8 Chapter 008: Storm

Sato-San was sitting at his desk working on his main story when suddenly the power went out and he was left with nothing but the light from his laptop.

"Ah. Power's out…That's right, there was meant to be a storm tonight."

He looked at the clock on his laptop and saw that it was 9PM.

"Dad won't be home until morning…Guess I should go check on Kokoro."

He stood up and used his phone as his flashlight. He stood in front of his sister's bedroom door, he knocked and walked in.

"Hey are you al-"

Kokoro was standing in her room with nothing but her underwear on. Sato-San quickly closed the door. She began hitting the door while yelling at Sato-San.

"Sato-San! Don't close the door! I'm sure you actually wanted to see me like this!"

"No! Why would I want to see my sister with no clothes on?!"

"Because you actually secretly love me?"

"No! You're the one with the complex, I'm normal!"

"Ehhh??? You really don't want to see anything? I'm a girl you know…"

"Like that would matter! You're my sister! I don't think like that!"

She stopped banging on the door and footsteps could be heard walking away from the door.

"Are you putting something on?"

"Yeah….Unfortunately…"

"Unfortunately? What was your intent with doing this?"

"…Secret."

"Okay…Whatever you were trying wouldn't have worked anyway, I'm going back to my room."

"Ah! Wait!"

"What now?"

She opened the door and was now wearing a shirt with shorts.

"What is it?"

"…"

She shrugged her shoulders.

"I'm leaving now."

"Wait!"

She ended up tackling Sato-San and they fell down the stairs. When he pushed himself up he could feel his hand was on something soft and squishy.

"Sato-San?"

"Huh? What's wrong, you hurt?"

"N-No…"

He finally made the realization, he had his hand on her chest. He quickly pulled away and went to grab his phone but saw that it was now broken.

"You enjoyed that didn't you?"

"Whatever do you mean?"

She tried to make it seem like she didn't know what he was talking about.

"Haaah…Can I go to my room now?"

"You can't use your phone as a flashlight, you should probably go grab one."

"I'll be fine."

He began to walk up the stairs and then fell back down. He stood back up and grabbed a flashlight from the kitchen cutting his hand in the process. He then once again walked up the stairs and went into his room.

"I guess I'll need to get a new phone if I can't get this fixed…"

He sat down and once again began writing his most recent work.

'I can't get the feeling out of my head…'

He sat there in agony while trying his hardest to forget what he had just felt moments ago.

'Why is this counter going up, how much more will it go up?'

He tried to ignore it but it just stuck too much with him.

"I'm going to bed. Maybe that'll make me forget…."