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An Otonoha a day keeps the nasty thoughts away.


Hello.
It’s me.
The other day.
This happened while I was uneventfully commuting to somewhere.
I was alone in a taxi, and when I suddenly turned around…
There was my senpai from elementary school, a year or two older than I was. He got into a car behind me and started following me.
When I looked closely, it was an incredible sight.
“HEY! SAKURAI!! WAIT UP!!”
For some reason, he looked absolutely furious.
(Even though we were supposed to be on good terms…)
I had no idea why my senpai, whom I befriended while playing soccer, was so mad at me.
However…
He seemed so angry, I just decided to run for it.
A fleeing Sakurai.
A pursuing senpai.
I tried escaping to a certain degree, but once I determined that it was of no use running away when I didn’t know why he was angry in the first place, I decided to alight from the taxi.
Sakurai: What’s this about? Have I done something wrong?
Senpai: Why, you…
After a short pause…
He suddenly smothered my hair with hard gel and gave me a slicked back look.
Then senpai ran away.
…it’s a mystery.
It’s way too puzzling.
I was left alone, bewildered.
A completely slicked back Sakurai.
“What on earth what *that* about?”
… and that’s the dream I dreamt.
Yesterday.
Endlessly.
Thank you for putting up with my extremely trivial tale.
This has been the most useless blog post ever.
You have my sincere apologies.
10 May 2011
SAKURAI SHO
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