Star Ball

Takumi Akazawa treaded the ground with a swing of tired steps. His defenses were getting wobbly, hoping to get home soon so his body would fall down soon. But the journey does not seem to have ended.

It started with sleeping in class, coincided with the time when the teacher was strict who hated lazy students. As a result, he was kicked out of the classroom, changed to the backyard of the school to pull the grass thoroughly.

His sentence had just ended after dusk, until his body felt immeasurably tired. Takumi mumbled a promise in his heart, not going to look for any more trouble with teachers who like to torture their own students.

The sun goes down, back to the contest. Takumi walked down a deserted street with a forest backdrop. Under the moonlight, accompanied by the twinkling of scattered stars and the night wind that blows slowly. The sound of rustling leaves becomes a natural melody that he ignores.

Until the sound of a girl's cry floated slowly in the dark night.

Takumi paused, looking in any direction. His fur stood on end with a feeling of dread coming over him. Even though Takumi denies the forest where ghosts live, the goosebumps are hard to erase.

With all his courage, Takumi approached the origin of the sob. Hiding behind a bush with a beating heart. Examine further the object that has been served.

Takumi was transfixed in a few minutes. Finding a beautiful girl like an angel descending from the sky was crying squeaky.

Takumi stepped out of hiding. Approach the woman with a brain filled with questions. A flash of thought also popped up, what if this girl was a victim of a crime? Or maybe even stealth?

"Hey! Are you okay? What are you doing all night alone in the woods, huh?" asked Takumi with a worried expression, his eyes looking around warily.

The girl looked up, revealing a beautiful face with puffy eyes. "Please... I'm lost."

"What?"

Takumi's frown was imprinted, all his guesses had been completely wrong.

"Let me take you home. Where is your house?" he asked sympathetically.

The girl shook her head weakly as she ducked, fiddling with her slender fingers.

"I... I don't know."

Again, Takumi froze. That answer managed to blow the idea of ​​helping into a dead end. Could it be that this girl had just been in a difficult situation that left her in a daze?

He took one last look at his surroundings. There is only darkness and silence.

There is no other way.

"Okay! For a while you can stay at my house," Takumi decided to give a solution.

"Is that true?"

"Hmm."

He nodded reassuringly.

Takumi saw the girl's face smiling brightly, but soon her smile immediately faded. She had an angry and sad expression on her face.

"But I sprained my leg. Can't stand let alone walk," she squeaked.

Snorting a little, Takumi quickly crouched down to give his sturdy back. "Come on up quickly!"

"Get on your back? There's no need! It'll be a hassle for you," she refused, embarrassed.

"Tsk, don't talk too much! Get up or I'll stay here. Alone!" the threat is serious.

Finally the girl complied. Hugging Takumi's body from behind, then they walked through the darkness. Only hit by silence and the dim moon as a light of illumination.

Without anyone knowing, there seems to be a racing pulse hidden in silence.

"By the way ... I'm Takumi Akazawa. What's your name?" he asked breaking the silence.

"Ah, my name is Sakurako." The girl carved a small, awkward smile.

"You really don't have a home or family to call?" Takumi asked again, a little urgently.

Sakurako shook her head weakly, "I don't know, all I remember is my name is Sakurako."

After that, it was quiet again. Lost in each other's thoughts. Takumi thought maybe Sakurako had an incident that made her lose her memory. Let him think of a solution for this girl later.

Sakurako accidentally felt something. Apparently it was profuse sweating and a loud gasping for breath. The longer Takumi's steps slowed down. Sakurako started to worry about Takumi's condition bearing the heavy weight.

"Akazawa-san, are you okay?"

There was no answer, only the sound of heavy breathing.

"Akazawa-san?" Sakurako repeated again, her anxiety increasing. "Put me down now, Akazawa-san!"

"Shut up! It'll be here in a minute."

"But--"

Sakurako's words were cut off, Takumi walked staggered with Sakurako's position still being carried. Entering a simple house where there is no warm welcome from the family.

Takumi was quite relieved to know that his sister had gone out of town. In this way, he will not be faced with the difficulty of finding answers for bringing a woman into the house.

"So this is your house?" Sakurako asked as soon as she was lowered onto the sofa.

"No. My neighbor's house," he retorted exasperatedly.

"Eh, really? Then why are we here? Where is your house, Akazawa-san? Are you staying at your neighbor's house?"

Takumi rolled his eyes. How could he meet an innocent girl who now likes to chatter.

The young man immediately got up after the fatigue he felt had disappeared a little. Take something, then come back with a white box.

"Put your feet up!"

"What for?" Sakurako looked at him suspiciously.

"All right, just do it!"

Sakurako gave her both legs, immediately Takumi rubbed massage oil on the sprained leg. A slight blush spread across his face as Takumi gently massaged the girl's legs. Several times the girl complained, until her leg was completely healed.

"After this, clean yourself up!"

Takumi threw his white shirt which was too small to Sakurako, then he went to clean himself too.

***

Not long after taking a shower, Takumi came out with a towel hanging around his neck. Drops of water still flowed through his jet black mane.

Inadvertently his sense of smell caught a fragrant aroma from the kitchen. As soon as he saw it, it was Sakurako who was busy serving food on the table.

"You cook?"