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I never wanted to know my real father.
My mother loved me.
She patted me on the head, took time off to visit me at school.
She held my hand when we walked together, and praised me when I did my best.
Even without my father, I was happy.
When I was 10 years old, we had an argument over a trivial matter.
It was so small that I can’t remember the reason.
I ran away from home while my mother was away for work.
I had nowhere to go, but I remembered the address my mother had given me to go to in case something happened to her, so I took the train and headed there.
It took about three hours to get there, and I arrived at my mother’s parents’ house.
I was nervous and happy at the same time in front of my grandparents’ house, which was the first time I had ever been there.
I pressed the intercom and a young man emerged from inside.
A young man looked at me and asked, [Where are you from?Are you lost?]
“N-nice to meet you ! My name is Hananoi Miyu, daughter of Hananoi Misaki !”
I introduced myself with a trembling voice.
At that moment, the young man’s gentle smile disappeared and he turned pale.
I learned about it later.
The young man was a 21-year-old college student at the time, my cousin, and my father.
(TL/N: What the actual…)
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Summer vacation was over and the second semester began.
The first week was a period of three-party interviews, with classes ending by noon.
Students who did not have an interview had two choices: go to club activities or go home, and could not remain in the classroom.
Three days into the second semester, today is the day of the meeting between Ayaka and me.
Until it was time to go home, Ayaka and I had to wait in the library.
“Ah, I hate interviews.”
Ayaka said languidly as she plopped down on the desk.
“Was your score really that bad?”
“It’s not that big of a deal, but they would like to know how I live my life during summer vacation.”
“I went to club activities, so there wasn’t that much of a problem.”
“I’m a good kid at school, so I don’t want people to know that I’ve been slacking off.”
Judging by the way she is currently slacking off in the library, I’m sure it’s no different at school.
There is nothing to worry about.
The one to watch out for in terms of sloppiness is Fuyusaki.
Is her room still a mess?
I can picture Fuyusaki’s face along with the scenery of the room I saw in the past.
At the same time, I remember the incident at the beach and my face gets a little hot.
(Seriously, what was she trying to do…?)
After that, I have been a little awkward with Fuyusaki.
My classmates don’t even notice that Fuyusaki and I talk a lot, so I don’t have to worry about some weird misunderstanding…
While I was thinking, I noticed Ayaka staring at me.
“…..What is it?”
“Nothing. I just thought her face was kind of dirty. What are you thinking?”
“…..Nothing.”
Not wanting to be pried into too much, I replied without hesitation.
“….Creep.”
I haven’t heard her swear in a long time, but I really am a creepy guy, so I can’t say anything back.
“….I’m gonna get a drink.”
I couldn’t stand the strange silence, so I got up from my seat, and for some reason Ayaka followed me.
“Why are you following me?”
“I was gonna ask you to buy me a drink.”
“You brat.”
“A brother is obligated to buy his sister a drink.”
I was stunned that Ayaka could come up with a theory that I had never heard before.
Arguing with each other is troublesome, so we both head to the vending machine to buy him something around 100 yen.
When we reached the stairs to go down to the first floor, the woman came up the stairs.
The woman turned her head to look at me and spotted me.
“Kenshiro?”
Ayaka tilts her head at me as if she was a snake staring at me.
“It’s been a while. Kenshiro kun.”
While Ayaka is looking at her, the woman starts to talk.
Ayaka couldn’t hide her confusion at the woman who suddenly said my name.
“……It’s been a while.”
My voice was so shaky that even you could tell it was coming from me.
I was breathing a little more heavily than usual.
“I can see that you’ve grown up. You look much more mature than you did back then. But–”
The woman’s mouth formed an arc.
I couldn’t help but find it eerie.
“But your heart is still the same as it was then. Vulnerable and lovely.”
With that, she takes a step forward.
The sound of her footsteps made me jump.
“U-um !”
The woman’s face is a little bit darker than the rest of us.
“I’m sorry, but Kenshiro doesn’t seem to be feeling well. Excuse us !”
After saying that, Ayaka takes my hand and starts to run.
I feel a nasty look on my back.
Hananoi Misaki, the woman with the crazy smile on her face, was staring at me without breaking her smile.
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