Riko wasn't kidding, that piano recital was so moving! Gosh, I wish I was back at school to play the piano there...
I should ask her more about her teacher the next time I see her alone.
In other news, look at this sunset!
It's so beautiful, the sky and the sea are orange. I should take a picture! Where's my phone?
It's almost like it'll rain oranges or something, the sea is just bathed in the orange glow.
I feel like I can really relax here, although today was quite eventful.
Hm? Something just touched my show just now. Maybe I just kicked a rock or something.
Wait, this isn't a rock. It's a mikan orange. What's this doing here?
D-Don't tell me that it's actually going to rain oranges?!
CHIKA: "AAAAHHHHH!!!"
Wait, this isn't rain... It's a stampede of Mikan!
CHIKA: "My mikan! No, come back!"
AKI: "Ch-Chika?! What's going on? Are all these mikan oranges yours?!"
CHIKA: "Oh Aki, perfect timing! Can you help me pick up these mikan? Sorry, but I'll explain later!"
AKI: "Oh, uh... Okay?"
CHIKA: "Put them in this cardboard box please!"
AKI: "Sure thing, this is a lot of mikan, though. They sure can roll, too."
CHIKA: "They're all over the road. I'm glad no cars are going by."
AKI: "Hm? I think I can hear a truck coming!"
CHIKA: "N-No! We have to hurry!"
AKI: "W-Wait, do we really need to- OH SH-! HURRY!"
Getting isekai'd is not on my TO DO list today!
CHIKA: *Huff* *Gasp* "We did it."
AKI: "We really did it... We didn't miss any, did we?"
CHIKA: "We got out by the skin of our teeth when that truck came. I'm glad we didn't have to see the horrible massacre of so many mikan."
The mikan aren't the only things that could have became pancakes.
AKI: "That was nearly the end for all of your mikan, huh?"
CHIKA: "Thanks so much for helping me! Sorry I rushed you into it. Were you on your way somewhere?"
AKI: "Your welcome. I was actually on my way back to the Inn. Don't worry about it."
CHIKA: "That's a relief."
AKI: "Anyways, what's with all the mikan? Using them at the ryokan inn?"
CHIKA: "No, these are for my family. A mikan farmer gave these to me. They look good, right? Here, take one!"
AKI: "Can I? Thank you, it smells so citrusy and mikan-y."
CHIKA: "My sister Shima was supposed to go get them, but she was busy, so I went instead."
AKI: "Oh yeah, you said that you ran out of mikan at the party. So that's why..."
CHIKA: "Then on my way home, I fell and, well..."
AKI: "Mikan avalanche. Wait, are you hurt?"
CHIKA: "Me? I was too worried about saving my mikan, so I wasn't worried about that. I don't feel any pain, though."
AKI: "Uh Chika...your knee is all cut and bloody."
CHIKA: "Huh? Ah... Owwwwww!!! It just started hurting!"
AKI: "Calm down, Chika! Let's get you back home. I'll carry the mikan."
CHIKA: "R-Really? Thank you...Ow ow ow!"
AKI: "Here, lean on my shoulder."
CHIKA: "EH?! If...If you say so..."