"I can't believe you used my yen for THAT!"
"Too bad~ Thanks for the crepe, Kukai-kun!"
"Ughh!"
Watching the scene my friends are in, I laugh a little. Well, they probably aren't really my friends - just a couple of sons selected from rich families like us. That's how it's always been, hasn't it....? Things are decided for me - the things I can eat, the places I can go, the friends I make, I don't usually get a say in things.
But they're decent I guess, Kukai and Satoru. They're fun to watch, and include me in conversations. But....
"Dai-kun~ What are you spacing out for?" Satoru turns to me, crepe crumbs and a curious expression on his face.
Just as I'm about to answer, my phone rings.
"Ah- Sorry, I gotta take this. Just give me a minute." I say, pulling it out of my pocket. Kukai and Satoru nod.
Mom.
"Daichi~ There's some people on our driveway, do you know them? I heard them mention your name once or twice."
Mom's voice is lilting and bright, just like it usually is. Feeling a smile spread across my face, I press for more questions.
"What did they look like?" I eventually ask, trying to mask the excitement in my voice.
"Hmm~ There was a black-haired man, a white-haired man, and a light brown-haired man!" Mom answers cheerfully, as if she's a small child in elementary and answering a teacher's question in class.
That's all I need as confirmation.
"I'll be right there." I say.
YOU ARE READING
The Student and the Singer (Mafumafu x reader)
RomanceShe's a stressed and struggling student in Osaka, living alone and barely managing to pay off her debts to keep herself off the streets. But an encounter with her used-to-be favourite utaite, Mafumafu, might change all of that!
