Part 2 Irami's Chance!

"NOW COMMENCE THE SECOND DATE: THE CITY!" Again, Ichika's voice sounded throughout the streets. People curiously lifted their heads in her direction.

So annoying!

I gritted my teeth, scowling. Irami saw this face and instantly started insulting me. I guess she's back to Tsundere.

"Who do y-you think you are!? H-how dare you make such a repugnant face, w-when you are spending your day with me!"

"Eh, Whatev-"

A roundhouse kick to the face sent me flying, and attention our way.

I heard Irami apologising-not to me. Dragged up onto my feet, we started the date.

Irami had dressed up in a skirt and tank top. Not really great if you're trying to hide your breast size. But I'll admit, she did look gorgeous. Her blonde hair flowed gently at her sides; her red lipstip complimented her blue eyes. Yes, she truly was beautiful. Even if she had the body of a child.

"Hey, You! Get me that!" Irami demanded. Yep. Definitely a child.

Heh heh... I'm really going to kill her.

"I'm not 'you,' I have a name and it's Yato-use it!" I grumbled to myself as I went to grab us some food.

"Y'know, Ramen isn't something you usually eat on a date," I said.

"What? Are you complaining?" Irami spat noodles across the table, not very lady like. Then again, she wasn't much of a lady.

"N-no no..." I scoffed down a large mouthful of noodles. "I would never do that..."

Outside, people were gathering around a stage. Where a tall, skinny man stood, wearing a purple suit and holding a microphone.

"OK people! Do we have any volunteers?" The man spoke joyfully, like he had not a care in the world. "You two there! On a date are we? Well come on up here!"

We both scowled at the man, who squealed in fright.

"Now now, no need to get angry. But come on! It will be quick!"

Both us nodded in unison, agreeing to it, only because it would be faster than trying to persuade him.

""Alright! We'll play your stupid game!""

"Wow! Such a lovely couple! Speaking simultaneously!"

""Shut up!""

On stage, the man poked a box at us telling me to draw a piece of paper. I reached in, shuffling the paper as I chose one. The paper, now in my hand, read: Play the Pocky game!

"We got the Pocky game, Folks!" A cheer followed.

The man pushed a box of Pocky into my hands and shoved Irami and me together.

Irami's face was beet red and she wouldn't make eye contact. I put the Pocky in my mouth and closed my eyes.

I felt Irami's breath on the other end of the stick. I began to chew.

Closer, closer, closer with every bite. Then I felt something soft touch my lips. I opened my eyes...

...and saw Irami staring back at me, an inch away.

Her red face started steaming, then I was greeted by a fist of embarrassment. The last thing I saw before blacking out was two different pinks, one on her face, one under her skirt...

"Wake up idiot! We still have shopping to do!"

Ugh. I don't wanna.

"Come on I know your awake now, I saw you peeking under my skirt!"

Irami was sat on top of me, slapping me face.

"Ow ow, ok enough. I'll get up. Just stop hitting me!"

We were now in a mall. She must've dragged me here. I glanced at Irami. Yeah, there's no way that happened.

"What'cha lookin' at?"

Irami dragged me to a panty store and sat me outside the curtain.

"Don't you dare peek!" With that, she whisked the curtains closed.

I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine, I'm fine, I'mfineI'mfineI'mfine. I am not fine!

What the hell am I doing here! Irami! Hurry the hell up! People are staring!

"Irami are you done?" I went to pull back the curtain and froze.

No, this is only what anime protagonists do. People in real life do not make these stupid decisions.

At that moment, I went to turn away but the curtain got caught on my trouser leg. And the the curtain pulled back...

Curse you Gods!

...revealing a half naked Irami. Her flat chest was exposed for the entire shop to see. Luckily, I quickly pulled the curtain back, got it untangled around my leg and turned around... To face Irami, who had tears brimming at her eyes.

My body was sent flying out of the changing room and crashing into racks of underwear. And once again, I blacked out.

When I woke up the sun was setting, again, and we were down by the river bank. Irami was laying beside me, asleep.

Her sleeping face looked rough but delicate, like glass. She almost resembled a doll.

Well this day was a complete disaster. I wish it was more like the date I had with Rio.

That reminds me, I don't think I've seen Ichika's camera crew anywhere. Maybe they went home.

I yawned.

Time to go.

I picked up Irami, hopefully she doesn't wake up, and hoisted her on my back.

I got the feeling that I had accomplished something big today...