Original Music Makes 3 Chapter 3 Shoujo Effec

'Yo! Nii-san. See you got here in one piece,' Himeko said jovially.

'No thanks to you. Did you get your homework handed in on time?'

'On the nick. Sorry I had to dash like that.'

Himeko took up the seat before his desk and started rummaging through his lunch box (he had placed on there earlier) for something to eat.

'Ooh you still have octopi wieners. Itadakimasu!' Himeko said and started shoving bits of sausage in her mouth.

'Yeah, help yourself,' Duran said sarcastically with a sigh.

'Geez Hime-chan. Just because he's your brother doesn't mean you can steal his food. Where are your manners? And didn't you finish your recess beforehand,' said the girl next to his sister.

Himeko responded with a shrug and continued eating.

The girl sighed.

'I'm Okada, Mei. Hime-chan's girlfriend by the way.' Mei introduced herself to Duran.

Duran's brows went up at the term "girlfriend" and wondered if alluded toward something other than typical friendship. It was a side of Himeko he did not consider.

'Nice to meet you,' he responded.

He found her eyes scrutinizing him intensely before they went back to Himeko, who was still pilfering his wieners.

'I think I've just been categorized into her database.' He thought, amused by the idea.

He compared Mei to his sister. On appearance, they were opposites. Himeko was a bit rough around the edges. She was pleasant looking, and had nice black hair, but chose to keep it to a medium length making her appearance boyish. Mei, on the other hand, carried herself with feminine airs of a Japanese princess. Her fine brown hair was kept in a neat pony-tail. She was slender and properly dressed in her navy and white uniform. Her blue bow tie was perfectly centred in the spread area of her blouse. Thin trimmed glasses couldn't hide the gorgeousness to her face.

'If she is my sister's lover, holy heck.' Duran thought.

'You're Hime-chan's new bro aye. Must be annoying living with this Xena,' Fumio said and dodged Himeko's blow to his head.

'I'll cope.' Duran smiled.

'So how are you finding Hotaka so far? Or is it too early to tell,' Mei asked politely.

'It's very different to my last school.'

'How so?'

'I've never seen so many future salary-men and women in a place that wasn't a train carriage.'

'Salary-men and women?' Mei asked perplexed.

'You know, those tax accountant types in boring suits, carrying brief cases,' Duran explained matter-of-factually.

Everyone erupted with laughter, surprising him.

'Nii-san, you're funny. Scarily, it's true,' Himeko said between chuckles.

'Hotaka High is the school that produces top notch corporate executives, doctors, lawyers and other types of tops.'

'But it's not the school for musos or artists. You go to Emi-Daiki for that.' Fumio added.

Duran stiffened at the mentioned of the other school.

'Maths, science, economics and engineering. These type of subjects are staples to Hotaka's academic diet. This is the only school, in all of Japan, that doesn't have a music and art department,' Mei explained.

No music or art classes? So what did Hotaka High consider a culture festival if these subjects weren't encouraged? The thought was too weird to even think on. He wondered if there was a club that made up for the shortfall.

'What about a club?' he said.

'Club for what?' Himeko asked.

'For music, art and cultures. Is there one?'

'The only cultural club we have is the Otaku Machima Club. That place just talks about nonsense and run stupid cosplay games,' Mei replied.

'Shame.' Duran sighed and slumped into his seat.

'Hey, why don't we start up a music club? I play guitar and you play drums Fumi-chan.' Himeko piped up.

'I play? You mean I kill it 'cause I'm that good. Taylor Hawkins eat your heart out,' Fumio said smugly.

'Mei is good with a cello,' Himeko said for Mei.

'Do you play Kitkun?' Fumio asked and frowned when Himeko answered for him.

'Of course he does. He's really talented on keyboards. He even sound proofed our rooms, so we could rock out without disturbing the neighbours,' Himeko replied proudly.

'I guess we have a band for a club then,' Mei commented.

'If you could get a club off the ground,' Another guy interrupted their conversation.

Chapter end