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3 days after the strategy meeting with Saori. I once again stepped into the sanctuary for otakus, Akihabara.
This time, however, it isn't an appointment with Saori.
It is actually... because of my dear sister.
Get the newly released game for you!?
Yup. You're free, right?
Since you are good for nothing other than breathing in oxygen and breathing out carbon dioxide.
I'm letting you do something useful for me.
Who do you think you are!?
I am a student preparing for my exams, you know.
Hoh?
So? What about it? Does that have anything to do with my life?
It's just a short trip to Akihabara. Treat it as a short break.
Go by yourself, then.
No way.
The weather's so hot every day, and because of that, I don't want to go to crowded places.
Ah, so that's how it is.
Basically, you're letting me take a break from studying by going under the hot sun, bathing in the strong sunlight and coming back after I dry up.
Kirino's selfishness would even drive someone like me crazy.
At least for today, as her brother, I should be stern.
...Let me say this first, Kirino.
I'm not your chauffeur, nor your utilityman. I'm your...
You're not going?
I'd love to go!!
...See? I was stern, wasn't I?
Could this be the effect of Kuroneko's bracelet...
Or could something worse happen later, or would I finally get lucky...
Whatever it is, I need to hurry up and buy the stuff, and get back to my air-conditioned room...
First of all, I'll go by the main street towards the shop.
As it is a holiday, Akihabara is completely congested with people.
With so many people, I am silently cursing at the innocent crowd walking along.
Every one of them and their otaku "fashion"...
Where can you even buy one of those swirly glasses? Even that Manami wears normal glasses.
...she's awfully old-fashioned, though.
...wait, a girl wearing swirly glasses...?
*sigh*...
Saori... is that you?
Unconsciously, it became a question, because Saori's figure isn't like that.
Or rather, just an hollow shell? You know, it's as if her soul has been taken out, leaving behind just the clothes and the body?
To put it better, it's like a cicada moult.
Saori walks down the street unsteadily, as if there's a burly man beside her and about to push her out onto the road.
...this isn't just bad, but seriously bad.
Saori! Hey, Saori!