The Golden Pear [YA - Featured]

♫~Notes 145~♫

Freya stretched, yawning. Satos took back their horses, as they also were too tired, and the firework was nearing. The noise and smell of gunpowder would be too much for them. And by "them" Satos meant their horses and themselves. She could see it in their eyes.

Despite their young spirit, their bodies needed the proper rest. Since their stall closed for the day, they ventured around, ignoring the soreness of their feet. This was the only time they could have fun.

Among the people, she had glanced at the headmistress and a few reporters or important looking men. She had a speech before the firework, but Freya wasn't interested.

"Freya-chan?" Aiyoku whispered next to her, gaining her attention.

Rigaku was measuring his throw to not miss like in the last five tries. On the other hand, Kagetsu hit all the targets.

She leaned her head towards Aiyoku, listening to his quiet request. Her eyes shot open as he, like the other two, presented his wish.

'What a strange trio of brothers.'

She replied to him with a nod and smile, joining the rest under the light from LED paper lanterns. The sun had set, and only an hour divided them from the firework.

Rigaku didn't win a single price. While Kagetsu got a big cat plush, Freya had won a cup with a picture of a guinea pig, and Aiyoku won a small star-shaped key chain with a horse picture. He almost cried with joy as Star remained by his side.

Nobody saw who received the wink Kagetsu had sent, but he only stuck his tongue a bit in the answer.

'Why am I thinking about an invisible friend?' Rigaku pondered, stepping away from his sure-to-hit-throw calculations he scribbled into the dirt. 'Oh well, I guess he is going to be an eternal child in his heart.'

The dark horse walked next to Kagetsu, bringing nobody a misfortune. Perhaps it lived only in the youngest brother's imagination. Maybe not.

At the mask painting stall, they had found Ueno in the costume. She kept it, even taking a few photographs with the visitors. She had almost finished her cat-themed mask. Each of them made one ranging from a cat, dog, mouse, to tanuki. The casual chatter continued, and Ueno joined them, this time at her own pace. They stopped by Kenta's stall, sad they missed all of his readings in the Caffee, where he earned applause.

The poor boy shivered like a twig in the wind, but he recited his poems. His club friends weren't any better, but they gathered a few possible members for the next semester, and that already counted as an enormous success.

Ueno divided from them as she wanted to check on the firework's preparations. She headed to the roof while she had heard her mother's speech. The sweet tone made her sick, but she had a too good time to let it bother her.

Upon reaching the roof, she had seen two men gesticulating.

"Is something happening?" she asked, approaching them.