cola is love: cola is life
Shintaro was quietly musing to himself about how foolish he’d been in school to neglect his physical education. It was boring, he said. Not worth putting in the effort, he said. Whatever the case was,
"Gyah!" Howling in a singularly undignified manner, the young NEET stumbled backwards. Even though it hadn’t been a zombie—it had taken a few moments for him to realize that—he’d been surprised.
Thankfully, his attacker wasn’t actually an attacker. It was just… a girl?
"Er…" Sure, her outfit was a bit weird, but wasn’t that a shrine maiden? Of all the people to meet in a place like this. Shintaro idly wondered if there was a Shinto shrine nearby. "Well, yeah, but it’s not like I have much of a choice." Soda was serious business after all. "I don’t know about you, but… well, look around. It’s not like the police’ll arrest me…"
The shrine maiden watched the oddly-dressed male freak out with nothing more than a raised eyebrow. Even his sudden movement couldn't make her flinch. Only one thought arose to her mind as she watched him shamble about.
'This guy is kind of pathetic.' The memory of her even considering that such a person could be an enemy embarrassed and ashamed her.
In any case, there was still the matter of dealing with his actions. Despite no longer being in Gensokyo, the shrine maiden felt a sort of obligation to help humans who weren't exactly... capable... of dealing with their own problems.
"Haven't you ever heard of vigilante justice? How do you know the owner of... whatever this is... wouldn't try to get back at you for it? It's better to leave it be."










