Rikka Mama: Gah, my legs are all numb... But the Tea Ceremony Club was nice, yeah? Namiko-chan really was something else back there.
Takarada Rikka: Mm-hm... sure was!
Rikka Mama: Looks like lots of people are visiting, too. Your school's festival is going well, eh?
Takarada Rikka: Eh... You think so?
Rikka Mama: By the way, where'd Hass-chan go off to?
Takarada Rikka: Ah, Hass will be on duty soon, so she's meeting up with our classmates.
Rikka Mama: I see... So, where should we go next~?
Takarada Rikka: Hehheh... Now hold it -- Why do I feel like I'm totally in festival mode with my mom?
Rikka Mama: And what's wrong with that? C'mon, let's go!
Takarada Rikka: Wait, why!? Can't you just, like, visit the PTA's section like the rest of the parents? Get something to eat at that boring bazaar?
Rikka Mama: Hey, don't say things like the rest or boring bazaar! ...It does sound boring though!
Takarada Rikka: What's up with that? But really, I don't wanna be seen by my classmates while going around with my parents, you know.
Vit: 'Cause it'll look like you don't have friends, eh?
Takarada Rikka: Wah -- Huh!? Vit-san, why're you here!?
Vit: Now, no worries. I didn't come in with outside shoes this time. I made sure to borrow slippers.
Takarada Rikka: No, that's not what I meant! Didn't you people just get reported the other day!? Is it alright for you to come into the school?
Vit: Ah, it's not like I care about that, really.
Takarada Rikka: Well, I'm more concerned about the ones reporting, actually. By the way, what about the others?
Vit: Hmm? Everyone else is lining up for some buttered potatoes.
Takarada Rikka: Please, you people are marked as suspicious now, for crying out loud... Why're they casually lining up for high school students' buttered potatoes?
Vit: You can say that again!
Takarada Rikka: Hey, don't say that like it's someone else's business! You're in the same boat as them, you know.
Rikka Mama: Hey, let's go check this out!
Takarada Rikka: Whoa -- you spooked me there! What, you're still looking?
Rikka Mama: Wildlife Club... Rare Organism Specimen Display. Serving snacks from 11:30 on too, they said.
Takarada Rikka: That sounds like some super disgusting stuff, don't you think?
Vit: The Wildlife Club is close to the class that makes the buttered potatoes, too... I think I'm losing my appetite...
Rikka Mama: Now, don't say that stuff with a smiling place. Oh, how about this? Introduction to Foreign Cultural Exchange, Announcement Presentation.
Takarada Rikka: That also sounds like something no one wants to go to, doesn't it?
Vit: You can say that again. Is it held in a class that's tucked away in an obscure corner?
Rikka Mama: Now, don't just look at stuff over my shoulder like that! Hey, too close. Too close. Too close, I say.
Rikka Mama: Then... how about this? Classic Movie Screening at Class 2-G, Featuring Endo-sensei's Skit! CM Parody included, too!
Takarada Rikka: That one sounds the most boring of all, so don't make it sound all exciting! Besides, I don't even know what that skit is about! ...And who's Endo-sensei, anyway?
Rikka Mama: Oh, you... You've been saying no to everything for a while now, yeah? Everyone is doing their best, you know!
Takarada Rikka: Huh?
Rikka Mama: For someone in the go-home club, you sure are acting all high and mighty! Not like the stuff your class is doing sounds any better, either! You think going all-out for an event is uncool or what? Doing nothing and complaining is the most uncool, I'll have you know!
Takarada Rikka: And now she's in full preaching mode...
Vit: Now this is a situation you wouldn't want your classmates to see you in.
Rikka Mama: Do kids these days think it's cool to go against the crowd or something? Why don't you just go with the flow when everyone is having all the fun?
Takarada Rikka: Well, I mean -- I'm not good with this kind of stuff, so I just can't!
Rikka Mama: There y'go, your outcast phase is showing! Now that's a high school girl who eats granola and drinks kinako soy milk for breakfast!
Takarada Rikka: Hey, you're the one who started making the kinako soy milk, mom!
Rikka Mama: I don't remember doing that!
Takarada Rikka: Nope, you definitely did! And you're the one who bought all the granola stuff, too!
Rikka Mama: And what's even up with the kinako soy milk!? Isn't that just soybeans with soybeans!?
Takarada Rikka: Hey, you're the one who came up with that idea!
Rikka Mama: Like I said, it's not me!
Takarada Rikka: Nope, definitely you! I want to eat normal rice meals for breakfast too, you know!
Rikka Mama: Oh, so you don't remember!?
Takarada Rikka: Huh!?
Rikka Mama: Didn't you say you don't want it because of all the carbs!?
Takarada Rikka: That was way back when I was twelve! It's ancient history by now!
Vit: Um... Excuse me...
Vit: Um... You two? A family argument in a school festival is quite unsightly, so...
Rikka and Mama: Could the suspicious intruder please not butt in!?
Rikka Mama: Oh, jeez... To think my daughter is turning out to be so selfish and unenthusiastic... How embarrassing! Hah, this ain't good!
Takarada Rikka: Oh c'mon, don't make a fuss like that! You're over forty now, for crying out loud!
Rikka Mama: What!? And why're you talking about my age now? It's not like I wanted to age past my prime, you know! I'm over forty just 'cause I've lived long enough! Besides, even you will be past forty one day, too!
Takarada Rikka: Gah... so loud! You're surprisingly sensitive about your age, you know that?
Rikka Mama: I'll have you know that even Angelina Jolie is over forty now!
Takarada Rikka: But you're not Angelina Jolie, mom.
Rikka Mama: I know! But it's like, if I'm Angelina Jolie, then dad's gotta be Brad Pitt, you know?
Takarada Rikka: I don't even know what you're talking about now!
Rikka Mama: Now wait... those two are already divorced, right?
Takarada Rikka: Hell if I know!
Rikka Mama: Ahh, jeez. I don't wanna move anymore. My legs are hurtin' real bad. Lemme just sit on the floor here.
Takarada Rikka: Huhhh?
Rikka Mama: I don't feel like moving ever again. Over forty and all that jazz now, you know? Sorry for aging past forty!
Takarada Rikka: Oh c'mon, stop it! Don't just sit here, of all places!
Rikka Mama: No!
Takarada Rikka: Oh jeez... you're such a handful!
Rikka Mama: So you know now? The embarrassment I felt when I was dealing with you. This is just about right.
Takarada Rikka: Gah, I know, I know! So just get up already!
Rikka Mama: Alright.
Takarada Rikka: Lemme just say... You're actually still beautiful, mom. Still lookin' young and all.
Rikka Mama: What the -- what's that all of a sudden -- hehheh...
Takarada Rikka: Now you're blushing? C'mon...
Rikka Mama: Right, so where should we go? Decide on one, Rikka-san.
Takarada Rikka: Eh, gimme a sec here...
Rikka Mama: Hmm?
Takarada Rikka: Then... wanna go check this out?
Rikka Mama: What's this?
Takarada Rikka: Bubble Tea, Class 1-B... Oh, they've got blueberry milk!
Rikka Mama: Er, I'm good.
Takarada Rikka: Why?
Rikka Mama: I mean, that sounds gross, doesn't it?
Takarada Rikka: Huh!?
Vit: This is kinda... Hmm... Like mother, like daughter, eh?
Takarada Rikka: I kinda like it this way though...
Rikka Mama: Huh?