Totsuka couldn't make up his mind and asked for my opinion instead.
I thought about it for a moment.
Both KTVs and arcades could help blow off some steam. Frantically picking songs by yourself, throwing back your head and howling at the top of your lungs until you worked up a sweat—that was definitely nice. But after singing five songs in a row, your throat and your spirit would both be completely drained. If an employee brought you a drink at that moment, the awkwardness would be impossible to describe. Besides, once you left after singing, you'd be hit by intense regret: What the hell was I doing...?
As for arcades, they were also pretty good for killing boredom, but the fighting game section had always been the domain of veterans. Ordinary people who played there would only get beaten to a pulp. Trivia games were quite fun, especially since online matches had become the current trend; players could even compete against challengers from all across the country. Fighting your way through the ranks while muttering, "Hmph, what a bunch of ignorant fools," was incredibly satisfying. Or you could play Shanghai Mahjong, challenge the Great Wall mode, then snap out of it and realize three hours had already passed. It was the best possible way to waste time. And afterward, the feeling of What the hell was I doing...? was equally wonderful.
The problem now was that no matter where we chose to go, it was destined to end with What the hell was I doing...?
KTV or arcade—which would I choose tonight? At that moment, I was faced with an ultimate decision worthy of an East-West cooking showdown. But this was Chiba, after all. It already had the perfect solution for occasions like this.
"Let's go to Mu Continent.