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“Shall I hear the details then?”
Ayaka, who had been sulking for a while, regained her composure and asked me a question while standing on the bed.
Her attitude was unbelievable for the woman who exposed her abomination earlier.
It seems like she’s going to push through and pretend it never happened.
Well, if it’s okay with her, I won’t say anything.
“I happened to run into Ken while I was away from home for a little while, and we had some rame, and–“
“Wait a minute.”
Ayaka puts her hand out in front of her, interrupting the conversation.
“Did you say ramen? Is that for dinner?”
“Yeah. That’s right.
“Just the two of you?”
“Just the two of us.”
There’s silence for a few seconds.
“…..air.”
“Eh?”
Ayaka is saying something while looking down.
I take a step forward and listen.
“It’s not fair ! What was that ! I’ve never had dinner with him !”
She says to me with tears in her eyes.
“I have no clue Why don’t you ask him out?”
“I can’t do that ! I’ve already established myself as the bratty little sister !”
Even if she told me that.
I sigh as I look at Ayaka, who is calling out, “It’s not fair!
I sigh when I see Ayaka yelling.
I sympathize with Ken, wondering why he was dealing with such a troublesome child.
“That doesn’t matter. I was also cocky. Even though we fought, we often went out to eat together.”
“What the heck ! That’s unforgivable ! You should commit seppuku ! Or rather, die !”
She is a foul-mouthed young lady.
But when I see her like this, I can’t help but think.
“You like Ken, don’t you?”
I asked her what she thought, and Ayaka stopped moving again.
Then she wipes her tears, stands up again, looks down at me, and says with a straight face.
“Huh? Of course not. Who would love a scum like that?”
Even after being seen at the scene and showing such blatant jealousy, she still refuses to admit her love for him.
If she is this stubborn, I respect her for coming full circle.
“Then what was that? I’m telling you, what you were doing was pretty gross.”
“I-it’s nothing. I was in the wrong room earlier ! I just didn’t notice it until you came in !”
If you’re going to tell a lie, you might as well tell a better one.
Her eyes are swimming and it’s obvious.
I felt sorry for her.
“Haa. Why don’t you go back to your room? I’ll use this room.”
“Huh? Why do you want to use Kenshiro’s room?”
“Because he gave me permission, and he told me to go here in the first place.”
“…Does that mean you’ll be resting your head on the pillow where Kenshiro usually rests his head?”
“Well, I guess so.”
The way she said it is kind of funny, but it’s not wrong.
“Does that mean you’ll be covering yourself with the futon that Kenshiro usually use?”
“Obviously. What’s with the question?”
“No, you can’t do that.”
She looked at me with a straight face and pitch-black eyes that had lost their light.
I flinched at the look in her eyes as I asked.
“Why?”
“It’s not normal ! It’s almost like you’re sleeping in Kenshiro’s arms !”
“H-huh !? How did you come up with that idea !”
I loudly refute her idea, which is so far-fetched.
“But it’s right ! Sleeping in a bed filled with Kenshiro’s scent…it’s so filthy ! Ha ! I can’t believe you have such a desire !?”
“No, I don’t !”
“Do you like Kenshiro !?”
“I-I don’t.”
I flinched at that question for a moment.
I don’t like him.
Ken is my brother and the person to whom I must atone for my sins.
That’s the way it should be.
“….Do you usually sleep on the futon of someone you don’t like?”
“That’s because we’re ex-siblings.”
“Hmm. Is that how it is? After three years as siblings?”
“…..Well, it is.”
Ayaka tilts her head to the side as I suddenly become quiet, but continues talking without pursuing anything in particular.
“Anyway. Anything that’s not good is no good.”
“Then what? Should I sleep on the sofa in the living room?”
“That’s not good either. Kenshiro often takes a nap on that sofa on his days off. It’s no different than this bed.”
I think this kid is seriously troublesome.
I feel like something will happen that can’t be undone someday…
“Then what should I do?”
“Sleep in my room.”
“I don’t mind. What about you?”
“I’ll sleep here.”
“That’s the worst thing you could do !”
Did she forget what she had just done?
It is most dangerous for Ayaka to sleep here.
“Huh? I’m the current owner of this house, though? I mean, I am the rule?”
A ridiculous outburst came out of her mouth, but I didn’t have the energy to argue anymore, so I accepted the suggestion.
Come to think of it, she wouldn’t do anything strange with a classmate in the house.
“Well, now that we’ve decided where we’re gonna sleep, I’m gonna take a bath. Don’t do anything rash and stay in my room. You can use the clothes in my room as you like. And don’t open the curtains on the bookshelf.”
With that, Ayaka headed for the bath.
She was lying on Ken’s bed with her body sweating from club activities….
After glancing once at Ken’s bed, I went into Ayaka’s room next door, my former room.
“….It’s quite a girly room, isn’t it?”
On the bed is a stuffed bear, and on the desk is a decorated photo frame with pictures of Ayaka and her friends from junior high school.
The photos of Ayaka in the frame are very different from the way she looks now.
Then there is a large bookshelf directly behind the desk.
It is curtained, so I cannot see what is inside, but it is human nature to want to look at it even when we are told not to.
I quietly open the curtain, pick up a book, and flip through the pages.
“Ah, I see.”
I gently close the book and return it to its original position.
Today alone, my impression of Ayaka has changed dramatically.
At school, she is a pretentious girl, hard on her older brother, and a closet pervert.
And….
I was allowed to use the change of clothes in Ayaka’s room, so I gratefully did.
Strangely tired, I quickly get into bed and go to sleep.
Although I was no longer in my room, I fell into the deepest sleep I have had in recent times.
The next morning, in return for the stay, I made breakfast.
As I was admiring how well I had done, Ayaka woke up and opened the door.
“Good morning. I made breakfast……what are you wearing?”
“Eh? What do you mean?”
Ayaka is wearing what is clearly Ken’s shirt, which is hiding his shorts.
I wonder if it’s called a boyfriend shirt.
For a moment it looks like she is not wearing them.
When I get to this point, I am overcome with shock and amazement.
“…..Anyway, I made breakfast. Do you want some?”
“Eh? You made this?”
It’s not so surprising.
I just grilled salmon, made miso soup and natto, and cooked rice.
Anyone could have done it.
“If you don’t want to eat it, put it in the fridge.”
Saying that, I prayed and began to eat.
Ayaka sat down across from me and began to eat as well.
“Yum !”
Ayaka said while holding her mouth.
It makes me happy to hear her say so.
Eating across from each other like this reminded me of the old days.
As I watched Ayaka eat with relish, I was immersed in memories.
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