“Yu~! Let’s take a break!” Chika chirped, popping into the club room like a sunbeam.
Chika tilted her head, then grinned. “Okay! Then I’ll go get us snacks. You stay here and frown at the numbers.”
Twenty minutes passed. Then thirty. Yu started to worry. Just as she reached for her phone, the door burst open.
One rainy Tuesday, her friend and fellow idol club member, Yu Takasaki, was stressing over a club budget proposal. The numbers wouldn’t add up, and the deadline was in two hours.
“Sorry I’m late!” she said, not looking sorry at all. “I took a detour.”
“I can’t, Chika. If I don’t fix this, we can’t order new costumes.”
“Mhm! I saw a little girl crying outside the文具店 (stationery store). She dropped her 100-yen coin down a drain. So I helped her fish it out with a gum wrapper and a stick.” Chika beamed. “Took a while, but her smile was worth it.”