The Golden Pear [YA - Featured]

♫~Notes 146~♫

"Arigatou, come again!"

"Welcome!"

"Throw a ring to win a price!"

With renewed vigor, students presented their stalls, products, or service. The photos from Nihil served well, appearing on social media. Ueno already forgot about the molester, and even her mother didn't bother her.

She had scheduled lunch and meetings with rich and powerful people, but Ueno couldn't care less. Now was her time to enjoy this Fest as it was meant to be – by eating, drinking, and playing games.

Getting weird looks and suspicious eyes nibbled on her fun, but she accepted it. If she wanted to prove herself, she had to work harder and reflect upon her mistakes.

Checking her phone, she realized she had around an hour until the closing time.

'Time flew so fast!' She stopped by the junction, hearing the Caffee staff taking the orders and placing the bills. 'I wonder if Freya-chan has a moment. I would like to hang out with her a bit.' Her steps turned that way. 'Maybe I could get her answers for the tests, so she can pass without a problem.'

Her body jerked as it halted. Thoughts jumped and swirled in her mind. 'She... wouldn't like that, right? Cheating isn't her style.' Pondering, she questioned how much she knew, and if she could pass on her own.

'I need to learn! Maybe Freya-chan could help me!'

"Ueno-san," an unpleasant voice called her.

Turning her head, she saw Mori standing behind her.

"What do you want?" There was no need to beat around the bush.

He gave her a smug smile as if he had her in his palm, and nothing could stop him from smashing her.

"What a lovely day we have."

She blinked as this boy never cared for the weather and much less small chit-chat. His status and desires were on top of his list.

"Did somebody hit you in the head?"

"How heartless of you."

Ueno could easily say the same thing about him.

"I merely came to you to tell you something nice."

"Then talk." In her mind, she added, 'And stop breathing in my face. Your breath stinks!'

He adjusted his hair as if he was about to reveal ground-breaking news.

"I've noticed Freaka's stall gained immense popularity."

Ueno's hair bristled as she had heard the nickname that she came up with and spread among the girls. Another thing on her list to apologize for later.

"Naturally," she added. "It's the first time we had a photo booth with animals."

"But they could pick something better, like dogs or cats and not crippled and wrinkled freaks." He shrugged his shoulders, and his nose wrinkled as if those words insulted his presence.