The Delinquent Shimizu-san Sitting Next to Me Has Dyed Her Hair Black-Chapter 7Volume 3 .1 - Shimizu-san and the Summer Festival

Shimizu-san and the Summer Festival

“I wonder if those three will be arriving soon.”

On the second evening of the camp, Yousuke-san and I were waiting in front of our stay for the three girls from the Astronomy Club.

Perhaps because the time for confessions was drawing closer, Yousuke-san seemed more fidgety than usual.

“Yousuke-san, are you okay?”

“I’d like to say I’m fine… but it’s true that I’m nervous.”

Yousuke-san showed a smile, but it was somewhat awkward.

“I’ve never confessed or been confessed to before, but I think it takes a lot of courage. That’s why I think it’s really amazing that you’re going to confess to Ai-san.”

“Hondō-kun… thank you. I don’t know if it will be successful, but I’ll do my best.”

“What are you going to try your best at?”

I turned toward the voice and saw Ai-san and the others, who had changed into their yukatas without us noticing.

“Y-you, how long have you been here!?”

“Don’t be so surprised. We just got here.”

“From where did you overhear me and Hondō-kun talking?”

“Eh? I only heard the part where you said you’d try your best.”

I was relieved.

It seemed Ai-san hadn’t heard much of the conversation between Yousuke-san and me.

“More importantly, how do you like this yukata?”

Ai-san twirled in front of Yousuke-san, seemingly wanting him to compliment her as he did when she wore her swimsuit.

“…It’s beautiful.”

“Huh?”

“That white yukata with the vivid flowers suits you well and looks really beautiful.”

Yousuke-san finished expressing his thoughts on the yukata without taking his eyes off Ai-san.

“O-oh my, that’s a proper compliment, unlike the usual ‘it’s good’ from Yousuke-san.”

Ai-san seemed to be the one flustered now. It was a rather rare sight.

As I was watching Yousuke-san and Ai-san, I felt a tug on my sleeve.

Turning my gaze, I saw Shimizu-san, who had also changed into a yukata.

“Shimizu-san, that yukata is…”

“You’re the one who said you wanted to see me in it…”

I took another look at Shimizu-san.

Her beautiful long hair was tied back, with some of it braided.

The yukata was navy blue with morning glory patterns, and as I had thought before, it suited Shimizu-san very well.

“Don’t just stand there, say something.”

“Wait, just give me a moment.”

I wanted to quickly give a compliment, but I also wanted to convey exactly what I was thinking to Shimizu-san.

“…That yukata looks really good on you, Shimizu-san. It’s so beautiful that I could keep looking at you forever.”

Shimizu-san froze. At the same time, there was a click and a flash of light.

Looking toward the source, I saw Seto-san in her yukata, holding up her smartphone.

“Hey Seto, what are you taking pictures of!”

“A commemorative photo. The more memories you have from a trip, the better.”

“Just delete it!”

“No way.”

Eventually, that two-shot photo would be shared among the members of the Astronomy Club.

***

“There are more people here than I thought.”

“It’s really lively!”

When we arrived at the festival venue, there were already many people there, each appearing to enjoy the festival.

“There’s still plenty of time until the fireworks, so why don’t we check out the food stalls one by one?”

“Yeah. Yakisoba, takoyaki, shaved ice, and then cotton candy and candied apples… Just thinking about it makes my mouth water!”

“Ai-senpai, you’re forgetting about the big taiyaki and imagawayaki.”

“Do you guys think about nothing but eating…”

Shimizu-san gave Ai-san and Seto-san a cold look.

“Shimizu-san, isn’t there anything you’re looking forward to?”

“There’s nothing like that.”

“Kei is happy as long as Daiki-kun is nearby!”

“Nobody said that!”

“Is that not it?”

“That’s…”

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Our eyes met for a moment, but Shimizu-san quickly looked away.

“Enough of that. Let’s get going.”

“Okay! Everyone, make sure not to get lost!”

“You’re the one who’s most likely to get overly excited and wander off.”

“Let’s try that next!”

Ai-san pointed to a shooting gallery stall.

“Ah, want to give it a try, miss? Even if you’re cute, there’s no special treatment here!”

The stall owner greeted Ai-san with a smile.

“Let’s do this! Everyone should join in!”

“Guess we have no choice. Might as well give it a try.”

“I’m bored waiting, so I’ll play.”

“I won’t hold back.”

Seto-san seemed oddly fired up, but it looked like everyone was also eager to participate.

“I want to try it too.”

“That settles it! Mister, we’d like to play the shooting game for five people!”

“I’d be happier if you called me Onii-san. It’s 300 yen per turn, and you get five shots. There are only two guns, so please take turns.”

“Okay! Let’s start the Astronomy Club’s shooting contest!”

***

“You’ve got to be kidding me… Who is this girl?”

The smile disappeared from the face of the shooting gallery Onii-san.

The reason was that Seto-san had knocked down the biggest model prize with just three shots.

“It’s not that difficult. My grandmother could do it with one shot.”

I wondered what kind of person Seto-san’s grandmother was.

“There are two shots left. What should I target next?”

Such remarks made it seem like Seto-san was some sort of expert sniper.

I had no idea Seto-san had such a skill.

“…I give up. Can we settle for one more prize of your choice?”

“Is the mixed bag of sweets okay?”

“That’s fine, but are you sure you’re okay with that, miss? With your skills, you could aim for a better prize.”

“I’ve already achieved my goal with the plastic model I won earlier. So I’d be happy to have some snacks for everyone to share now.”

“Understood. Then I’ll fill a bag with sweets for you.”

With those words, the shooting gallery Onii-san packed a bag full of sweets and handed it to Seto-san.

“Thank you.”

“Thank you, too, for settling things this way. It helps me out.”

“Onii-san! I knocked down two sweets!”

Ai-san, who was shooting next to Seto-san, called out.

It seems she had managed to knock down some prizes.

Onii-san picked up the fallen sweets and delivered them to Ai-san.

“Here you go, your prize. You’ve got a good aim too.”

“I’m no match for Mio-chan, though!”

“That girl’s skills are on a whole different level.”

Onii-san’s eyes seemed to gaze off into the distance.