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It has been a week since the filming was done.
There was a wrap up party with the people involved in the filming, school was in session, and there was a mixture of a bit of busyness and a sense of freedom.
It was the first day off in a long time, so I was spending a comfortable lunchtime at home.
“Hey, Nee san.”
“Hmm? What is it? Ah, put the pizza that just arrived on the table.”
My sister was busy going back and forth between the kitchen and the living room. For some reason, she was wearing a hat that resembled a birthday clown.
On the table, there was chicken, sushi, salad, and a lunch that looked more like a party than the holiday meal.
“No, it’s fine to put it all on the table, but….what? Is it someone’s birthday?”
“Does it look like it?”
“It looks like it.”
It is a luxury that does not seem like a day off lunch.
“Ehehe, I wanted to celebrate Aoi kun’s hard work.”
I see.
So that’s why she’s been calling with a delivery flier in her hand all day today.
I can feel that she wants to celebrate, even though it is not handmade at all.
“But we just celebrated the filming the other day. Well, I’m happy you did this, but…”
“I didn’t get to celebrate ! I wasn’t invited !”
Of course, they don’t invite people who have nothing to do with the film.
“I really wish those guys were with us. They are so heartless, they have to go to work today, too.”
My sister, who had become so impolite as to refer to her own parents as ‘those guys’ , brought a whole cake from the kitchen.
Should I comment on that?
“….Even so, that’s a lot.”
I’m happy she did that.
But the amount of food spread out in front of me is clearly more than enough for two people.
Perhaps she’s thinking of giving them to Mom and Dad, although it’ll be leftovers.
That’s not really nice.
“Eh? Isn’t it not much?”
“Really?”
I see, so it wasn’t the case, but simply a misjudgment of my stomach.
I was a little relieved. I was a little worried about her mind, though.
“No, no, I can’t eat this much food normally–“
Just as I was about to say that, the intercom rang.
Had the food my sister had ordered arrived again?
I headed for the front door and opened it, wondering if I could somehow cancel the order.
Then, what appeared at the doorway was not a person from the restaurant…..but two familiar girls.
“Hello, Misaki san.”
“I’m here, Aoi.”
“……Why are you here?”
I didn’t have any particular plans, and I’m sure I didn’t give them my address.
No, I’m happy to see the two of them even on my days off……Sakura’s plain clothes are cute.
“I was invited by your sister. Something like, [I want to have a celebration party, so come !] and she contacted me.”
“Oh, so that’s why.”
That’s why there were so many dishes.
I mean, when did she exchange contact with Kisara? Does my sister have that power of communication?
“Um, am I bothering you?”
“No, that’s not true. It’s just that I hadn’t heard anything from that foolish sister.”
Sakura patted down her chest.
Thinking that she would not be welcome after coming all the way here….I guess she was relieved that something like that didn’t happen.
It was impossible for me to refuse Sakura.
“Come in for the time being. I don’t want to stand around talking too much.”
“If that’s the case, I’ll come in.”
“Then, excuse me.”
With that said, they walked past me and went straight inside.
(By the way……I never thought Sakura would come to my house.)
I have to thank my sister for this. Thank you, Nee san.
“Ah, long time no see, Kisara chan !”
I heard such a voice from the living room.
When I returned to the living room, my sister was holding Kisara’s hand with a happy expression on her face.
“It’s been a while, Misaki san.”
“It’s been a while since the filming of Ajimaro~!”
“Um, nice to meet you. My name is Sakura Hiiyo.”
Beside her, Sakura bowed her head in a small, slightly nervous manner.=
Greetings are important when meeting someone for the first time.
“I’m Yua, Aoi kun’s fiancée !”
Excuse me, can someone please give me brass knuckles?
The purpose is to hit my sister’s head for relationship fraud.
“Fiancee……?”
“No, Sakura. She’s unmistakably my sister.”
“O-of course ! She’s not your fiancée, right !?”
Sakura looks more relieved than she did at the door.
Was there anything that made her feel so relieved?
“……Hey, Hiiyo.”
“What is it?”
“Could it be, you……:
On the other hand, Kisara looked at Sakura with a quizzical look.
It’s definitely because of my silly sister that her expression changes from just this conversation.
“Well, it’s fine. I can ask you later.”
“Hm? What is it about?”
Sakura tilted her head at Kisara’s reaction.
Even so, Kisara didn’t answer anything in particular and put her bag nearby.
“The two of you, thank you for coming today !”
She brought a cup of tea from the refrigerator and thanked them both.
If you served the tea, you should probably serve the cups as well. I should prepare chopsticks and small plates for the number of people.
I thought so and headed for the kitchen.
“No, thank you very much for inviting me. I’m not from the same production as you two.”
“No, it’s okay ! I heard from Aoi kun that Kisara chan had finished another film too, right? Then we should celebrate together !”
“Me too, thank you very much for today.
“Hiiyo chan and Aoi kun should also celebrate together, so don’t worry about it～! I want to thank you for taking care of Aoi kun, so I want to do this much.”
……I feel like my sister’s pure smile is dazzling.
Even though I’m just putting a cup on the tray, it feels strangely embarrassing or warms my heart. It’s a strange feeling.
“Come on, sit down, sit down ! Eat a lot today !”
I put the cup on the tray and headed for the table.
Perhaps because they knew each other, Kisara sat down in line with my sister.
But–
“Sakura, you’re not sitting down?”
“No……”
When she looked a little thoughtful, Sakura suddenly turned to me.
“Which side will Misaki san sit on?”
“Hm? Well, I’m going to sit in the extra spot.”
It doesn’t matter where I sit, and I thought I’d sit on a chair that was left over after everyone sat down.
It would be natural to let the guests sit first.
“I see. Then, could you please sit here? I’d like to sit beside you.”
“Yes !?”
I almost dropped my tray.
“You’ve really become defiant, or rather…… you really did that in front of me.”
“Ah, so that’s what you meant when you said that earlier. Fufu, I’ll leave it to your imagination.”
“Oho? Aoi kun, could it be that you’ve become a popular property?”
While I was surprised by Sakura’s statement, the three of them showed their respective reactions.
My sister tilts her head, Sakura smiled meaningfully, and Kisara is glaring at Sakura for a moment…I don’t think it’s a celebration atmosphere at all.
“I don’t really understand, but let’s eat it quickly. If it cools down, it won’t taste good.”
“That’s true.”
“Right, let’s not do that right now.”
“Okay !”
I sat down in front of Kisara, as if I was going to conform to Sakura’s wishes for the time being.
Next, Sakura sat down next to Kisara, and my sister sat down next to Kisara.
“Then, anyway—“
When I saw that everyone had filled their cups, I lifted mine up.
“Cheers !”
[ [ [Cheers ! ! !] ] ]
A high-pitched sound and a voice like that echoed through the living room.
—For the second time in my life I had to start over.
One day on that road, the scene unfolded before me.
My sister who was always kind to me, Kisara who even patted me on the back and cheered me on.
“Fufu, it’s delicious, Misaki san.”
And then there’s Sakura, who smiles at me.
In my first life, I never thought I would be able to witness such a scene.
I was timid, gloomy, unable to communicate with anyone, and regretful all my life.
I have yet to become a man who can stand alongside Sakura.
Still, I’m more than happy with this sight…..and this moment with Sakura sitting beside me.
“Yeah, right.”
Someday, I want to be the kind of man that Sakura likes.
That’s why, for the second time in my life—I’m going to keep working hard.
That’s why I think this is the restart of my youth.
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Okay…. A bit pissed how this ends without them in a proper relationship.
Nonetheless, it was a good read.