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“Inoue.”
“Inoue Rina.”
“Inoriiiiiiiii~!”
Seki poked gently at the sleeping girl's cheek every time she called.
A half annoyed ‘hmmmm’ was what she got in return. The young ojou chuckled as she sat by her bed looking at the sleeping girl.
“Oh. Yumi-chan.” She greeted sleepily. “I dozed. Sorry.”
“Really? You could've just slept somewhere else, not there.” She smiled amused thinking of better spots to sleep at in her house.
“But the carpet is so comfy too.” Inoue muttered a retort
“Hmm. yah.” Seki responded nonchalantly. “And filthy.” She added.
“Where are the others?” Inoue looked around the place.
“Left.”
The younger girl jolted alive. “Those nutheads!”
“But you wouldn't wake up.” The president laughed at the girl who was scurrying for her stuff.
“Well, they could've put in a little more effort.”
Yumiko grinned at the girl's incoherent slurs.
“I had food ordered. Stay a while.” She said handing Inoue her phone.
The two spent their time playing on their switch until food came.
Inoue eyed the older girl as she moved around her apartment, fondly preparing their food.
Unlike what people think, however bathed in luxury Yumiko was, just like the others, she dressed in ordinary clothes, plainer ones even. Enjoying common chores, geeking out with games. Her quirks of being a lady from a prominent house naturally comes out, but at most, she keeps it levelled. She was just like anyone of them. Working hard, struggling, human, vulnerable.
The very kind President who would frown at them whenever they tease her about them being her subjects. Who would snap at them if they ever get too rowdy. Who would play with them and spoil them at every possible chance. Seki Yumiko who shared their laughter and pain is leaving them. Yumiko's graduation announcement still felt surreal.
The sound of the TV drowned in their laughter until Yumiko spoke.
“I’d appreciate it if you’d stop staring.”
“I wasn’t.” Inoue choked chugging down the last of her orange juice. “Or maybe I was.”
“Say it!” Yumiko laughed sensing the suddenness of Inoue’s shift.
“I still can’t believe it.” The younger girl blurted.
“It can’t be that bad.” Yumiko reassured the girl knowing what exactly she was thinking.
“I mean, I knew you’d come to that point. I’m happy in fact.” Inoue slurred. “Just not this soon.”
“Well.” Yumiko looked up. “I guess that’s how things go. You guys can still come around whenever you want though.”
“You mean you’re not going anywhere far?”
“Hmmm.” The older girl responded vaguely.
Inoue’s expression brightened. “You’re not moving away!!”
“You caught that huh?” She chuckled. “Finish your food.”
Inoue happily went back to eating but another question itched its way out.
“This new dream of yours. You never really told us anything about it.”
“I didn’t.” She nodded.
“Can I ask about it?” She carefully said not looking.
Yumiko pondered in silence.
“If you don’t mind. That is.” Inoue laughed awkwardly.
“You wanna know?” She squinted at her guest who in return nodded at her.
“Can’t be helped I guess.” She sighed.
“What will you be pursuing?”
Yumiko looked around playfully as if to check if somebody will hear. Fighting a grin when Inoue threw her a quizzical look, she motioned her guest to lean nearer which the latter hesitantly did. Giddy, she brought her lips near Inoue’s ear and whispered:
“You.”