It came at a time when I had really forgotten about it.
"By the way, it's next Saturday. I'll have you come to my house."
lunch break. After eating as usual, we were all killing time in our own ways, when Hayasaka-san suddenly started talking as if she had just come up with the idea.
"What...?"
Suddenly, I looked up from my paperback book and froze for a few seconds.
At the same time, my thoughts became fixed.
"Eh!?"
When I finally understood the meaning of Hayasaka san's words, I cried out in surprise.
" You are too loud"
"I'm sorry. But instead, what do you mean by us?"
"That's what I mean. Ah, if it's not convenient. In that case, maybe another day."
"No, that's not the problem..."
How can I do that?unexpected breakthrough.
" My mother, especially my mother, is a worrier, and she's sorry to have to transfer me to another school. That's why I want to show her that she doesn't have to worry because I already made friends at her new school."
"I see..."
I understand the logic. The content is different, but the direction is similar to my previous pattern.
"I mean, this is the one I lent you the other day, so you don't have the right to veto it."
Ah. Come to think of it, that's what we were talking about. I completely forgot. Or rather, I had forgotten about it.
"Then I'll move on to the discussion on Saturday. Details will be given tomorrow."
Well, some terrible things happen. Just going to my classmate's house makes me nervous, but the person I'm visiting with is Hayasaka san, and she's also rich. The buffs are double and triple, and I don't think I can compete with Ki. If we don't take some measures...
" You're thinking something stupid right now, aren't you?"
"It's not something stupid. After all, it's Hayasaka-san's house. I'm sure there's a maid or something, right?"
"There's no way that's the case. I'm not stupid."
"So, what about the guard dog?"
"It's not there, and what's the point if it's there? There's nothing to do with rich people and guard dogs."
Indeed, if you ask me, that's true.
"Well then, SECOM."
"...That's included."
"See"
I pointed at Hayasaka san's face, as if this was the point.
"Don't point at people's faces"
"ow"
My index finger was shot off by Hayasaka san's palm.
"Anyway, I hope you can make it normal."
"usually..."
What is normal? I wonder if my normal life and Hayasaka-san's are really the same? Since the sense of money is different, the sense of that aspect may also be different. You might end up looking like a male college student who is told to dress casually, goes out in a loose T-shirt and G-shirts, and writes about his shame.
"I don't have fancy clothes..."
"I'm saying it's okay to be normal. Which party are you planning on attending?"
"...Hayasaka-san, have you ever attended a party?"
"What happened all of a sudden? Yes, I do. I don't remember what kind of party it was though."
There is. As expected of Hayasaka san.
"No more questions. It doesn't matter. Casual clothes. Come in your normal clothes. If you come dressed in a weird way, I'll make you wear really girly clothes as punishment."
What a punishment game. Isn't it a brutal specification that would be traumatic if done poorly?
"I mean, Hayasaka-san, you wear clothes like that."
That's surprising. I have an image of Hayasaka san wearing more stylish clothes. Well, I guess Hayasaka-san would look good in clothes like that.
"Huh? There's no way I'd wear clothes like that."
"Huh? But you have it, right?"
"My parents bought it for me even though I said I wouldn't wear it."
"That's it again..."
It's wasteful. Not really. Even though I don't mind wearing the clothes my parents bought me. ...No, there are some clothes that I don't wear. Something that's too cute and doesn't suit me. When I thought about it, I couldn't say anything about other people either.
"What? If you want to wear it, I'll give it to you. I won't wear it anyway."
"No, I thought it would be cute if Hayasaka-san wore it, not me."
"It's okay, stop being a sycophant. I know it doesn't suit me either."
"I guess so?"
I don't think that's the case though.
"Okay. That's the end of this story. Just come in your normal clothes."
"Yeah..."
Is it a normal appearance? It's gone. I guess I'll talk to my mom when I get home.
I looked it up on the internet.
Nothing in particular has changed. It must be something very common. That is normal. Also, that.
I see. I can not understand.
In fact, even if I researched something like this, I wouldn't have been able to find any hints for choosing clothes.
I was lying on my back in bed and placed my smartphone next to my pillow.
This is not the time to do something like this. I have to choose clothes to wear to Hayasaka san's house.
I took out some of the clothes I had that I thought were competition clothes from the drawer and lined them up on the bed.
"Hmm..."
When I just look at the clothes, they look pretty good, but it's strange because as soon as I put them on, my opinion completely changes.
I put a white short sleeve t-shirt and a long navy blue jeans on my body to try it out, and looked in a full-length mirror to see how it felt.
Does not suit. It doesn't suit me hopelessly. Umako also has the word "costume," but apparently that doesn't apply to me.
If that's the case, you might ask why I bought those clothes, but these aren't the clothes I bought. In fact, all the clothes lined up on the bed were not bought by me, but by my mother. They buy these clothes because they think they look good on me , but I don't really think so and they end up just sitting in my wardrobe.
So, I actually wanted to avoid asking my mom about my clothes.
Not all of them, but many of the clothes my mom recommends don't suit me. In terms of probability, it's probably 20%. When you think about it that way, it seems low, but in situations where you have to be really determined, the probability jumps to almost 100%. Once, when I was invited to a friend's birthday party, I was advised to wear an outfit that only beautiful women were allowed to wear, and I was confused as to whether or not this was possible, and I almost couldn't even look at her.
However, I don't have anyone else to talk to...
When I thought about this, the first thing that came to mind was Yo-chan's face. If it's him... but....
After a little hesitation, I decided to send a line to Yo-chan.
"I have something I would like to discuss with you …"
Well, the reply probably won't come right away, so let's wait patiently.
Contrary to my expectations, I received a reply within seconds.
It was a stamp saying that pandas are nice.
``Actually, I was invited to Hayasaka san's house and I was wondering what I should wear.''
"Did I say she's rich? It's definitely troubling.''
Next, I received a stamp with a strange creature saying.
"Okay, try some on and send me a photo."
Photograph? Granted, it may be difficult to judge without actually seeing the clothes on... it can not be helped.
I sent her a stamp saying I understand.
Immediately, a stamp showing a cat throbbing was sent back.
I decided to start shooting. I reflected myself in my full-length mirror and took five pictures with my smartphone. There's no point in asking for opinions if it's something that's passable, so I decided to choose something a little more aggressive and shoot it.
"..."
A few minutes later, I send 5 photos on line.
It wasn't long before it was marked as read, but no response came right away. Probably looking at the photo.
I feel like a contestant waiting for the results of an audition. I don't know what kind of audition it is, but I guess it's not a big deal since I'm the one who appears. Shopping street size? I can't even imagine the contents.
After several minutes of waiting, clutching my smartphone, the moment of judgment finally came.
I look at the screen in horror.
What should I do if I am told that everything is missing? Thinking again? Actually, I don't have any clothes to wear anymore, so I have to buy some.
With these thoughts in mind, I approached the moment.
What will the result be?
"I think it's number three."
"I feel like Ichi and Ni are a little too mature for Io."
"Fourth and fifth are too normal, so I feel like it would be okay if you came to my house wearing that."
Speaking of number three, it's probably this coordination. Honestly, I was relieved because I thought I could still wear this.
"thank you. Then, I'll wear this outfit.''
"Do your best. Good luck~"
At the same time, a stamp of a cat waving a flag with the word "Fight" written on it was also sent to him.
I'm glad I consulted with Yo-chan. Now I can greet Saturday without having to worry about what to wear.
However, this does not mean that the anxiety has completely disappeared. I can't relax until I see Hayasaka-san's reaction on the day.
When this happens, I feel like I want it to be Saturday soon, but I don't want it to happen...