11 99th Rejection (1/2)
”So let me get this straight. Both of you want to end your relationship but it's not allowed by the heavens to do so?” Danny summarizes the situation with that and then, ”That's perfect!”
”What!” Roswaisa yells at him as she looks at him with a scornful gaze. Well, I am not so vulgar as to do something like that so I just kick him in the knees while saying nothing, you know, perfect gentlemanly behavior.
”Hey, don't you go shouting and hitting me. This is a perfect situation. I was afraid there for a second that Irium would become free to attract women again but this gave me some assurance.” He says as he nods while smiling as if he has realized something very important.
”Don't get ahead of yourself.” I, however, can't let this man, who has considerably helped me by telling me about magic and Angels and whatnot yesterday, get his heart broken because he was deluding himself away from reality. ”All your girlfriends are still going to leave you for me whether I have a fixed future wife or not. I'm sorry, but that's how it is.”
”Uh!” he seems like he'd try to retort but before he says anything,
”I think he's right. You'd really benefit from facing the facts.” Roswaisa supports my argument. I guess she feels a bit guilty to have this Sonohara rip-off as the target of her frustration two times by now and so is trying to help him as well. ”You can't get a girlfriend, not while this guy is around.”
*****
Those assholes! They think I can't get a girlfriend. Hah! How foolish!
”Hey miss, will you be my girlfriend?” I ask the lady at the counter of the grocery store I'm currently in to prove the two of them wrong. But for whatever reason, she is motioning the security guards to come here.
What's wrong? I thought people liked to say these things with less people around, not more. Oh well, if she wants the security to be witness to the start of our relationship, that's her choice. It's not like I have any reason to feel shy about this anyway. This is, after all, the 98th time I have asked a girl out.
”Yes ma'am, what is it?” the security guards ask in a bold voice to which,
She says something to them through hand signs by showing a finger at me and then at the door. I don't know what she is planning but whatever it is; I'll wait for her to complete it. I'm an understanding man after all.
”Yes ma'am.” As they say that, the guards hold me from both ends and try to alleviate me to a higher level. I find this experience of being carrying like this while my feet sail in the air to be quite comforting actually, that is, until I realize what they were trying to do was throw me out.
*****
Okay, if anyone asks, ”Danny, why are your clothes dirty?” the answer is, ”Kids playing soccer accidentally hit me and all the dirt on them got on me.”