"Baka-jurou! You baka! Baka! Baka!..", roared seven year old Chizuru as she carried a beaten up Seijurou on her back. "We already won the game.. why'd you have to taunt them?! Ugh.. honestly, you!"
The late afternoon summer sky coated the suburbs of Fujiishima a tinge of orange as the two best friends went home after a friendly neighborhood baseball game. Even if it was nearing dusk, the relentless heat of the season made the slightly larger Chizuru struggle in carrying her smaller friend while she walked through the streets. A rather annoying situation for her, she had no choice but to assist a heavily bruised Seijurou.
"I wasn't taunting them, Chizuru..", mumbled Seijurou while resting his head on his friend's shoulder. "I was merely stating facts.. they suck at playing ball.."
