She forgets something at Leblanc

“Ahhhh~”

Futaba exhaled as she got out of the shower. It had been particularly relaxing for some reason, and enjoyed it.

She grabbed a towel and dried herself off as her mind wandered. She often did this, daydreaming as she did tasks she did often. Muscle memory stuff.

This wasn’t anything special at first. Her mind wandered from thing to thing, but it eventually reached a point where she actually stopped drying herself off. Her mind wandered to Leblanc, and the time she spent there with Akira yesterday, talking about some manga and games, as usual.

Then, she remembered with a jolt that she had left a game there. A very expensive one at that! One that someone could easily steal!

With that in mind, she quickly dropped the towel on the floor and burst out of the bathroom, completely forgetting her state of dress.

She rushed out the door, locking the door behind her, once again on muscle memory, as her mind was focused on nothing but the game, and sprinted down the street a bit before she stopped.

Why did she feel the ground so much under her feet? Why did she feel cold?

Then it struck her. She slowly looked down, and tried to suppress as scream as she realized her mistake. She quickly ran back to the house, and started to furiously pull at the doorknob. It was locked, of course, so she pounded on the door despite no one else being inside.

Realizing that would just get unwanted attention, she stopped and turned, pressing herself against the door in fear.

This was her worst nightmare. And it really was all her fault for forgetting the game and freaking out.

She tried hard to think of something, anything she could do to fix this.