travel?”
“Yes—exactly.”
“Well, I don’t really mind, but why me? What are we going to do?”
“I’m sure that… you’ll find out when you get there… probably.”
What’s that supposed to mean?
I must have shown traces of suspicion on my face. Asahina frantically waved her hands around with tears in her eyes as she begged me.
“I beg you! Please just say, ‘Yes,’ without asking anything for now. Or else I’ll… well, be in big trouble.”
“Uh. Okay then, I guess.”
“Really? Thank you so much!”
Asahina happily jumped up and down as she clutched my hand. I mean, if Asahina is happy, so am I. Ha. Ha. Ha.
Thinking back, Asahina’s confession that she had “come from the future” had, quite frankly, been based solely on her own word. The appearance of the other Asahina who looked all grown up had made me a believer, but I couldn’t be positive that it wasn’t some kind of trick. In that case, isn’t this a perfect chance to see some proof to support the theory that Asahina is a time traveler?
“So, where’s the time machine?”
I was expecting something along the lines of climbing into a desk drawer, but she told me that no such gimmick was involved. So how are we going to travel through time? Asahina fidgeted with her fingers in front of her apron.
“We’ll go from here.”
Huh? Here? I looked around the lifeless club room for no real reason. The two of us were alone.
“Yes, please sit down in the chair. Could you close your eyes? Yes, relax your shoulders.”
I obediently followed her instructions. She wasn’t going to whack me in the back of the head, right?
“Kyon…”
I could hear Asahina’s hushed voice in my ear as she stood behind me. She breathed softly.
“I’m sorry.”
I got a bad feeling and opened my eyes, which was when everything suddenly went dark. I experienced an overwhelming dizziness as I lost consciousness. As I completely blacked out, I thought for a second that maybe I should have refused.
When I regained consciousness, my vision was rotated ninety degrees. Things that should have been vertical were horizontal like the streetlight sticking from the left to the right, which made me realize that, yes, I was lying down. I soon discovered that the left side of my head felt especially warm.
“Ah, are you awake?”
The voice of an angel fully brought me out of my daze. What’s that squirming under my left ear?
“Um… Could you lift your head soon or I’m going to be…”Asahina said in a strained voice. I sat up and checked my surroundings.
I was sitting on a bench in the park at night.
I am at a loss for words. It would appear that I had been sleeping with my head in Asahina’s lap. And since I had been asleep, I had no memory of the experience. What a waste.
“My legs are almost numb.”
Asahina shyly smiled down at me. I have no idea where she’d gotten changed but she was wearing the North High sailor uniform instead of her maid outfit. I suppose that she’d had enough time to get changed since it appeared to be late in the evening. How long had I been asleep? And yeah, why was I asleep anyway?
“I didn’t want to let you know how we time travel. Um, since it’s classified… Are you mad?”
No way. Absolutely not. If Haruhi had been the one responsible, I would have punched her in the face, but since it was Asahina, I was totally fine with it.
In any case, one second I was sitting in a chair in the club room with my eyes closed, and the next thing I knew, I was in the park in the dead of night. And this park happened to hold a number of memories for me. This was the park where Nagato wanted me to come that one time. Was this like a mecca for weirdoes?
I scratched my head. There was something I needed to ask about first.
“What’s the current date and time?”
Asahina, sitting next to me on the bench, replied, “July seventh, three years before the day we set off from. Around nine PM I think.”
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