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[h3][b][color=FFDB58]April 25, 2025[/color][/b][/h3]

It took Hoshiko five times to fully comprehend the sign plastered on the softball club's locker room door. 'MEETING CANCELLED DUE TO RAIN [s](And because of the video)[/s]'. It wasn't that she couldn't read or didn't know what the words meant, but she didn't understand why a little rain would cancel a meeting. In America they played baseball unless lightning was striking everywhere! And this was just a little shower. It was nothing! And what was this about a video? Is that what people were watching during lunch? She had assumed it was some new idol thing or celebrity scandal or something else she didn't care about but no celebrity scandal would cancel sports. People in Tokyo got into scandals all the time! Hoshiko kicked the locked door of the softball club and shoved her hands into the pockets of her jacket, but not before adjusting her [url=https://i.imgur.com/KLllRAs.jpg]cap of the day[/url] which was serving her well in the rain. Despite her aunt saying as much this morning, Hoshiko didn't have an umbrella nor did she have anyone to share with. A little rain never hurt anybody. She assumed. 

Kicking the door was like flipping a switch for the first year. Yes, she was upset, but she was now over it and could find a new use for her time. On a day like today, going to the batting cages would be an exercise in frustration and she promised her aunt that she wouldn't have burgers every day after school (she was going to break that promise) and she didn't have anyone to go to karaoke with or go shopping with or go to a movie or anything - and though she had homework to do there was no way she was going to spend her time doing homework of all things. That really only left one option and with the rain dripping down on her hat, hands in her pockets, and nimbly avoiding puddles and having her shoulder bumped by people hurrying to get out of the rain, Hoshiko arrived. 

[h3][b][color=FFDB58]April 25, 2025[/color][/b][/h3]
[b][color=FFDB58]Fujihama Game Centre[/color][/b]

Hoshiko liked the game center well enough as far as local establishments went even if she sometimes felt like a delinquent for spending time there when she could've been studying. Her aunt didn't let her have a game console at home so this was really her only option. Plenty of students spent time here and Hoshiko was just another uniform amongst the people engaged in their game of choice. For Hoshiko, that meant one of the games where she could beat on the drum with a stick and anime music played. Fortunately, they were open which meant the coins rattling in her pocket were inserted and she took the sticks in hand and selected her [url=https://youtu.be/YOBJ7DLt150?t=10]song of choice[/url]. 

She might not have gotten a high score, but her smile was wide as can be as she hit the drum completely off-rhythm without a care in the world.[/center]