Walking around to the front, Kirika noticed Chiharu, who was opening the door to the clubhouse. Shrugging, Kirika walked over to her, her tubby butt jiggling.
"O-oh! Miss Kirika! Wh...what a surprise!" Chiharu stammered, a bit shocked to see Kirika. After regaining her composure, she had to stifle a giggle, as the sight of the Eiken Club leader's belly bouncing as she walked was too cute. "Why were you hanging out outside?"
"It's nice out." Kirika said, walking in past Chiharu and tossing the stick from her ice cream in the wastebasket, then pulling out an even larger treat. "Nice weather and ice cream just go together. There anything wrong with that?"
Chiharu couldn't help but giggle, as the ice cream Kirika had grabbed was an extra-fattening concoction of Komoe's. Kirika hadn't been around when the young girl had made them, but a large amount of fat had spilled in, and the poor girl hadn't had the heart to throw them out.
"Whatph wrong wiph you?" Kirika mumbled around the mouthful of ice cream.
"Nothing, Miss Kirika. Umm...I...I have to go...assignment and all..." Chiharu stammered, giggling a bit more. After closing the door behind her, she burst out laughing.
"Still weird..." Kirika muttered, before a glazed look came over her face.
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