Maki
With Halloween approaching, the cosclub of Harukaze High was astir. Making costumes for Halloween was their time to shine. It was a grand occasion perfectly situated between their big summer and winter events.
“I wish I’d already decided on a costume like you, Aika-san,” the club president said with a sigh.
“Huh?” Maki asked, surprised.
“You and Yurika-chan are going to be magical girls, right?”
“Oh, right,” Maki replied noncommittally with a grin. She could laugh about it now, but she and Yurika had been forced to pose as cosplayers in the past. And to this day, the rest of the cosclub still believed they were big fans of magical girls.
“You even have a kitten this year, don’t you?” the president asked Maki. “You’ve got everything.”
“You need to come up with something for yourself too,” Maki reminded her. “It’s almost October already.”
Yurika was absent from the club meeting because of her part-time job, but the rest of the cosclub was busy working away on their Halloween costumes. Except for the president, that is. She was still struggling to decide on a costume.
“What do you think would suit me, Aika-san?” she asked.
“Let’s see... You’re on the shorter side, so I think you should go for something cute,” Maki replied.
“If only I were as tall as the former club president, I could do all kinds of costumes... But my options are kinda limited.” The new club president longed to dress up elegantly, but her stature made cuter styles and costumes a better fit. That discrepancy was what had made deciding on an outfit so hard.
“I’m actually jealous of your height,” said Maki, who was on the tall side herself.
“Well, duh! It’s totally different when you have a boyfriend!” the president shouted.
“Th-That’s not what I...” Maki blushed. Deny it though she might, the president was right. Maki’s desire to be seen as cute was because of Koutarou.
“Come on, Aika-san. Just admit you have a boyfriend.”
“Kyah, don’t tickle me there!”
“Is this your weak spot?! Coochie coo!”
“Ahahaha, okay, okay! I’ll tell you everything!”
Maki ultimately caved to the president’s forceful negotiation and dished on Koutarou. The ears of the other members perked up, and they surrounded the two girls, keen to hear more. Work on costumes was completely paused for the time being. Everyone’s heads were now filled with thoughts of romance. After all, they were teenage girls.
“So, how far have you gone with Satomi-san?” one member asked.
“U-Um... Only holding hands,” a slightly overwhelmed Maki answered.
“What about kissing? Have you kissed yet?!”
“O-Only on the cheek, really... But Satomi-kun said we need things to be clear.”
“Whoooooaaa, the will-they-or-won’t-they is the best part!”
“I’m so jealous! I want to experience that for myself!”
“That’s a load of crap! Just make him yours already!”
“You’ve all got it wrong! We cosplayers should have nothing to do with this excruciating real-life romance!”
After hearing what Maki said, the cosclub girls began arguing about love. But as they were all young and influenced by various ideas and fantasies of romance, it was a very lively and interesting conversation. Some of the girls disagreed on points, making for an animated debate between them.
“Goodness... Heehee.”
In the end, the cosclub forgot all about cosplay. But Maki didn’t mind. This, too, was part of the everyday life she’d fought so hard for—the light that had drawn her out of the darkness. She simply watched on with a smile.
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