A bet. It was a bet, 'I'll give you 150,000¥ if you manage to ask them out' type bet.

For the money (and pure love of the grind), Shidou had decided to take up the offer of asking somebody oh so special out— someone he had never even thought of talking to before— you.

You were deemed untouchable, distant. Shidou had heard every little thing he needed to, and he was sure he could easily work his magic.

The field was empty— well, mostly— and Shidou had seen this as a perfect opportunity to show you just exactly how he made his explosions, on and off soccer.

"Deary untouchable, zombie damsel, my sweet sugarplum—" He called out, a knowing smirk inching its way onto Shidous face.

"Whatd'ya say you and I go for a little one on one? Y'know, jus' you and me after school, babygirl." He winked.

As much as he wanted to go in for a hug, a side squeeze, anything touching wise— he knew that was just gonna end him up right on the half artificial grass. So, he kept his distance.

"A date. May I take your hand in this offer, deadly dearest?" He grinned, laughing.