Today, about a week after that Dead Heat Uno race, I turned my home and Mr. Mio's calendar one at a time.
Below the photograph of the resort beach staring at the blue sky is the letter 'July' in the morning body. It is finally summer's arrival.
Me and Mio, who had the first bare noodles of the year for dinner, were trying to decide how to spend the afternoon.
"When it comes to summer nights, this is it."
"I won't deny it. I'm not sure."
"This is it. Speaking of summer, this. That's why I watch."
"But you can't stand it unless you think so. Okay."
In front of Mio, who wore it a little thin over the summer, a single blu-ray placed unwrought on the table.
The title is "Boncurry of the Necromancer". Class B horror films made on low budget, small scale and small numbers......
"This is so frightening."
"The package is comical for that though. It's red and yellow, barely a curry box."
"Uh, the manager of the business partner who lent this to me showed me a video of my family watching this."
"It's also difficult with the footage of people watching the footage...... So, how was it? Was she screaming or flipping the juice?"
That's about it, it would be easy for someone a little scared. Even though it's funny enough to go out of your way to fit in the video.
"Hey Matsumoto, can you say much about what goes out of your face?
"What is it suddenly? Is it embarrassing and fire coming out of your face, or something like that?
"Yeah, about the juice coming out of my face. Can you say that?"
Juice.
"Uh, sweat, tears, runny nose, saliva from above... oh, including diarrhea or something?
"It was all out."
"Including?
"Including"
I want you to guess from the flow of the conversation.
"I see, I see. He said he was scared enough. I see."
"I'm a bully business partner, so I'd like to watch it if you lent it to me. But, you know, it's hard. I only played it a little once, but it was hard on my own."
"You think it's better to put it all out with me than endure it alone? I don't know how to say this, but that's what women don't want people to see..."
"So, I'll try not to let it out!? Still embarrassing... you can be Matsumoto and see it all."
I wanted to hear that line, in a different way.
"Oh, yeah. Why don't you call Tsuchiya and Murasaki?
Two more than one, four more than two. I also apologize for getting involved every once in a while, but those guys would be happy if they were called by the early maiden, too.
"Not today"
"Oh, really?
"Because this is what I have to do. Because even without Matsumoto, you shouldn't rely on those two."
"No, I'll go out with you..."
It was an unequivocal intention, not from Mr. Mio somewhere at night. Did you notice how I was feeling under barometric pressure from the rare reaction, Mr. Mio rushed to wave his hands patsy.
"Uh, uh, look, think it's annoying, huh? Both Tsukiya and Murasaki seem to have a lot of work to do."
"I also think they would want to meet Mio..."
"Am I right...?
"Yeah, I'm sure. Well, it's a bad idea to call from a weekday, isn't it? Don't do it for today, but we'll all do it again over the weekend."
"Tomorrow I have to watch it because I'm meeting someone who lent it to me..."
"So you shouldn't leave your summer homework until it's critical..."
I guess sad. Salary fate. I can't get away with meeting schedules. I can't escape more than the Great Demon King.
I decided that if I couldn't escape, I would have to shine and scatter, and I took the Blu-ray disc in my hand.
"We'll play, won't we?
"Ugh, yeah."
"… I'm going"
Go to the couch in the living room, turn off the lights and start the projector and Place O 'tion 4 - if you want to watch the movie, I can recommend it to you and the electrician, but they bought it and left it for two years.
“De-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de..."
"Boncale the Necromancer"
The icon danced and the title appeared more and more.
"No, it doesn't look cheesy and scary after all? How far did Mr. Mio watch it?
"Good luck with thirteen seconds"
"Much shorter than I thought"
"Matsumoto, can I hold hands?
"Yeah, yeah. Go ahead."
Mr. Mio's little left hand overlaps my right hand.
When I grip it back to accept it, I am amazed at the fineness of my fingers. It makes me feel strong and strong that I'm fighting the world with such a small hand.
Next to me thinking about it, Mr. Mio opened his mouth with a nervous face.
"Seven"
"Six"
"That Mio, what's that countdown?
I don't even have to ask. That's a second reading to the thirteenth second that Mr. Mio was frustrated.
"Five"
"Four"
I can see that as the count progresses, so will the power to hold my hand.
"Three"
"Two"
"What the hell in thirteen seconds..."
"One"
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!!?"
"Abba, abba, abba, abba, abba"
"Stop, stop, stop, stop!!
"KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
"No, no, no, no, no, no."
"Ha, ha, ha, ha."
"Sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry!!!
"Abba, abba, abba, abba, abba."
"Abba, abba, abba, abba, abba."
As for afterwards, I urge you to forgive me just for the conclusion.
Mr. Mio could see in tears at the will of his maiden.
I went one step further.
When I managed to finish watching the 90-minute movie and had bedtime.
In front of Mr. Mio's bedroom door, I was a gatekeeper with a cross.
"Wow, stay there until I fall asleep. You shouldn't be awesome in front of the door!
"Yes, yes, I know."
"And don't go to the bathroom or anything, okay?
"It's okay. I'd rather go, but I don't know if I can."
"Boncurry the Necromancer" was a film about a woman betrayed by her best friend who becomes a Necromancer and gets into her best friend's bedroom and cooks it into a curry.
I don't think it was a movie to watch late at night in many ways. Mr. Mio also stood still for five minutes before entering the bedroom.
"... Matsumoto"
"What is it?
"Me, because I hang in there. Tomorrow and the day after, I'll hang in there."
"Mio works hard every day."
"... thanks"
Since then there has been silence. No wonder, no fear or discomfort.
After an hour, I made sure I heard Mio's sleep, and I gently went back to my room.
I could go to the bathroom.