~A Void~

?Chapter 3?

"Me!"

"Me!"

"I'm the one who asked her on a date! Which she did accept!"

"If I asked her, I bet she would've accepted though!"

"Emphasize on the if! It's a reminder that you didn't and I did!"

"Whatever! She's going with me!"

"No, me!"

Emma and Draken began smacking and pushing each other as Y/n sweatdropped.

"Emma-chan is so pure! But she's so in love that she sometimes goes out of control. She even tried to do you-know-what with you, Takemichi-kun." Hina said.

Takemichi felt his face heat up as he remembered what happened in the karaoke room.

"Oh, yeah..." He nervously smiled.

"I still haven't forgiven you." Hina glared. "I can understand Emma-chan's reason for doing so. But you had no excuse, Takemichi."

"Wait! But that was...!" Takemichi tried to reason.

"Disgusting."

"It wasn't like that!"

"Hey, let's do that!" Hina pointed to a stand.

"Huh? A shooting booth?" Takemichi questioned.

"If you get the grand prize, I'll forgive you."

"I'll hold you to that." Takemichi grinned as they walked up to the stand.

"Hey, Mister. How much?" Takemichi asked, searching his pockets for money.

"Step right up. 500 yen for three shots! That's all."

"What?! That's too much. One, two, three, four..." Takemichi counted his money. "Isn't the grand prize a little small?"

"Huh? Of course, it is. It's the grand prize! Quit whining, kid." The attendant said.

Takemichi took the gun and carefully aimed at the prize.

'Just watch me, Hina!'

"Wow. He's so serious..." Hina sweatdropped, whispering to Y/n who had accompanied them.

"Yeah. Maybe he should relax a little." Y/n said.

'Tonight, I'm a sniper with perfect accuracy.' Takemichi thought.

"Prepare to forgive me, Hina." Takemichi said, aiming the gun.

"..."

"You missed again. Too bad." The attendant said after Takemichi's second shot.

'Aw, crap...'

"You can do it!" Hina slightly cheered.

'My last shot. Please let her forgive me!'

And he pulled the trigger.

"I hit it!" Takemichi said. "Yess!!"

"That was amazing!" Hina cheered.

"Um...Takemitchy. Hina." Y/n said, motioning to the attendant.

"Hold it. Didn't knock it over, so it doesn't count!" The attendant slammed his hand on a sign.

"What?! But I totally hit that thing!"

"Doesn't count."

"You got a magnet or something glued to the bottom, don't you?!"

"Hm? Doesn't count."

"Don't mess with me! I got something really important riding on this!"

"Mmm, still doesn't count."