Koremitsu and shook his head, indicating that he could not understand what was going on.
(I really don't know what to do with this damned brat.)
Koremitsu curled his lips as he squatted.
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"Waka Murasaki" - Hikaru ga Chikyuu ni Itakoro......(Volume 3)
Romance> The story starts with the death of Hikaru Mikado. That guy was a natural charmer, a "harem king", but had no real male friends. After he died, he became a ghost, a soul, but Koremitsu Akagi can see him. Koremitsu though, isn't really like Hikaru...
