200 THE LUCKY TYPHOON

THE LUCKY TYPHOON

This is the promised day.

No, it's not what you think. This is not the day where we exchange our wedding vows to each other. Rikkun and I are still a senior high school couple, and it's too inappropriate to think like that! (Although I really really really want to marry him since I've been waiting for this day for a million years).

Rikkun and I had a promise. We said to ourselves that we will see the fireworks at the Dradecim Festival again after all the problems have been solved. Technically, all of the problems have been solved except in matters of the twelve God Cores. We still have about four months left, and that's plenty of time to find the last one.

That is why we ought to enjoy the event in full extent.

But no.