Yamada Residence

5:43pm

Living room

Mirai: (frowns at the grammar book) Ne, ne, Yamada-kun. How do you read this one?

Ryosuke: Why are you asking me? You have your ‘tutor’, right?

Mirai: Mou~ Yamada-kun so rude!

Ryosuke: What rude? You’re bragging about having Kamiki-san as your tutor ne? Then why not ask him instead?

Mirai: (pouts) You know I’m still too shy to approach him.

Ryosuke: (sigh) If you’re always like that, nothing will happen in your relationship.

Mirai: (eyes wide) Eeeehh? (leans closer to Ryosuke) Really? You think so?

Ryosuke: (moves away) You’re spitting on me. (pushes Mirai’s face)

Mirai: (rubs face)

Ryosuke: (wipes his cheek) I just don’t think so, I’m plainly sure about it. (drinks orange juice)

Mirai: (eyes up) But awhile ago, do think he was flirting on me—

Ryosuke: (chokes in his juice)

Mirai: Awh!!! You’re spilling juice on me! (wipes herself)

Ryosuke: Are you for real?

Mirai: What? (shrugs)

Ryosuke: Flirting? (amused look) (drinks orange juice)

Mirai: (confused look) Wasn’t that flirting?

Ryosuke: (holds a mouthful of juice)

Mirai: (shield herself by her hands) Don’t spit that on me!

Ryosuke: (chokes on juice) (laughs)

Mirai: Aaaahhh!!! Yamada-kun! Stop spitting on me! That’s disgusting!

Ryosuke: (continues laughing) Are you actually hearing yourself? There’s no way a guy would like to flirt on you!

Mirai: (frowns and pouts) Sou desu ne!!! (opens a can of orange juice)

Ryosuke: Oi!!! (stands from sitting) Don’t you dare pour that on me!

Mirai: (stands from sitting) (evil laugh)

Ryosuke: Oi, Shida-san! That’s not funny.

Mirai: (walks closer on him) (grins)

Ryosuke: (steps backward) H-Hey! Stop that, I just washed! (runs around the house)

Mirai: (chases Ryosuke) I’ll marinate you with orange juice and grill you tomorrow! (trips)

BAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!

Ryosuke: (stops and look back) Oi, Shida-san! (runs on her)

Mirai: (face down)

Ryosuke: (helps Mirai get up) Daijoubu ka?

Mirai: Itai~ My face hurts. (rubs her cheek)

Ryosuke: (looks at her worriedly)

Mirai: (shows her right cheek) Any bruises?

Ryosuke: (shakes his head)

Mirai: (sees the juice can on the floor) Uhh!!! There’s spillage on the floor.

Ryosuke: (stands the tumbled can)

Mirai: (pouts)

Ryosuke: (scoops some of the juice by his hand and wipe it on his own face)

Mirai: What are you doing?

Ryosuke: How’s that?

Mirai: (smiles at him) Baka. (touches the spilled juice on the floor, rubs her hands together and massages Ryosuke’s face)

Ryosuke: (purse his lips and narrow his eyes) Uuuhhhg!

Mirai: (laughs) You’re cheeks are soaked! (points at him)

Ryosuke: (looks at Mirai before laughing with her)

Meanwhile...

Nakajima Residence

Yuto’s room

Yuto: (solving Science equations) Then step 5 is... (sees the envelope on the side of his eyes) (sigh) Step 5 is...(phone rings) (grabs phone) Suzu— (turn off the phone) Need to find the equivalent of ... (phone rings again) (answer phone) What?!

Suzuka: (on the other line) Need to talk to you.

Yuto: There’s no need, Suzu.

Suzuka: Need to talk!

Yuto: Fine! I’m sorry! (sigh) I’m sorry I raised my voice on you. It’s just that...

Suzuka: Let’s talk.

Yuto: Aren’t we already talking?

Suzuka: I’m outside your house.

Yuto: (runs on the window) (sees Suzuka outside)

Suzuka: (looks at him) And don’t you dare release your K9 dogs to drive me away.

Yuto: (face relaxes) How can I do that? I c