The Delinquent Shimizu-san Sitting Next to Me Has Dyed Her Hair Black-Chapter 6Volume 2 .1 - Shimizu-san and Shopping
Shimizu-san and Shopping 1
“It’s our first outing since becoming the new Astronomy Club!”
“You call it an outing, but we’re just here to go shopping, you know?”
On the Saturday before our next day’s stargazing, the five of us in the Astronomy Club visited a large supermarket.
“But in fact, we haven’t done any activities outside of school since we became a five-member club. So it’s exciting!”
“Being excited is fine, but don’t bother the other customers.”
“Of course!”
“Alright then… let’s reconfirm our objective. The reason we’re at the supermarket today is to make sure we have enough food for dinner tomorrow.”
“I’ve thought this before when you mentioned it, but why not just gather after dinner?”
That’s something I’d been wondering too.
Since we can’t stargaze until the sun goes down, it seems like it’d be better to meet up at night.
“There are other things I want to do besides stargazing. That’s why I want everyone to gather by noon.”
“What do you want to do?”
“That’ll be a surprise for when we gather!”
“By the way, I haven’t been told either.”
“Me neither.”
“So, really, no one knows except Ai?”
Is this really okay? I can’t say I’m without concerns. But then again, Ai-san probably wouldn’t do anything bad.
“Anyway, if we’re starting activities from noon, I’d like to have dinner before we start stargazing. I thought it’d be fine to eat at a restaurant near the school, but it seems Ai has something else in mind…”
“Another one of your ideas again, huh…”
“Since we’re all gathering on our day off, don’t you want to do something fun?”
“I know. I’ve been asked to help with various things. But it doesn’t seem like something that needs to be kept secret though…”
“No, I want you to look forward to it on the day itself, so let’s keep it a secret.”
It seems that Ai-san wants to keep tomorrow’s dinner’s details a secret.
Although, it feels like we might be able to guess just from the ingredients we’re buying today.
“So, for that reason, please wait until tomorrow for the dinner menu announcement.”
“Alright.”
“I’d like to start shopping right away, but it’s inefficient for all five of us to walk around together and we might get in the way of other customers. So, I’m thinking of splitting into two groups for today’s shopping.”
“Sounds good, but how will we divide?”
“How about by grade? Third-years and second-years?”
Ai-san answered Shimizu-san’s question.
“That works for me.”
“I’m good too.”
“I’m fine with it too.”
“How about you, Kei?”
“…That’s fine with me.”
“Then it’s settled!”
And so, we decided to split into two groups for shopping.
“I looked at the note she gave us, and isn’t it just snacks and drinks listed?!”
“Hahaha…”
“What about Dorayaki? Did she write dorayaki?”
“It’s there… it’s written…”
“As expected of Ai-senpai. She understands the demand.”
“That’s a very specific demand.”
“I can’t stand it. I’ll go ahead and secure some dorayaki.”
“Hey, wait! Not everyone is as obsessed with dorayaki as you are!”
Ignoring Shimizu-san’s words, Seto-san left us behind.
“What’s with Seto’s obsession with dorayaki…”
“Well, it’s good to have something you love, I guess?”
“There’s a limit to everything.”
“Should we go after her?”
“Maybe we should. She’s probably at the Japanese confectionery section.”
With that, Shimizu-san and I headed towards the Japanese confectionery section.
“It’s bigger than I thought.”
“Yeah.”
A few minutes after Seto-san split from us, we still hadn’t found her.
When we arrived at the Japanese confectionery section, Seto-san was nowhere to be found.
“That dorayaki monster has completely gone off the radar.”
“I think she’ll be okay, but I’ll let Ai-san and the others know just in case.”
I took out my smartphone and reported to Ai-san that Seto-san was missing.
“Now that we’ve informed them, shall we continue shopping and look for Seto-san?”
“…she’s acting weirdly considerate.”
“Weirdly considerate?”
I wonder what she meant by that.
“I’m just talking to myself. She’ll probably be back soon. Let’s go.”
“Okay…huh?”
As I was about to follow Shimizu-san, I noticed someone looking out of place.
“What’s wrong, Hondō?”
“Just wait a moment.”
I approached a young girl at the Japanese confectionery section.
The small girl looked around anxiously, which caught my attention.
I crouched down to meet her gaze.
“Can I have a moment?”
“…ah? Ye-yes.”
It seemed the girl was surprised, probably not expecting me to approach her.
“My name is Daiki Hondō. Where are your parents?”
“…They’re gone. My mom went somewhere…”
The girl looked as if she was on the verge of tears. I had to reassure her quickly.
“It’s okay. I’ll help you find your mom.”
“Really?”
“Yes, so don’t worry.”
“…Okay.”
It seemed I managed to calm her down.
“How are we going to find her parents?”
“Shimizu-san, were you listening?”
“Well, yeah. I couldn’t just continue shopping on my own, right? Let’s find this kid’s mother quickly… Why are you looking at me like that?”
Apparently, what I was thinking was reflected in my expression.
“Thank you. Shimizu-san really is kind.”
“I don’t want to be called kind by someone who sticks their nose into other people’s business. Let’s just find her mom quickly.”
“Ne, Daiki, who is this scary person?”
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The girl pointed at Shimizu-san, seemingly wanting to know who she was.
“She’s not scary. This is Kei Shimizu. She’s a kind person, so you don’t have to worry.”
“…okay.”
“Then let’s go find your mom.”
“Yes!”
Shimizu-san and I changed our initial objective and decided to search the supermarket to find the little girl’s mother.
After some time searching, we couldn’t find the girl’s mother and there wasn’t any significant progress.
The only thing we discovered was that the girl’s name was Sakki-chan.
“I wonder where she is… Sakki-chan’s mother.”
“There’s no way to predict that. That’s why we’re checking everywhere.”
“That’s true…”
Currently, Shimizu-san and I were walking with Sakki-chan in between us.
Fortunately, Sakki-chan was in a good mood and was following us with a smile.
“This…”
“It can’t be helped, I guess.”
Today, both Shimizu-san and I had come to the supermarket in casual clothes.
Because of that, we seemed to be mistaken for a young family, receiving warm glances from the adults around.
“Do young people these days have baby faces? That father and mother only look like high school students.”
“Yes, that’s right. That family looks so cute, I’m envious.”
We could hear the murmurs around us.
Shimizu-san and I are real high school students, but we couldn’t explain that to everyone around us.
