Azusagawa Sakuta met the wild bunny girl on that day.
The last day of the Golden Week.
He rode on his bicycle for about 20 minutes from his apartment. He could see the streets around Shonandai Station and where the Odakyu Enoshima line, Soma Izumino line, and the Yokohama municipal subway’s third line intersected. There were few suburban-looking tall buildings in the calm atmosphere of the bed-town.
Looking at the station to the left, Sakuta made a right turn at the traffic light. It took less than a minute to arrive at the library.
After leaving the bicycle in the half-filled bicycle parking lot, Sakuta stepped into the library. There was a certain tranquility in the library that disconcerted him even though it wasn’t his first time there. His body slightly tensed up.
In this neighborhood, only the largest library had a lot of visitors. In a corner near the entrance with magazines and newspapers, a regular visitor was reading a sports newspaper with a difficult face. I wonder if his favorite team lost yesterday.
From the rental counter, one could see that the desks designated for studying in the back were almost fully occupied. Several people, consisting of high school and college students, were working on laptops.
After finding what he was looking for from a distance, Sakuta moved to the bookshelf with hardcover contemporary novels. Looking through the books, he examined that books that were organized in alphabetical order, searching for the “yu” section. Only about 172 cm tall, the short bookshelf came up to Sakuta’s waist.
He quickly found the book that his sister asked him to find. The title of the book was “The Prince Who Gave Me the Poisonous Apple”, which was written by Yuigahama Kanna and should have been released about four or five years ago. She seemed to have liked the previous works of the same author and decided to buy more books.
Although the book was a bit dirty and used, Sakuta took the book from the short bookshelf.
He looked up and took the book to the rental counter. At that moment, “that” appeared in front of him.
There was a bunny girl in front of the bookshelf.
“…”
He blinked several times. It looked like an illusion—but it was somehow different. Her figure was definitely present.
She wore shiny, black high heels. Black stockings stretched around her long, slender legs and were transparent enough to be able to see the color of her skin. Similarly, the black leotard highlighted her slender and well-defined body while also displaying her cleavage.
The white cuffs accented her wrist. A black bow tie, as expected, was on her neck.
Subtracting the height of her heels, she was about 165 cm tall.
She had a somewhat bored gaze and a frigid face, but carried a seductive and adult-like air around her.
At first, Sakuta wondered if it was some sort of movie set. However, there were no adult TV staff around the area. She was completely alone.
In the middle of the library, her existence floated around. Or rather, seemed out of place. Bunny girls were certainly more commonplace in Las Vegas casinos or certain “shady” shops, but the library was definitely not the right place for them.
However, Sakuta was surprised for a different reason—despite her gaudy and flashy appearance, nobody was watching her.
“The fuck?”
He spoke out unintentionally. A nearby librarian gave him a stern look after his outburst, telling him to be quiet. Sakuta gave a small bow towards the librarian while thinking, “No, no, there are other people you should be more concerned about”.
Because of the librarian’s behavior, though, Sakuta was oddly convinced.
No one cared about the bunny girl. Although it should’ve raised some commotion, no one noticed her appearance.
Usually, if there was a stimulating bunny girl, a struggling college student working on six papers at once would raise his head. An old man reading a newspaper would continue pretending to read the newspaper while glancing at her.
Even a librarian would look carefully and say, “That kind of clothing is…”
Strange.
Really strange.
It seems that she is a ghost visible only to Sakuta.
A cold sweat appeared on his back.
Despite Sakuta’s agitation, the bunny girl reached out for a book then moved to the study corner near the back.
On the way, she looked at a studying female college student and stuck out her tongue in a mischievous way. Afterwards, she waved her hand in front of an adult’s face, who was working on a tablet PC, to make sure that she was invisible. When neither of them reacted, she smiled with a satisfied look.
She then sat in a vacant seat at the far end of the table.
A male college student sitting who was sitting in front of the bunny girl didn’t notice her. Even as she lifted the chest section of the leotard that had fallen down, there was no reaction. Certainly, it was in his field of vision, and yet…
After a while, the college student finished his studying and prepared to return home as if nothing had happened. As if nothing happened, he left from the library. While walking to the exit, he didn’t glance at her chest.
…
Feeling uncertain, Sakuta sat down in the vacant seat that the college student was sitting in.
He stared at the bunny girl in front of him. He looked at her from the bare shoulders to the soft curves of her arms. From the pale skin of her neck to her chest. Each breath she took was strangely sensual, and in contrast to the serious atmosphere of the library, Sakuta was starting to feel strange. No, he already felt strange.
After a while, she looked up from the book she was reading and their gazes met.
“…”
“…”
Both of them blinked twice.
She was first to talk.
“I’m surprised.”
Her voice had a hint of mischief in it.
“It seems that you can still see me.”
She stated as if other people couldn’t see her normally.
She was probably correct.
In fact, the surrounding people didn’t notice her presence even though she was completely different.
“Well then.”
She closed the book and then started to stand up.
This was pretty much a farewell. He met a strange person today, and it would become a funny story for some other time. However, there was one reason that troubled him.
The problem was that Sakuta knew about her.
She is a senpai at his high school. A third grader at Minegahara high school. He could say her name. He knew her full name.
Sakurajima Mai.
That’s the bunny girl’s name.
“Um…”
As she was about to leave, he let out a small voice towards her pale back.
Her feet stopped suddenly.
She gazed at him, silently asking, “What?”.
“You are Sakurajima senpai, right?”.
As he said her name aloud, he was cautious about the volume of his voice.
“…”
Mai ‘s eyes shook in surprise for a moment.
“For you to call me by that name, are you a student of Minegahara High School?”
Mai sat down in her seat again. She stared straight at Sakuta.
“I am Azusagawa Sakuta from class 2-1. ‘Azusagawa’ comes from the Azusagawa service area, and Sakuta comes from ‘to bloom’ (花咲く) and ‘taro’ (太郎).”
“I am Sakurajima Mai. ‘Sakurajima’ comes from ‘Sakurajima Mai’ and ‘Mai’ comes from ‘Sakurajima Mai’.”
“I know. Senpai, you are a well-known person.”
“Is that so.”
Feeling uninterested, Mai rested her cheek on her hand and averted her gaze to the window. Leaning slightly forward, her cleavage was emphasized. Naturally, his eyes were attracted to her cleavage. It was a pleasing sight.
“Azusagawa Sakuta.”
“Yes.”
“I’ll give you a piece of advice.”
“Advice?”
“Forget what you saw today.”
Mai continued even before Sakuta could utter a word.
“If you tell this to anyone, people will think you are weird person, and you will lead a strange life.”
I see, it certainly seems like advice.
“Also, never talk to me or concern yourself about me.”
“…”
“If you understand, say ‘Yes’.”
“…”
Mai showed an annoyed look towards the silent Sakuta. However, she returned to her idle expression and stood up from her seat. Afterwards, she put the book back on the shelf and walked towards the library exit.
No one paid attention to Mai. The librarians continued their work silently as she passed by the rental counter on her way to the exit. Only Sakuta was fascinated by her black stockings that wrapped around her slender legs.
When Mai could no longer been seen, Sakuta fell down face-first onto the table.
“Even if she told me to forget about it,”
He said to himself.
“With a figure like that, it’s impossible to forget.”
Bare, sexy skin from her bare shoulders to her chest. When Mai rested her cheek on her hand, she emphasized her cleavage. A nice scent remained in the air.
A small voice seemed to whisper to Sakuta. He looked straight at where she was, and Sakuta’s male part was suddenly very healthy and stimulated.
So, he couldn’t get up as he was conscious of other people.
He would have to sit there like an adult for a while.
Because of that, he couldn’t chase Mai, even though he had many questions to ask her.
Azusagawa Sakuta met the wild bunny girl on that day.
The last day of the Golden Week.
He rode on his bicycle for about 20 minutes from his apartment. He could see the streets around Shonandai Station and where the Odakyu Enoshima line, Soma Izumino line, and the Yokohama municipal subway’s third line intersected. There were few suburban-looking tall buildings in the calm atmosphere of the bed-town.
Looking at the station to the left, Sakuta made a right turn at the traffic light. It took less than a minute to arrive at the library.
After leaving the bicycle in the half-filled bicycle parking lot, Sakuta stepped into the library. There was a certain tranquility in the library that disconcerted him even though it wasn’t his first time there. His body slightly tensed up.
In this neighborhood, only the largest library had a lot of visitors. In a corner near the entrance with magazines and newspapers, a regular visitor was reading a sports newspaper with a difficult face. I wonder if his favorite team lost yesterday.
From the rental counter, one could see that the desks designated for studying in the back were almost fully occupied. Several people, consisting of high school and college students, were working on laptops.
After finding what he was looking for from a distance, Sakuta moved to the bookshelf with hardcover contemporary novels. Looking through the books, he examined that books that were organized in alphabetical order, searching for the “yu” section. Only about 172 cm tall, the short bookshelf came up to Sakuta’s waist.
He quickly found the book that his sister asked him to find. The title of the book was “The Prince Who Gave Me the Poisonous Apple”, which was written by Yuigahama Kanna and should have been released about four or five years ago. She seemed to have liked the previous works of the same author and decided to buy more books.
Although the book was a bit dirty and used, Sakuta took the book from the short bookshelf.
He looked up and took the book to the rental counter. At that moment, “that” appeared in front of him.
There was a bunny girl in front of the bookshelf.
“…”
He blinked several times. It looked like an illusion—but it was somehow different. Her figure was definitely present.
She wore shiny, black high heels. Black stockings stretched around her long, slender legs and were transparent enough to be able to see the color of her skin. Similarly, the black leotard highlighted her slender and well-defined body while also displaying her cleavage.
The white cuffs accented her wrist. A black bow tie, as expected, was on her neck.
Subtracting the height of her heels, she was about 165 cm tall.
She had a somewhat bored gaze and a frigid face, but carried a seductive and adult-like air around her.
At first, Sakuta wondered if it was some sort of movie set. However, there were no adult TV staff around the area. She was completely alone.
In the middle of the library, her existence floated around. Or rather, seemed out of place. Bunny girls were certainly more commonplace in Las Vegas casinos or certain “shady” shops, but the library was definitely not the right place for them.
However, Sakuta was surprised for a different reason—despite her gaudy and flashy appearance, nobody was watching her.
“The fuck?”
He spoke out unintentionally. A nearby librarian gave him a stern look after his outburst, telling him to be quiet. Sakuta gave a small bow towards the librarian while thinking, “No, no, there are other people you should be more concerned about”.
Because of the librarian’s behavior, though, Sakuta was oddly convinced.
No one cared about the bunny girl. Although it should’ve raised some commotion, no one noticed her appearance.
Usually, if there was a stimulating bunny girl, a struggling college student working on six papers at once would raise his head. An old man reading a newspaper would continue pretending to read the newspaper while glancing at her.
Even a librarian would look carefully and say, “That kind of clothing is…”
Strange.
Really strange.
It seems that she is a ghost visible only to Sakuta.
A cold sweat appeared on his back.
Despite Sakuta’s agitation, the bunny girl reached out for a book then moved to the study corner near the back.
On the way, she looked at a studying female college student and stuck out her tongue in a mischievous way. Afterwards, she waved her hand in front of an adult’s face, who was working on a tablet PC, to make sure that she was invisible. When neither of them reacted, she smiled with a satisfied look.
She then sat in a vacant seat at the far end of the table.
A male college student sitting who was sitting in front of the bunny girl didn’t notice her. Even as she lifted the chest section of the leotard that had fallen down, there was no reaction. Certainly, it was in his field of vision, and yet…
After a while, the college student finished his studying and prepared to return home as if nothing had happened. As if nothing happened, he left from the library. While walking to the exit, he didn’t glance at her chest.
…
Feeling uncertain, Sakuta sat down in the vacant seat that the college student was sitting in.
He stared at the bunny girl in front of him. He looked at her from the bare shoulders to the soft curves of her arms. From the pale skin of her neck to her chest. Each breath she took was strangely sensual, and in contrast to the serious atmosphere of the library, Sakuta was starting to feel strange. No, he already felt strange.
After a while, she looked up from the book she was reading and their gazes met.
“…”
“…”
Both of them blinked twice.
She was first to talk.
“I’m surprised.”
Her voice had a hint of mischief in it.
“It seems that you can still see me.”
She stated as if other people couldn’t see her normally.
She was probably correct.
In fact, the surrounding people didn’t notice her presence even though she was completely different.
“Well then.”
She closed the book and then started to stand up.
This was pretty much a farewell. He met a strange person today, and it would become a funny story for some other time. However, there was one reason that troubled him.
The problem was that Sakuta knew about her.
She is a senpai at his high school. A third grader at Minegahara high school. He could say her name. He knew her full name.
Sakurajima Mai.
That’s the bunny girl’s name.
“Um…”
As she was about to leave, he let out a small voice towards her pale back.
Her feet stopped suddenly.
She gazed at him, silently asking, “What?”.
“You are Sakurajima senpai, right?”.
As he said her name aloud, he was cautious about the volume of his voice.
“…”
Mai ‘s eyes shook in surprise for a moment.
“For you to call me by that name, are you a student of Minegahara High School?”
Mai sat down in her seat again. She stared straight at Sakuta.
“I am Azusagawa Sakuta from class 2-1. ‘Azusagawa’ comes from the Azusagawa service area, and Sakuta comes from ‘to bloom’ (花咲く) and ‘taro’ (太郎).”
“I am Sakurajima Mai. ‘Sakurajima’ comes from ‘Sakurajima Mai’ and ‘Mai’ comes from ‘Sakurajima Mai’.”
“I know. Senpai, you are a well-known person.”
“Is that so.”
Feeling uninterested, Mai rested her cheek on her hand and averted her gaze to the window. Leaning slightly forward, her cleavage was emphasized. Naturally, his eyes were attracted to her cleavage. It was a pleasing sight.
“Azusagawa Sakuta.”
“Yes.”
“I’ll give you a piece of advice.”
“Advice?”
“Forget what you saw today.”
Mai continued even before Sakuta could utter a word.
“If you tell this to anyone, people will think you are weird person, and you will lead a strange life.”
I see, it certainly seems like advice.
“Also, never talk to me or concern yourself about me.”
“…”
“If you understand, say ‘Yes’.”
“…”
Mai showed an annoyed look towards the silent Sakuta. However, she returned to her idle expression and stood up from her seat. Afterwards, she put the book back on the shelf and walked towards the library exit.
No one paid attention to Mai. The librarians continued their work silently as she passed by the rental counter on her way to the exit. Only Sakuta was fascinated by her black stockings that wrapped around her slender legs.
When Mai could no longer been seen, Sakuta fell down face-first onto the table.
“Even if she told me to forget about it,”
He said to himself.
“With a figure like that, it’s impossible to forget.”
Bare, sexy skin from her bare shoulders to her chest. When Mai rested her cheek on her hand, she emphasized her cleavage. A nice scent remained in the air.
A small voice seemed to whisper to Sakuta. He looked straight at where she was, and Sakuta’s male part was suddenly very healthy and stimulated.
So, he couldn’t get up as he was conscious of other people.
He would have to sit there like an adult for a while.
Because of that, he couldn’t chase Mai, even though he had many questions to ask her.
