Ben-to: Publishing a Novel Part 4
“Ooh Satou you pervert never would have guessed you’d be caring something like that around.” Shaga teases with a wink and finger pulling on a lip.
On unlocking the screen a message appears from Oshiroi.
“Shiraume is acting strange again. Packing bags and suitcases.
She’s being nice though. Meet you there tomorrow 2pm.
232-1706, Showa, Kawasaki-ku Kawasaki-shi, 232-1706, Okayama.
Go to go!”
“Looks like Shiaraume is doing her shenanigans again. Ooh well. She be okay I guess.”Satou sighs and puts his phone away again. Picking up his tea and relax.”
Shaga looks surprised and slams her hands on the table. “How could you say that. I feel sorry for Oshiro. You said it yourself. How she wold get smacked in the back of her head and carried away. Or that one time she was abducted in a car. I… I am still traumatized thinking back at that one time. Her hands all over…” Shaga trembles remembering that one day.
Her moment Shiraume took her forcefully and bathed her thoroughly and ended up wearing a white dress looking like a princess. It is every man’s dream to be witness of such event. And that dress did fitted her very well.
Satou leaves a big warm puffy sigh escape his lips, relaxing with his eyes closed as he takes the cup from his mouth back onto the table.
“You was thinking something perverted weren’t you…” Shaga screams and kicks him our the window over the balcony.
All he could do was fall down with a foggy daze and stars flying over his head landing down in the bushes. But when he raised his bruised slightly swollen head from the green leafs a group of girls from the dorm passed by.
And without hesitation smacked their bags around into his face before running away. “Pervert! Police” Was all they screamed as they ran off.
How was he always getting in these situations. Tearing his pants, ending up in a skirt and animal hat on different slippers in a supermarket. Okay that maybe was on Shaga and her idea of a joke.
Life has not been easy for him but he made some great friends along the way.
That night at the supermarket he had encountered that old man again. The ghost. He was smiling or more he was grinning. Showing the few teeth left in a crooked mouth. His bony thumb lifted before he vanished from sight the moment Satou laid his hands on one of the priced bento boxes.
Neither Sen or Shaga could place who this old man could have been or why nobody but Satou could even see him. Even Nikaidou Who joined them and was good at investigating and retrieving information could not tell. They just made fun of him hitting his head to many times falling out of windows
It was that night Satou had a dream.A dream of a large fight. And he could see himself standing their at the centre holding a sword.