Editing City Series:Volume7 Layer 4 (section)

===Record 102: You Won’t Teach Me===

'''01/02/1999

'''8:21

One busy morning at the shrine, you gave me an exasperated look.

“Wait, are you saying you’ve had a cold ever since Christmas?”

“It’s not my fault. Anyway, what are you plotting by calling me here today?”

“I don’t like that phrasing.”

You were wearing a coat and had your right hand against your hip while also holding White Fox Daitarou with it. Your left middle finger was pointed at my face.

“What’s the date? January 2, right? Have you visited the shrine yet? You haven’t, have you? Well?”

''Well, what?'' I thought while taking a look around.

Lots of women and children all dressed up in a way that practically screamed “kidnap me” were lined up in front of the main shrine building.

“So you wanted me to flush my money down the toilet?”

“It’s called making an offering. And there are benefits to it.”

“Are there, though?” I checked the menu hanging on a nearby plum tree. “The special prize costs 50 thousand? What a rip-off. Hm, this Super Effective Shrine Maiden Set and Kung Fu Punch Priest Pack are certainly attention grabbing, but what even are they?”

“Just ignore the weird rituals, okay? …You don’t want to do this, do you?”

“Of course I don’t,” I said, taking another look around. All the people looked nice so dressed up.

But when I looked at you, I found you wearing a coat and holding Daitarou. You had a lot of his fur on you.

“Why aren’t you dressed up? And then you bring your kid along and make me pay for him. Do you have a grudge against me?”

“Daitarou is not my child, idiot. Besides, what’s the point of dressing up for you?”

“Did you dress up for Senpai?”

“No, he doesn’t like going out during the day. And he says he likes to avoid priests.”

It sounded like a tough life, but I soon walked over to the stand selling fortunes and spoke to the old man there.

“One Ceylon tea with lemon.”

“Ho ho? First time here, sir? These fortunes are made with that sacred tree’s-”

I didn’t bother hearing him out before selecting one of the fortunes. It said…

“Great-”

“Great loss. Prepare for an interesting financial year. By, god.”

You peered over my shoulder and read it for me. Annoyed, I tasted a corner of the paper. Seeing that, Daitarou looked up from your arms, opened his mouth, and spoke quietly.

“Food.”

You looked down at him in surprise. That was the first time he had spoken as a white fox.

I shook my head, grabbed him, and shook him up and down.

“Food, food, food, food, food, food, food, food, food, food, food, food, food, fooooood!”

The bastard was nothing but endless hunger. Once I was out of breath, you laughed.

“Now you need to feed him. You can get a head start on your interesting financial year.”

'''Author Comment:

Daitarou’s first word.

You is incredibly lacking in sex appeal, but maybe because she’s always wearing her casual clothes around the protagonist.

This is just how it always is with them, I guess.

The guy running the stand is the same one as in the first layer.