TSUCHIURA'S POV
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"Eh? Shimizu likes riceballs?! That's great! Have you tried the ones at Kei Koro? They're the best!" Hihara-senpai cries out in joy as he hurriedly grabs a pillow and sits on Shimizu's bed. Sigh. I finish drying my hair and proceed to brush my teeth.
"That's my aunt's shop." Shimizu replies slowly and Hihara-senpai makes a weird sound of awe.
"EH?!!! Sugoi!" He exclaims and then stiffly bows to Shimizu. "Well please tell your aunt that they're the most amazing riceballs." I look at Shimizu who slowly bows as well.
"Hai, Hihara-senpai." He yawns and Hihara-senpai gives the widest grin I've seen. Oi...Is that even possible?
"Ne, Tsuchiura," He looks at me and I stop brushing. "You're so good at cooking, since when did you start learning how to do it?" He lies on his bed and stares at me curiously. I finish my brushing and sit on the couch.
"Well, back when I was five, my mother and sister contracted the flu so they couldn't cook the meals. My father was hopelessly burning everything he touched and I knew I had to eat. So after 3 days of living on burnt offerings, I tweeked the kitchen a bit and started cooking." I relay and Hihara-senpai sighs.
"Sure must be nice to know how to cook." He heaves himself up. "I only know how to eat."
"Ugh...Well, my mom used to say that if you want to eat delicious food, you've got to know how to cook one." I smile to myself as I remembered that my mom always said that to my dad. Hihara-senpai opens the glass window and the calm ocean breeze enters our room.
"Well, I'm hopeless at cooking. Maybe that's why mom said I should marry a girl who's great at it." He mutters and I freeze. A girl who's good at cooking? I was about to think of something when Hihara-senpai suddenly speaks the very thoughts of my mind. "I wonder if Kaho-chan knows how to cook?"
I open my bag and take out my earphones. Somehow I feel annoyed so I decide to tune them all out with music. I fish out my iPod and listen to a song - any song.
That's right...Hihara-senpai also likes Hino.
Sigh.
I try hard to concentrate on the song and imagine myself playing the piece when her face pops up again.
Hino. I won't lose you to anyone.
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KAHOKO'S POV
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"But the lady on the phone said all the baggages were delivered into our rooms.." Fuyuumi-chan's words fail her and I just chuckle. No point in adding panic to her.
"Ano...maybe they've misplaced it or left it at the luggage area or something. I'll go check it out." I take the keys on the drawer and head out of the door. "Don't wait for me Fuyuumi-chan, go to sleep. I'll be back soon." I wave a hand and close the door. Only then do I allow myself to get agitated.
Where is my violin?!
I manage to arrive at the reception desk where a lady in uniform is talking on the phone. As I wait for her to finish I anxiously sigh. If it were my bag that was misplaced, I could've slept okay. But when I realized that my violin case was missing, I knew that I had to find it pronto. I looked at the model of the ship and realized that it as such a huge place to look for something like my violin.
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Salut D'Amour
FanfictionHino Kahoko has already fallen inlove with the violin and has set her heart to continue playing it even after the concourse has ended. Set after the concourse, the participants are to visit Gendoue Island for a one-week summer training camp at Gendo...
