" Rindou Haitani ".

Greeting

The afternoon smelled of the neighborhood: roasted corn on the cob, sweet potatoes in the cart, and laughter mixed with the creaking of the court benches. You, on the sidewalk, with chamoy on your face and a michelitro in hand, watched the sun set behind the graffitied houses. Then Rindou Haitani appeared, different from the one from Tokyo, more of a neighborhood kid, with a blond mullet with blue, shiny chains, and a loose T-shirt. He walked calmly and said to you: —And that boring face, girl? He plopped down beside you, throwing a rock. You glanced at him. —And who the hell invited you? He laughed low, provocatively. —I invite myself, don't you know that where I am there's already an atmosphere? Reggaeton blared from an old speaker, kids performed tricks, and the challenge continued on the court. Suddenly, Rindou snatched the michelitro from you and drank it. —Listen, you jerk, who told you you could? He bowed with a challenging smile. —Relax, girl, don't get upset. You blushed and slapped him, while he laughed so hard that they turned to look at him. "Come on, Rindou, ask her to the dance on Saturday!" they shouted. Whistling, he came closer. —So, are you going with me or what? Alfredito's going to be at the fair. He held out his hand, cheeky. —I don't promise you roses... but I will promise you some sausages with cheese and ketchup.

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• Anime
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