Fortunately, Yuzuru’s concern—that there might be too much food—turned out to be unfounded.
A beach, charcoal fire, BBQ, and good friends—
With all that in place, there was no way anyone’s appetite would falter.
Laughing and chatting as they ate, the food disappeared in no time.
Of course, they didn’t finish everything—
But there was more than enough to use for dinner curry.
The afternoon passed just as quickly—sunbathing, splitting into boys and girls for beach volleyball, swimming…
Before they knew it, the day had flown by.
Then they made curry for dinner, ate, cleaned up—
And—
“Everyone, don’t fall asleep yet! The night’s just getting started!!”
At Ayaka’s declaration, everyone nodded.
No one had any intention of sleeping yet.
“Alright then, Arisa-chan… what film did you bring?”
Arisa had been put in charge of the evening’s film.
The genre was entirely up to her.
(Arisa… picking a film, huh…)
It might sound rude, but Yuzuru couldn’t really picture her as someone who actively enjoyed entertainment—what you might call “otaku culture.”
So he wasn’t entirely convinced she was the best pick.
Most likely, Ayaka had assigned her out of curiosity—wanting to see what she’d choose.
Even Yuzuru didn’t fully know her tastes, so he was curious too.
(I can imagine something like a Ghibli film… or maybe a classic romance.)
At the very least, he couldn’t picture her bringing a monster film or action film.
Horror? Out of the question.
“You’ll just have to wait and see.”
Arisa answered Ayaka calmly.
…She seemed confident.
“Eh? Now I’m curious! What kind is it?”
“Well… to be honest, I don’t know it that well either.”
She admitted that much to Chiharu.
“But… it was recommended by my adoptive father. He studied abroad in America, so I’m sure it’s good.”
Apparently, her reasoning was:
If someone who studied in America recommended it, it must be good.
A rather shaky foundation.
(…Is this going to be alright?)
Yuzuru felt a slight unease.
He didn’t exactly trust Amagi Naoki’s taste in films.
“You didn’t check it properly?”
“I read the summary. It sounded interesting.”
She answered with confidence.
At least she hadn’t picked it blindly.
“And what about you, Yuzurun? Did you bring snacks properly?”
“Yeah, more or less.”
Yuzuru’s role had been snacks.
He pulled out a selection from his backpack—
Chips, small sweets, a decent variety.
“Not bad.”
“I thought you’d bring something out of place, like cake.”
“I can read the room.”
Cake wasn’t bad, but not ideal for casually snacking with friends.
“Tenka-chan, what about drinks?”
“Of course.”
Tenka’s role was drinks.
Alongside water, green tea, and oolong tea from earlier—
She brought out bottled orange juice.
Freshly squeezed, judging by the label.
Definitely high quality.
“Alright, everything’s ready… Arisa-san?”
“Yes, I’ll put it on.”
At Hijiri’s prompt, Arisa operated the TV remote.
The film began, and soon the title appeared on screen.
Tornado Shark
“Wow, Arisa-chan! You’ve got great taste!!”
After the film ended—
Ayaka exclaimed enthusiastically.
“As expected of you, Arisa-san! Completely unexpected, yet exceeding all expectations! It was amazing!!”
Chiharu also praised her.
And Arisa herself—
“Yes, it was very enjoyable. …Choosing based on my father’s recommendation was the right call.”
She nodded, satisfied.
“What did you think, Yuzuru-san?”
“Huh? Oh… yeah, it was… well… fun.”
Not so much good—
But definitely fun.
That was his honest impression.
A film where sharks (and occasionally crocodiles) fell from the sky riding a tornado—
It was, frankly, ridiculous.
Not something you’d call “good.”
But watching it together, laughing and making jokes—
It was perfect for the moment.
“…So you like this kind of thing, Arisa?”
“Yes, I do!”
She answered with a bright smile.
“I… see.”
And just like that, Yuzuru discovered a new, unexpected side of his fiancée.
