『hey, yahiro, are you free this weekend?』
『well... after my part time job. why?』
『y'see, icchi and i kinda got a mixer up and going. short one guy. you wanna?』
to yahiro, getting a girlfriend was not an essential, and therefore was not on his list, yet he began to run over tomorrow's class schedule with saturday's appointment in mind.
the old chair creaked as he leaned back in exhaustion, the constant juggle between frivolity and responsibility brought on early by a blessing from the god of poverty seeping away at him faster than what was normal.
times like these wherein he would thoughtlessly agree to blend in with a bunch of college students who were eating abundantly out of a deity's hand were getting more frequent, and yahiro thought he should opt to stop.
he had no time.
he was not like everyone else, who had a secure future.
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ｎｉｃｈｉｙｏｕｂｉ「日曜日」
Ficción Generalˢᵘⁿᵈᵃʸ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵍⁱⁿⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʷᵉᵉᵏ、 ᵃⁿᵈ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʷᵉᵉᵏˢ ᶜᵃⁿ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗ ᵃⁿᵉʷ、 ˢᵒ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵘᵐᵃⁿ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˡⁱᵛᵉ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ⁱᵗˢ ˢᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᵈᵃʸˢ。 ｎｉｃｈｉｙｏｕｂｉ「日曜日」ⁱˢ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵒˢᵉᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ˢᶜᵉⁿᵃʳⁱᵒˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˡⁱᵛⁱⁿᵍ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ。 ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʷᵃʳᵉ?
