“Hm? Ayaka?”
While waiting for the train on the station platform, a handsome man with dyed brown hair talks to Ayaka.
He is probably a friend, judging from the way he talks to her.
“Akihiro !?”
“It’s been a long time ! Since graduating from junior high school? What’s with the guy beside you? Is he your boyfriend?”
“No, I’m–“
“No, no, no ! I don’t even know him !”
I don’t think that’s a very good excuse, and if he believes her, I’m in a lot of trouble…..
“You’re too panicky. Seriously? Ayaka, is this kind of guy your type?”
“L-like I said ! He’s not my—“
“Suh a shady guy (lol).”
Ayaka froze at those words.
“What a long bangs ! Can you see my face ~(lol)”
I don’t know why.
I don’t feel so offended even though I’m supposed to be dissed.
Maybe it’s because I’m usually told more annoying things.
“Let’s play with us, not with this loser. There are other guys over there too.”
“Shut up already.”
Interrupting the words of the boy named Akihiro, Ayaka said ina low, cold voice that I had never heard before.
Ayaka’s eyes were black as she looked at the man, as if she were looking at a piece of filth.
“A-Ayaka?”
It must have been a voice that Akihiro kun had never heard before.
He couldn’t hide his agitation.
“Kenshiro is not a loser, dorky guy like you, and he doesn’t have dorky brown hair and a hot temper like you.”
“W-what are you mad about?”
Ayaka answered in silence.
A few seconds later, the train arrives, and as she gets on, she tells Akihiro, who is standing there, unsure of what to do.
“Don’t ever talk to me again.”
“W-wait–“
Just as he is about to say something, the train doors close.
A silence falls between Ayaka and me.
“…..Who is he?”
The silence was somehow awkward, so I asked her what was bothering me.
“…..He’s my ex-boyfriend from junior high school.”
“Eh !? That guy?”
“Don’t ask any more questions. It’s my black history.”
Don’t be so mad.
It’s indeed pitiful.
Perhaps remembering his face, Ayaka’s anger doesn’t seem to subside.
“Don’t get so angry just because he’s talking to you. Akihiro kun has some lingering feelings for you.”
“That’s not what I’m angry about.”
“Then what are you mad about?”
“….About what he said about Kenshiro.”
“Huh?”
What did you say?
Did you say you were angry because he said something bad about me?
“What?”
Ayaka glared at me as I kept silent.
“No, I never thought you would say that.”
I was shocked, because I didn’t think that this line was coming from a woman who always hurled a barrage of abusive language at me.
“Wha !? T-that’s.”
Ayaka turns away and says shyly.
“It’s fine if I’m the one who’s saying it, but it makes me angry when other people say it.”
Hearing that, I could understand.
At the same time, I don’t think it’s something to be embarrassed about.
“Ayaka.”
I called Ayaka in a quiet voice.
“W-what is it?”
Ayaka was waiting for my words with a slightly nervous look on her face.
I said to her with a straight face.
“If that’s the case, then you’re a stranger too, so you shouldn’t say bad things about me.”
“Huh?”
Ayaka’s opinion is that it’s okay to talk bad about me if you’re a member of my family, but it’s not okay to talk bad about me if you’re a stranger.
If that’s the case, then Ayaka, who is just a sister in appearance and a stranger, shouldn’t say bad things about me either.
If you want to be logical, only my dad is allowed to say bad things about me.
“Well, it makes sense that you get angry when people say bad things to you. Be confident.”
Ayaka’s body trembled as I said the last part with a smile.
Apparently, she was moved by my words.
While I was thinking that, I suddenly felt a shock on my jaw.
I fell back.
Ayaka says while looking down at me, her face bright red.
“I’m your sister—-! !”
The screams made the passengers on the train jump on their shoulders.
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Why is she surprised? She’s done everything in her power to make sure he doesn’t want to even interact with her let alone consider her family. You can’t gut check someone every time you meet and expect them to be your best friend.