Full Metal Panic! Short Stories Volume 7 [Parts 1 to 3] by Shouji Gatou

Author:Shouji Gatou
Language: eng
Format: epub

They entered the karaoke parlor and spent about two hours there.

Sousuke sang the Soviet National Anthem a capella in fluent Russian, claiming he’d been reminded of it recently. Obviously, the two girls were put off by it... To get things back on track, then, Kotaro did a great rendition of a harmless pop song. The mood returned to normal. Then Sousuke sang an Afghani folk song, which put the girls off again. Determinedly, Kotaro came in with a passionate rendering of Van Halen, and the mood returned to normal.

While it was touch and go at first, the two girls eventually seemed to start enjoying the whiplash. The alcohol probably helped matters as well.

“Ah, that was so funny!” Mutsu Mutsumi said as they left the parlor. “Sagara-kun, you’re so weird. Do you get that a lot?”

“Affirmative. Though I don’t like hearing it from someone who shot an innocent officer of the peace.”

“What?”

Sousuke glanced over at her coldly and whispered, “If it’s a performance, it’s an impressive one.”

“I don’t understand... Hey, Sagara-kun. Want to take a walk through the park? I think I’m a little drunk. And there’s too many people around here... How about it?” With that, Mutsumi took Sousuke’s arm.

Sousuke thought for a second and a half, then, “Very well. I wouldn’t want anyone else dragged into the conflict.” And with that extremely grave response, he started walking.

“H-Hey, Sagara...”

“Don’t worry, Onodera. I’m a veteran.”

“That’s not what I meant...”

“We’ll meet back up at school.

With that, Sousuke and Mutsu left, leaving Kotaro and Kujo Kumi alone together.

“Um, so...” Kotaro stammered. He showed none of his earlier breezy manner, perhaps out of consideration for her—during the mixer, she was the one who had come off the most modest and aloof. “Th-They’re all gone, huh? What should we do? Head home?”

“Um, I guess...” Kumi agreed. Her hair, the longest out of the three girls, swayed as she turned. She wore a white blouse and knee-length skirt, seeming like the prim and proper type. But then, unexpected words came from her pale pink lips. “Um... Want to come by my apartment? It’s close. I have coffee.”

“Huh? Uh... you sure?”

“I wouldn’t have said it if I wasn’t.”

“Ah... s-sorry. I’ll come along. I love coffee. I really do.” With that, Kotaro began walking beside her in an awkward way, left arm and left leg together.

He couldn’t believe what was happening. His legs were trembling. His vision was blurry. His ears were ringing. He wasn’t quite sure where he was anymore. Even his own voice, as he talked to her, sounded like it belonged to someone else.

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