Love Story in College

Chapter 22

When Spring came to Tokyo, it also came to Saitama.

Currently, ten other members of the youth group "Law Society Cultural Research Institute Japan Festival" ..a.k.a "Omaken", are on the edge of the shopping district in Saitama Prefecture.

Indeed, they were in a huge parking lot owned by the sponsoring temple. They gathered under one tent containing several people, as if in rows in a corner, lined up with necks stretched out in front of a set of electric fans standing there. They hardly talk anymore.

Sometimes one would murmur weakly, "wind whispering," and the other person, who was just as weak, answered back as if given a cue, "Hot, too hot .." And when that happened, it was too hot, some people will just laugh. Don't know where they got it from and don't have the energy to join the mysterious game, Banri,

"Isn't Awa Odori something you do at night …? Why in the heat like this …?"

Squatting down, they pressed their cold upper arms against their flushed and muttered faces. When they closed their eyes, their eyes turned red: the heat soaked their eyelids.

Right behind Banri, sitting casually in the pipe chair, Kosshii-senpai, is,

"Thirty-eight degrees."

That's all he said.

"… What is Panmunjom?

"Military Demarcation Line?" thought Banri, shaking his head.

"Now. Thirty-eight degrees! Temperatures. You don't think."

He showed the screen of the smart phone he held in his hand. That indicates the current temperature around the area, so it should be 38 degrees Celsius. Ugh ... Even Banri can set no more than a low groan. Indeed, it seemed like he would be much better off without clothes in the open air.

Finally, they tie their yukatas back from their chests so that the sweat droplets will roll and fall. Although they had not even danced, Banri's entire body was quickly drenched in sweat. Along with all the others, the color of the cloth on his back had changed from moistened.

Saitama in mid-summer is too hot in general, and there is no real objection to calling it Hell. They almost reached temperature records for the whole of Japan, and moreover, there were almost no clouds in the sky. Address in Hell may be Block #1, Red Hot. Occasionally the wind blows, but it is no different from fanning yourself with a hair dryer. Shining, brightly lit, as daylight draws the sun's rays to become more energetic, as if trying to burn everything living in the surface world into a crisp.

Saitama in mid-summer is too hot in general, and there is no real objection to calling it Hell. They almost reached temperature records for the whole of Japan, and moreover, there were almost no clouds in the sky. Address in Hell may be Block #1, Red Hot. Occasionally the wind blows, but it is no different from fanning yourself with a hair dryer. Shining, brightly lit, as daylight draws the sun's rays to become more energetic, as if trying to burn everything living in the surface world into a crisp.

If he were to go even one step outside the shadow of this tent, he would definitely be bathed in strong direct sunlight. And then his skin would probably burn to a crisp as if he had been thrown onto the stove. Before Banri changed clothes, he had already applied the sunscreen that Kouko brought all over his face and arms. It's sweating now. He noticed it was practically all dripping.

Saying 'Let's put it on again, ' he took out a plastic container from the backpack that was placed at his feet, and shuffled it hard up and down. Make a sound like maracas that shakes up cheerful Mexico,

"What's that?"

Kosshii-senpai peered curiously at the nearby Banri.

"It's sunscreen. Senpai, how about you too?"

He said 'You sissy ～', pointing and grinning at him, but Banri paid no heed to him at all. Taking the white, fragrant liquid in his hand, he mixed it carefully around his cheekbones using his fingers. Bridge his nose, his forehead, his chin, his nape, his upper chest. As Kouko pointed out to him, little by little, carefully rubbed it against his skin.

"I smeared it. UV light seems to be very bad news."

"I smeared it. UV light seems to be very bad news."

"Haha, that sounds like what Robo-Girl would say. You really fell under his influence."

"And isn't that okay? The sunlight like today was rather incredible. It seems rough."

"Oh, shut up, how will a real man realize the sunburn?"

"Really, don't you think? Your skin cells, weren't they slaughtered? He said, 'Although the world says sunbathing, sunbathing very lightly, frankly, it burns! It damages your DNA! This is a mass murder of your skin!'"

"Bas an idiot, don't exaggerate. Everyone, even a little boy, is used to getting sunburnt."

"Kouko's brother forgot to wear a hat in Hawaii and it looks like honey is dripping from the top of his head."

"…Honey…?"

"Yes. Looks like syrup dripping from a useless person."

"… Then, then just a little …?"

"Yes. Looks like syrup dripping from a useless person."

"… Then, then just a little …?"

"Here it is, here it is!"

"Ah, really just a little, eh? Because a little is okay …"

"Well, you didn't tell me that! Oops, oops!"

"Ah, very ... is already there, and there …"

"No, no senpai, let's put a little more! Looks like you should have a little behind your neck! And if I can, the top of your head too! This, do it like this .. with this kind of feeling. "