After a few more attractions, we sat down to a very late lunch at the food court.
“Theme parks really are universal, no matter how old.”
“Time goes fast.”
“Probably because we don’t normally get the chance.”
“It’s already past 2 PM — unbelievable.”
Reona had gotten dizzy from over-spinning the teacups, Riona had completely lost her cool persona in the haunted house — but on balance the three of us were having a blast.
“After lunch, where to?”
“How about the roller coaster?”
“Riona wants roller coaster too.”
Reona had been flipping through the pamphlet between bites and made the proposal; Riona seconded immediately. I had no reason to object. Roller coaster locked.
“Cool, let’s do it.”
“Let’s finish eating fast — the line’s going to be brutal.”
“It was pretty long when we passed it earlier.”
We finished our food and headed for the roller coaster. As expected, the line wrapped around. The wait at the head of this line alone was going to be substantial.
“While we’ve got time — want to do another round of personality tests like on the Shinkansen yesterday?”
“Sure, those were fun.”
“I have a recommended app.”
“Let’s all download it.”
We downloaded the app Riona had suggested. It was a romance-themed personality test — four-choice answers, a hundred questions, reputed to be very accurate.
We each worked through the same questions on our own phones. Some were normal (“What would you do if your crush was in trouble?”); some got heavy (“If you could save your dying lover at the cost of your own life, would you?”).
“Done.”
“Done too.”
“Just finished.”
All three of us wrapped at roughly the same pace, so we’d answered at similar speeds. After a brief ad-break, results displayed. Mine came up with type and description.
“Mine says ‘tsundere type.’”
“Mm, Ryouya-kun does have some tsundere going on.”
“Ryouya always caves and does it in the end.”
“What’re you two?”
I asked, curious. Both of them looked at their screens. After confirming the results, they spoke.
“Mine says ‘yandere type.’”
“Same as Nee-chan — also ‘yandere type.’”
I scanned the descriptions on their phones. Reona’s said if her crush is in a relationship, she will lock them up and create a fait accompli; Riona’s said cannot rest unless she has 24/7 surveillance on her lover.
“That is — going a little hard with the descriptions, isn’t it?”
“Even I probably wouldn’t do that… it’s strictly a last resort.”
“24/7 monitoring is too much… waking hours is my limit.”
The second halves of their statements were almost too quiet to catch but probably weren’t anything significant. We kept doing questions, the line moved, and our turn came up.
We loaded into the coaster, the safety bar dropped, the announcement played, and the coaster launched. I had been confidently telling myself “I’m not that easy to scare on coasters,” and I realized within seconds I’d misjudged.
The launch had been relatively mild, and then from the middle onward the difficulty spiked. I’m not particularly weak on thrill rides, but even I was — substantially — scared. Riona’s face was, predictably, frozen.
“That was amazing.”
“Yeah…”
”…Right.”
Off the coaster, Reona’s beaming was the inverse of me and Riona, who were both completely drained.