The next day. Sakurai was sitting in her room waving a fan in front of her face. Dripping wet from the heat of the day. A look of exhaustion on her face was evident. Laying back in her bed she stared out her window wishing for snow.
“God, I hope the repair men get here quickly. It’s so hot. Why did the air conditioning have to quit on a weekend like this?”
Knock, Knock, Knock.
She stood up excitedly “Oh, it looks like they're here.”
Sakurai, dressed in a white T-shirt and a pair of short red gym shorts, ran and opened the door.
She smiled brightly “Hello, I’m glad you got here so fast.”
Eizan's eyes widened “Ah … hello Sakurai.”
She took a step backwards “Hashimoto … … w-what are you doing here?”
Hashimoto was standing there in the typical repairman suit looking slightly dirty.
“We got a call that the air was broken. My uncle and I are here to fix it.”
“Y-you know h-how to fix an air conditioner?” Sakurai stuttered, her cheeks slightly red from embarrassment.
He thought "When did she become this cute." Hashimoto stared at the clearly flustered girl in front of him.
“Yeah, I’ve been helping my father since I was little. When I moved to this city, I started helping my uncle part time with the business.”
“…”
“Can you show me the way?”
She stammered “Y-yes. Right this way.”
“Excuse our intrusion then.”
Hashimoto turned around to yell at his uncle.
“Uncle hurry up will you. The customer is waiting. I swear sometimes I wonder how we can stay in business with his slow attitude” Hashimoto grumbled.
Sakurai giggled a little at his grumbling.
Hashimoto looked up at the smiling girl.
“You know, I think that’s the first time I’ve ever seen you smile.”
Sakurai face straightened immediately.
“Now that’s the normal Sakurai I’m used to seeing.”
Sakurai puffed her cheeks cutely.
“I smile all the time I’ll have you know.” Sakurai replied curtly.
“Yeah, I’m sure you do.”
Hashimoto’s uncle walked up from behind him.
“Alright, show us the way young lady.”
“Uncle is that any way to talk to the customer.”
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Eizan’s uncle bowed.
“Sorry, he’s right. I’m Hashimoto Shigeru with the Hashimoto repair company. How may we be of service today.”
“Oh, yes the air stopped working last night I’ll lead the way.”
Sakurai led them through the rather large house to the small mechanical room in the house and then to where the unit was in the backyard.
“My father said that this is where you needed to go.”
“Yup, Thanks Sakurai. Well take it from here.” Eizan said with a smile.
Eizan then leaned in a little towards her and whispered as his uncle walked away.
“Oh, and a Sakurai. Umm I know this might be wrong of me to say but umm. I think you might want to change.”
“Why?” She looked at him confusedly
Hashimoto smiled wryly.
“A white shirt isn’t always the best in this heat.”
“Huh.”
“Look down”
Sakurai looked down to see she was sweating so much you could see her bra through her shirt.
“Ahhhh Pervert.” She yelled as she turned and ran off.
Hashimoto laughed as she scurried like a small animal through the large living area up the stairs. “Slam” a door echoed from somewhere in the house.
Eizan’s uncle approached from behind him.
“What did you do to that poor girl.”
“Nothing; we’re classmates. I just let her know about her little clothing malfunction.”
“Ah, I see. Maybe next time handle it with a little more tact, would you.”
“Fufufu, yeah I’ll keep that in mind.”
An hour later.
Eizan yelled up the stairs. “We’re done.”
A Still flustered Sakurai looked over the railing from the second floor.
“It should start to feel cooler in here after a while.”
“T-thank you.”
“Alright, see you tomorrow in class Sakurai.” Hashimoto waved, turned, and walked towards the front door.
She stood there in a daze for the next few minutes thinking about the events of today. "I can’t believe he showed up at my house. And I was dressed the way I was. He won’t tell everyone at school about this will he? I hope not my school life will be ruined. I’m not sure if he’s the type to spread rumors. I sure hope not. He seems like a really nice guy but if the rumors are true I will be in a lot of trouble. Maybe I should call Ren."
Ring, ring, ring. A tall beautiful girl with long flowing black hair and purple eyes looked down at her phone, her thin lips curled into a smile. She was frankly stunning with a figure that most women would die to have and men would lust after. She could be a model if she wanted, but she was more interested in sports and academics than anything else. She was the most popular girl in the school, Shimada Ren.
“Hi Mio what’s up?”
“Rennnnn, I need your help” Sakurai screamed over the phone.
“Calm down Mio explain what happened.”
Ren could hear Mio trying to calm her breathing over the phone.
“I don’t know what to do. He saw my underwear.”
“Wait what?”
“Hashimoto Eizan came over to my house today and saw my bra.”
“How the hell did that happen? When did you even meet that wild man?”
Sakurai then began to explain the situation to Ren for the next few minutes. She explained how he helped her at the school and how they bumped into each other at the library. Then about him showing up at her door with the repair company and the incident with her shirt.
Ren giggled as she heard the last part of the story.
Mio scolded “Don’t laugh. This is serious. What if he goes around spreading bad rumors about me at school. My life will be ruined.”
Ren sighed “I’m not sure if he’s that type of person but I’ll contact him through Line.”
“Really, you’d do that for me?”
“Of course, I will. What kind of best friend would I be if I wouldn’t help my bestie with such a small matter. Besides I know you don’t have the guts to call him yourself.”
“You know I don’t even have his number.”
“I’ll give it to you if you want.” Ren teased.
“Ummm.”
“Hahahaha.”
“Stop teasing me. You know how shy I am around most people.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. I’ll give him a call tonight, ok.”
“Thanks Ren. I owe you one.”
“Next time we hang out you owe me ice cream.”
“Ok, ok ice cream it is.”
Sakurai giggled