The first 200 lines.
Kiss in Tokyo.
Let's begin tonight's show, Kiss in Tokyo.
I'm your host, Tama.
Keep me company for the next four hours, 'til morning,
relaxed and at your leisure.
"The other day, I went to have my fortune told,
and I was told there's love in the air for me." Way to go!
"But I was warned that I'm likely to close my heart
at the crucial moment, and miss my chance for love.
This isn't good.
What I need is the courage to profess my love.
But it takes so much courage to profess love, doesn't it?
Have you had any experiences like that?"
So in tonight's show, I want you, the listeners,
to share your stories about professing your love to someone.
You there.
This is no time for yawning.
I'm anticipating some heartwarming stories,
as well as some funny ones.
So keep those stories coming, okay?
By the way, the Lyrid meteor shower is at its peak tonight and tomorrow.
It's rare to see a gorgeous meteor shower like this over Tokyo.
Lyrids...
You all know that if you make a wish
upon a shooting star, it will come true, right?
You there, who's having trouble professing your love,
why not try making your most cherished wish
on this beautiful meteor shower tonight?
I wish Irie-kun would realize my feelings for him.
Accredited Institute of Education: High School Annex of Tonan University
Good morning.
Morning.
Hey, morning.
You're early today.
Sorry, gotta hurry. See you later.
Irie Naoki-sama.
Hello, Irie-kun.
My name is Aihara Kotoko, of Class F.
You probably don't know me, but I know about you.
As I walked with my mother to this auditorium,
all the cherry blossoms and other spring flowers that we saw
seemed to look at us and...
53rd High School Annex of Tonan University Entrance Ceremony
It's been two years since you gave the entrance ceremony speech
that made me admire your intelligence and stylish looks.
Since I had no hope of being in the same class with you,
I worked up my courage and wrote my feelings for you in this letter.
Ever since the first time I saw you,
it was as if I'd been struck by a shooting star.
I started having special feelings for you.
Um...
Who are you?
I'm Aihara Kotoko of Class F.
Um... Please read this.
Irie-kun...
I like you.
No, thanks.
My first love seemed to crumble so easily.
To Irie Naoki-sama
This can't be happening.
But right after that...
something happened that I would call a miracle.
Mischievous Kiss
Love Comes Riding a Shooting Star
Accredited Institute of Education: High School Annex of Tonan University
Look, it's Aihara-san of Class F.
Oh, you're right.
I heard she just professed to Irie-kun of Class A.
Really?
That Aihara Kotoko girl professed to Irie-kun.
Seriously? To Irie-kun?
I heard Aihara from Class F professed to Irie of Class A.
She should really learn her place.
Poor thing.
Leave me alone!
Kotoko! You professed to Irie-kun?
Jinko, not so loud!
Wait, how did you know?
You did it at the school entrance! Everyone saw it!
The whole school's talking about it.
How embarrassing.
Why'd you have to pick the school entrance?
It's like you're asking to be gossiped about.
And to Irie, no less.
Yeah. Why didn't you think about the consequences?
You knew he was going to turn you down.
I thought maybe I stood a chance.
I thought maybe, just maybe,
he might be interested in me.
Oh, please. That's never gonna happen!
We're talking about Irie Naoki here.
Kotoko, you know our classes are divided by the grading curve.
Irie is the uncontested number one student in the highest class, A.
Besides that, he scored the highest in Japan on the mock exam.
They say his IQ is 200.
He was born a genius,
and with those good looks...
And he's the son of a CEO to boot.
Height
Weight
I heard he's totally fluent in English.
He also excels at sports.
Let's face it, he's a superboy.
And in comparison, we're Class F.
We're the bottom of the barrel in this school.
Our world is totally different from his.
But I did my best, you know.
In my first year, second year, and third year,
I tried my hardest to get into Class A,
the same class as Irie-kun.
What?
Hey, Kotoko.
You know the alphabet, don't you?
Yeah, of course.
Then count how many letters are between A and F.
A, B, C, D, E, F.
That's right.
It would be a miracle if you, in Class F, got into Class A.
The odds are worse than winning the lottery.
Worse than snow falling in midsummer.
Worse than getting hit by a shooting star?
Huh?
What's that?
Oh, nothing.
Anyway, you live in a different world from Irie's. Get it?
Maybe so, but I wanted to clearly communicate my feelings to him,
before my high school days are over.
You're naïve!
Please accept my gift.
Irie is hot, but he's famous for being aloof.
He shows no interest in girls.
He's shot down innumerable girls with crushes on him.
Girls who professed: 29,999
There's not a single rumor about him and high school romance.
Girls who got shot down: 29,999
Aihara Kotoko!
She professed to Irie-kun, you know.
But he shot her down.
Shut up!
You shut up.
Quiet!
He's a boy in his third year of high school.
Don't you think it's weird that he's not interested in girls?
It's not normal, I tell you.
That's right.
There are plenty of normal boys in the world who'd be better for you, Kotoko.
Kotoko! Hey, Kotoko!
Hey, Kotoko.
Kotoko! Hey, move!
See? There's one.
Kotoko.
Hey, Kotoko!
Is it true you professed to Class A's Irie and got rejected?
Is it true? Is it true?!
Kin-chan, you're too close.
How can you like a nerd like that,
when you've got a guy like me?
I don't belong to you, Kin-chan.
I even brought you Kin-chan's special takoyaki, made just this morning.
Excuse me.
I'll eat them!
Hurry up!
Kin-chan's takoyaki!
I'm opening it.
Hurry up, hurry up.
Pop!
Thanks!
Delicious!
Don't forget the nori topping.
You put it on.
You sure change your mind easily.
Yes, sir.
Well, Kin-chan, at least you're a good cook.
What do you mean, "at least"?
My feelings for Kotoko are second to none.
Maybe he's in Class A, maybe he's a genius,
but I won't lose to that bastard Irie.
The bastard rejected Kotoko. I can't forgive him.
He's basically challenged me to a duel.
That guy's a little too full of himself.
I've had enough.
Like everyone says, I wasn't thinking straight.
He wouldn't even read my letter. He can't be a good person, right?
I'm...
...a poor judge of a man's character.
So I'm okay now.
I'm giving up.
Kotoko.
What a weird time to yawn.
I stayed up all night.
If I made any mistakes in the letter,
I figured he'd make fun of me.
I even checked how to write the kanji in my own name.
Ai
Hara
Koto
Ko
That's ridiculous.
That's how nervous I was.
I couldn't even eat breakfast this morning.
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