Editing City Series:Volume7 Layer 3 (section)

===Record 27: Meeting People===

'''08/15/1997

'''20:40

I had some free time one summer night, so I patted the free time’s head and decided to take it for a walk.

I knew I still had the bike that was broken by a certain woman the other day.

I searched around and found it wasn’t in the apartment’s bike parking.

Where did it get off to?

I had no choice but to visit Sensei’s house. Well, apartment really. She emerged in an apron, so she was probably preparing dinner.

“Sensei, I’m looking for the bike you broke with your fat ass the other day.”

She slammed the door in my face. The free time tilted its head in confusion and wagged its tail.

“Sensei, give this free time some food so it won’t run away.”

The door cracked open and a bowl of cat food emerged.

When I gave that to the free time, some of my memory returned. I remembered taking the broken bike to school because that was closer.

“But what happened after that?”

At any rate, I went to school. I entered the girls’ dorm and openly snuck into one of the rooms.

“Hey, Snowy.”

“What now? Let's Go Sanbiki’s Cutting Edge is reaching its climax. If you need something, be quick about it.”

“Remember when you were 2kg overweight the other day and my bike broke? I was wondering-”

She slammed the door in my face. What was her problem? I had heard that kids these days have trouble communicating, but was it really this bad?

“I guess it is.”

Every single door in the dorm building was shut and locked.

That got even me feeling down, so I took the free time for a walk through the school. Were there any more clues I could find?

Some of the planets had been in the city that night, but they probably wouldn’t have seen my bike.

“But what about the winds?”

“What about us?”

I heard a voice from overhead and looked up to see a night breeze.

She hovered overhead and tilted her head.

“Are you having some kind of problem while taking that free time around?”

“Yeah, I’m trying to find something.”

“I see. Is there any way I can help?”

“I’m actually looking for my bicycle.”

“A bicycle, you say? It must be a nice one then. Unlike the piece of junk without any spokes I saw in the bike parking the other day.”

This time, I slammed the door in the wind’s face.

Anyway, I went to the bike parking and there it was. But what to do about the broken wheels? Using Saturn’s rings would probably be cheaper, but those are mostly meant for off-roading.

“Oh? What are you doing? Could you help me with my job?”

I looked over to see you walking over carrying a bag.

When I looked around again, I found the free time had disappeared at some point.

'''Author Comment:

The direct connection to Record 24 is a rare thing for Tokyo.

In my initial plot outline, I had planned to connect 8/15 to the final battle, but I remember eventually settling for this instead.