The sun has set and the night had fallen upon the snowy white land. The smoky dull horizon painted on the sky faded gradually and shrouded by the dark canvas.
Despite the yellow rays from the lamp posts, the only light that shone onto the land was the illuminating moon and millions of scattered gemstones on the sky.
There was a silence in the night- relaxing and calming. Be that as it may, once again, the serenity was broken by the ruffling sound next to him.
His brows knitted slightly, indicating the rising frustration. He sneaked a peek on the girl next to him.
'What's now?' he whined with hints of annoyance in his mind- not until a binocular appeared.
His frowns vanished from the sight as if it wasn't there in the first place. He blinked blankly, looking at the girl setting her eyes onto the rubber eyecup while she tilted her head upward.
He studied the movement of her slender fingers- those that were tuning the scale ring without any intention to stop.
Amusing and interesting. He wondered what kind of views feast the eyes of the girl with such rapid tunings.
A chuckle escaped from his lips unintentionally- and such suppressed laughter brought the girl parted off her eyes from the eyecup.
She turned her head to the man and caught a glimpse of Kazuki covering his chuckling lips with a lightly clenched fist.
"What's so funny?" she questioned with a deep frown in between her brows. "Haven't you been a beginner before?" she added with hints of irritation.
The expert in anything was once a beginner, and no one starts from excellent.
Practice makes perfect, and here she was, practising something that she isn't good at- at least, that's what she thought.
"Ah, of course, I do." he responded while holding in his chuckles behind those words.
"But I've never tried to turn the view in my telescope to kaleidoscope though." he added with hints of teases- and such spoken statement, somehow, turned his chuckles louder than before.
Though she couldn't deny the spoken fact, however, the sarcastic tone of how the mocking man spoke the matter of fact stirred in a hint of discontentment and embarrassment within her.
She couldn't decide if she should hide immediately or to protest right away- not when he stared at her, laughing as if she was an awkward dancing parrot.
"Shitsurei na... I'm not good at setting it, but at least I'm trying my best." she decided to protest without thinking twice before remarking her dissatisfaction as if such remark could bring her a victory in the conversation, "Unlike someone that makes fun of a trying-hard beginner."
"Ah, sou." he questioned informally with a brow raised, showcasing his feeling of amusement openly.
"If you seek help from me, I might consider helping and teaching you though." the arrogant man added his offer haughtily while tilting up his head in a slight extend; yet, with his eyes locking on her displeased face.
Despite how great is her desire to learn, the dissatisfaction and pride in Asu wouldn't allow her to accept the great favour from the arrogant stranger.
"Thanks, but no thanks." she answered firmly with her eyes closed before glancing at the man, shooting him a glare.
"I have faith in myself." she spoke with confidence if it were not for the fact that the confidence level in her was almost none.
Though confidence was what he found in her tone; yet, judging by the countless mistakes she made in a short moment, he could easily tell that the girl isn't only a green hand, but also a self-learner.
Just simply a declaration is never sufficient to convince the arrogant man.
Instead of allowing the conversation to move on to nowhere or teasing the helpless girl, Kazuki outreached his hand to the binocular, attempting to snatch the newbie's equipment.
She caught out of guard- just a second late to tighten her grip on the binocular before it lost in her sight.
"Give it back to me!" she raised her voice as she turned her body to Kazuki in reflex, stretching every inch of her muscles as much as she can.
The more she hopes to snatch her first binocular back, the more he held it up high, and the more the light of her hope turned dimmer.
"I-ya-da." he responded with a singsong voice as he stretched his arms further.
Tilting up his head to where his eyes could meet the scale ring, his index finger and thumb held it lightly and rotated it to his desired figure.
After the tiny white arrow pointed at the desired number that indicates the focus of the lens, he turned his upper torso to the opposite side of the girl.
As expected, Asu threw herself to him when he brought the binocular closer to his eyes- and he defended with his arm holding up horizontally.
What was unexpected is that she pressed her body against him without any intention to retreat.
She stretched her arm and her shaking fingers further, making an effort to move herself an inch closer to the binocular.
"Just a second!" he shouted with hints of agitation. "Yada! Give it back to me!" she declined with hints of infuriation.
"Get off! You're heavy!" he spoke louder while trying to push her away with his arm. "Give it back to me and I'll get off!" she talked back loudly.
On the contrary to the silence surrounding them, their conversation was as if a blazing fire by the edge of the quite abyss.
Just when they were wrestling simply for a binocular, Kazuki lost his grip of the binocular accidentally- and it impacted against the hard rock few inches away from his hand.
A brief sound of cracking struck through their fiery conversation.
As if the brief alert is a pause button to the world, it hushed the arguing strangers, widened their eyes, slacked their jaws, and skipped a beat of their heartbeat.
'... ... Shimatta.' the first word ran across his mind; yet, '... ... Kono yaro!' was the curse spoken in her mind.
A second by second, the time passed by the awestruck strangers in a complete absence of sound.
The only sound was the ticking secondhand on their watches as well as the soft lullaby sang by the gentle blowing wind.
He glanced down at those burning hazel eyes of Asu. If the expression in one's eyes could kill, perhaps, he has already murdered by her venting rage through her intense glare.
"... ... I hate you." she murmured in an undertone; yet, such murmur is rather threatening than a loud rage.
'... ... Worst meet up ever in my life.' The only mutual feeling they shared- only if they know the spoken words in their mind were overlapping with each other.