When Supernatural Battles Became Commonplace: Volume 6 [Parts 1 to 8] by Kota Nozomi

Author:Kota Nozomi
Language: eng
Format: epub

Bahamut’s blood tests and whatnot turned out all normal, so they ended up carrying out the surgery that day, as planned.

“They said it’ll take about two or three hours, so we should come back and pick him up in the evening,” Hatoko reported, so we decided to go find somewhere to kill time while we waited. Apparently, they’d offered to allow us to watch the operation, but Hatoko couldn’t stand the sight of blood, and Sagami and I, well...didn’t really want to watch those getting removed. I offered a silent prayer of encouragement to Bahamut, and then we left the vet’s office together.

“The vet also said that there’s a festival happening today at a shopping mall just nearby! They said it might be fun to hang out there while we wait,” Hatoko mentioned. For lack of any other objective, we decided to go check the event out.

The shopping mall in question took about ten minutes to walk to. The festival was set up in the massive mall’s parking lot, and a huge crowd was milling about the stalls. I could already smell the delectable aromas of the festival food they were selling, and they had one of those big trampolines you tend to see at festivals like these set up as well—the sort contained inside a huge inflatable dinosaur or Pikachu or whatever. Like, the sorta bouncy castle-adjacent things that little kids love.

“Yikes. This is a lot more crowded than I’d figured,” I said.

“Ha ha ha! Come on, Jurai. I know plenty of battle-hardened veterans who would laugh their heads off at you for saying this is a big crowd.”

“Shut up! Comiket’s not a good frame of reference!”

“Ah, look, look!” shouted Hatoko. “They have candied apples! I love those!”

“That’s true, Hatoko, but look—don’t those sausages over there look delicious too?” said Sagami. “And look over there. Chocolate bananas! And uncut sushi rolls as well! I’ll pay for whichever of them you want, as long as you eat it in front of me.”

“How about recommending something that isn’t long, dark, and phallic, you freak?!” I snapped.

“You’ll pay for it?! Really?!”

“No, Hatoko! Don’t get excited about this, and don’t eat anything he recommends to you! Trust me!”

“Aww, why not?”

“Because!”

I frantically guarded Hatoko from the efforts of Sagami Shizumu, the avatar of sexual harassment, as we walked through the crowd and soaked up that distinctive festival atmosphere. Pretty much every word out of Sagami’s mouth was some sort of vulgar joke, all of which flew right over Hatoko’s head, leaving me to leap in and shut down her innocent responses before Sagami could steer them in a bad direction.

“Ah, look, Juu!” Hatoko said at one point. “There’s a shooting gallery!”

“Oh, huh, you’re right,” I replied.

“And ooh, look at that stuffed dolphin! It’s so cute!”

“Want me to win it for you?”

“Huh? You’d do that?”

“Yeah, sure. Leave it to me! There’s a trick to these, see...”

“Please, Jurai. Stop,” said Sagami. “I’m getting an incredible sense of déjà vu​ right now. I see the punch line coming a mile away, and I’d rather not see it come to fruition.

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