The 'Item Box' That Only I Can Use Is Bugged - Chapter 8.1: I Practice Old Martial Art
They ran until they reached a nearby park in the residential area.
Okinaga led the girl to a bench and they sat down.
“Here, have this if you’d like,” Okinaga said, handing her a bottle of sports drink from his Item Box.
“Huh? Oh, thanks… but, where did you get this from?”
“From my pocket. See, I have big pockets in my hoodie,” he said, showing the large pocket on the front of his hoodie.
It was indeed large enough to hold a bottle, so she seemed satisfied with his explanation.
Okinaga took out another small bottle of tea and began to drink it.
(Yep, it looks like she can’t see the screen.)
He remembered a time when Aoi had walked into his room while he was looking at his list.
He had quickly closed it, but the timing suggested she might have seen it.
However, she hadn’t acted surprised or questioned it, leading him to wonder if the list was only visible to him.
Deciding to test his theory, he kept the list open while talking to the girl.
If she didn’t react to it, it would confirm his suspicion that only he could see it.
Sure enough, the girl showed no interest in the screen, focusing instead on her drink.
Okinaga was relieved.
He did have to be careful, though, as manipulating the list in public could make him look like he was touching invisible objects.
The girl sipped her drink, occasionally glancing at Okinaga with a shy curiosity.
It seemed she was a bit reserved, so Okinaga decided to initiate the conversation.
“Do you know those two boys?”
“N-no, I don’t.”
“But they were calling you Nakuru… is that your name?”
“Yes, it is… but I have no idea how they knew my name… Have we met somewhere before?” she wondered, furrowing her brows as she tried to recall any past encounters.
It was clear she had no idea who they were.
Okinaga considered the possibility that the two boys were indeed stalkers.
The thought made him feel sorry for her—she was too young to be dealing with such a disturbing situation.
(Two stalkers at her age… that’s rough.)
No matter how popular she was, dealing with those two was more trouble than it was worth.