The Girl I Saved on the Train Turned Out to Be My Childhood Friend, Vol. 7 by Kennoji and Fly

The Girl I Saved on the Train Turned Out to Be My Childhood Friend, Vol. 7 by Kennoji and Fly

Author:Kennoji and Fly [FLY, KENNOJI]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Yen On
Published: 2024-09-17T00:00:00+00:00


You are the person she looks up to the most, and she wants you to see her best side.

A reply came right away.

Thank you for worrying about her… I’m sorry for what I said.

At the time, I thought she was apologizing for saying she wouldn’t come.

Sometime later, the photos and videos from our most recent outing were uploaded to the group chat. We now had an album titled “Amusement Park” alongside the “Beach” one.

I’d thought this would stop Deguchi asking me for that video of the beach, but he kept insisting. “Please, Director,” he’d say in a soft, coaxing voice, rubbing his hands together in anticipation. “You’ve already finished your work. Can’t you help a guy out?”

To be honest, I wasn’t finished working. I was currently editing a “making-of” video for Waka to show to our class after the festival was over. Everyone had enjoyed the outtakes, so I was sure they’d like this, too. And that thought made the work speed along.

As for Ms. Ashihara, I hadn’t spoken to her since the amusement park. I didn’t know whether she was actually busy, or if that was just an excuse.

“How’s the play coming together?” I asked Fushimi on our way to school.

“Everything’s going perfectly,” she replied. “I think some people will cry.” She sounded full of enthusiasm.

I was relieved that she hadn’t been discouraged by Ms. Ashihara’s refusal.

Once we’d entered through the school gate, Himeji glanced at the other classes as they set up food stalls and prepared for club activities. “This is my first time participating in a school festival… I really like how friendly and homemade it feels.”

“You’ve never participated before, Ai?” asked Fushimi.

“No. I always had to work.”

It seemed that when you worked in the entertainment industry, you had to miss out on lots of events.

The inside of the school had been entirely transformed for the festival, with classrooms decorated as cafés and haunted houses.

We’d posted a flyer for our short film featuring a picture of Fushimi and Himeji in an eye-catching place on the noticeboard. The poster included the screening schedule, and there were more flyers on the desk below. I could tell the stack had gotten smaller since yesterday.

“Look! We’re down, like, a hundred flyers!” Fushimi said, voicing my thoughts and excitedly repeating, “Look! Look! Look!”

“Must be my fans,” Himeji interjected, raining on Fushimi’s parade.

“You haven’t told anyone that you were an idol, though, right?”

“Those who know, know.”

“Sure, sure.” Fushimi rolled her eyes.

Personally, I hoped it wasn’t Himeji’s fans who’d taken all the flyers.

“What if we get so many viewers, there aren’t enough seats!” said Himeji.

“We might,” I agreed.

“Should we grab more chairs?” suggested Fushimi.

We’d already completed our final test screening and moved all the desks into an empty classroom. With only the chairs left, our room was like a mini theater.

“Oh no…,” Fushimi said, exhaling anxiously.

“Hey, taking a flyer doesn’t mean they’ll come,” I said.

“No, that’s not what I’m worried about. I was just thinking, with how terrible Ai’s acting is… What if everyone makes fun of her?”

“Oh.



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