“Hiroshima-style Okonomiyaki.” 

“That, or a good run to blow off some steam…”

“Yes, Class 2-C. It’s not a very memorable class and I suppose I’m not very memorable either.”

> Sachiko seems to think to herself for a moment…

“After all, wasn’t the focus mostly on 2-E and F? They had two transfer students other than Hamuko-chan, didn’t they? And there was that whole business back in May in 2-E…”

arcanagambler:

Thanks for the offer, but no. I’m expecting some pals to show up at my place in a little bit, so I already grabbed something to eat at Hagakure and was on my way back.

>He tips his hat.

Later Days, Sachiko-san!

>With that, Roy waves over his shoulder as he walks away.

“Oh well. Have a good evening then.”

> She waves slightly before continuing on her way to Wakatsu.

“I wonder if the Prodigy Platter is any good…”

(Source: letraceuse)

arcanagambler:

Yeah, I can vogue for Hamuko not being in with a bad crowd. They’re just a little odd is all, hence the complications. And thanks, you seem like a nice person yourself.

>He shifts his stance nervously.

Erm, I wasn’t interrupting anything, was I?

“Thanks.”

> She briefly smiles, then shrugs.

“And not at all. I was just thinking about going to Wakatsu for a bite, or just going home.”

> And she gives you a considerate look.

“Sorry, Fortune-san. You’re probably tired of all the questions I’ve been asking, and we’ve only just met, but would you like to join me?”

(Source: letraceuse)

arcanagambler:

Actually I’ve technically graduated Gekkoukan already, but I met Hamuko my least year of high school. I live here in Iwatodai now.

>He scratches his face.

Again, technically speaking. I’ve got a sort of… weird situation going on. Really complicated.

“Is that right? Well, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. Hamuko’s like that too— at least, the having ‘complicated situations’ part. Sometimes I wonder whether she’s involved with a bad crowd, but knowing her, that’s kind of impossible, isn’t it?”

>She speaks about Hamuko with an amused and affectionate tone.

“You don’t seem like a bad guy either, Fortune-san.”

(Source: letraceuse)

arcanagambler:

Only technically. My dad was American, but I was born here in Japan. I lived in America for ten years after my parents passed away in an accident, then came back to Japan for my second year of high school.

>He tips his hat.

Nice to meet you, Sachiko-san.

“So we’re the same age?”

> Again, she gives Roy a rather curious look.

“So, you came back to Japan to attend your second year of high school, right? Does that mean you attend Gekkoukan? Or are you just visiting Tatsumi Port Island? I’ve never seen you around before…”

(Source: letraceuse)

I’m Roy Fortune. Kind of a friend of Hamuko’s, and I saw your Gekkoukan uniform and thought I’d say ‘hey’.

“Is that right?”

>She ponders that for a moment, and somewhat wonders exactly how many people Hamuko knows. She momentarily shrugs to herself.

“My name’s Sachiko Miura of class 2-E. So you’re a friend of Hamuko’s too, huh?”

>She gives Roy a rather curious glance.

“Are you a foreigner, Fortune-san?”

“Hm?”

>Sachiko turns to look at Roy with a rather curious look. She was just walking home while contemplating whether to go to Wakatsu.

“I’m doing okay, I guess… but who are you?”