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Yashiro Nene, the destroyer of my portable entertainment system has dragged me all the way to the abandoned building to the girls bathroom. After apologizing for breaking my PSP, she said she had a way to fix it without the need for her to pay.
Of course I wanted it to be fixed. No gamer wants a broken PSP so I asked and agreed to hear her out on her solution. If I had known a few minutes ago that she was going to rely on some toilet wishing ghost to fix it, I would've just left and got it fixed myself.
"Onegai, Karasuma-senpai! Please knock on the doors and speak for me!"
My nose scrunched in annoyance as the cream haired farmer girl, who thinks we're friends, begged. I rolled my eyes, just wanting to go home and sleep. Wanting this to be over, I sighed and agreed.
"Fine. But don't bother me again after this." I knocked on the door three times like she instructed and spoke out in my usual annoyed, but at the same time monotone voice.
"Hanako-san, Hanako-san, are you there?" After awhile, the door opened and a gush of wind welcomed the both of us. I fiddled with my fingers, a habit I couldn't get rid of. Yashiro got a little bit creeped out I guess.
I sighed after nothing revealed itself in the third stall bathroom. Before I could turn around and lecture the hopeless romantic, a high pitched scream pierced my ears followed by a series of running footsteps. That brat ran away from me.
My eye twitched in annoyance and I turned around to run after her, only to be stopped by a see through, middle school boy.
"Sorry I scared your friend away~!"
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Blinked once, twice, thrice, but this lame hat wearing shortie didn't go away. I tried pushing him away because he was way too close to my no-no zone, but my hand just went through his body.
"I thought Hanako-san was a girl, not a perverted brat?"
Finally grasping that this guy, was in fact Hanako-san of the third stall in the girls bathroom, my shoulders relaxed as he didn't seem like a threat. At the moment that is.
"Ehh, the rumors were wrong~! I'm a boy~! So, Usagi-chan~ What's your wish~?"
He replied as he started floating upside down, his eyes reminding me of a golden sunset. Our noses would be touching by now if we were able to touch each other.
My eye twitched in annoyance to both the nickname and his close proximity, it was bad enough that Teru called me Usagi. But a ghost child too?
I had no choice but to stay still. There was no way I was going into a probably infested stall that's been abandoned for years just to get away from a toilet ghost perv. It's simply filthy and unsanitary.
"Who are you calling Usagi-chan, shota?"
Hanako pouted and floated back down a few steps away from me. Crossing his arms and puffing his cheeks, he huffed.
"Shota? You're barely 2 cm taller than me!"
I smirked, "Yeah and don't you forget it."
Was my final reply before I went to leave the bathroom and finally go home. I was in no way interested in getting myself involved with spirits. Too troublesome.
Before I could make a full escape, the sunset eyed shota blocked my path. A cunning smirk adorning his ghostly lips.
"You're not leaving until I grant you a wish in exchange for a reasonable price, Usagi-chan. Depending on your wish, the greater or lesser your payment~!"
Hanako-kun cheered and twirled around as if he got a great deal from a grocery store. I rolled my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose. Curse you, daikon legs.
"Daikon-san dragged me here." I simply answered as I took out the neatly wrapped broken PSP from my bag. Might as well get this over with.
Hanako hovered over and stared at the gadget in curiousity, probably not knowing what it is or how it works.
"She bumped into me and broke this in the process. I guess she was going to wish for you to fix it." Already knowing that this guy couldn't fulfill that wish for he doesn't have the faintest clue on what it is.
Hanako hummed and floated around me in circles for three times before snapping his fingers, a bright smile encasing his face.
"I've got just the thing!" He said, grinning and pulling out various items from his seemingly endless ghost pocket.
Why don't women's jeans ever have pockets as deep as that?
Hanako proudly lifted up the book he just pulled out. On closer inspection, my eye twitched in frustration. I knew this ghost was as clueless as a damn turtle.
Electronics: What are they and how do they work?
Maybe I should've wished to eat as much as I want without gaining weight instead.
I scoffed as I once again made a beeline for the exit. "Forget it. I'll just scrap this and sell the parts." Stuffing the broken system back into the bag, I was stopped once more.
