Chapter 11 – Memories: Part 2
“Do you have any memories of your childhood Shion-san?”
“I should have some.”
As soon as she said that, her finger stopped on a certain photo.
“Ah.”
“Oh, I kept that because it was funny.”
Mao smiled playfully.
“Can you stop that? It brings back bad memories.”
“What is it?”
Because he rarely got to see Shion upset, Kyouya asked with great interest.
“Hey, look at this. Shion was really fat during middle school.”
“No wait, you’ve got the wrong ide-”
Shion tried to snatch the photo away, but Mao blocked her hand and showed the picture to Kyouya.
The girl in the image had a really flat face.
“Huh?”
It was unmistakable. The girl in the picture didn’t look like Shion. If this really was a picture from when she was fat, her face was so fat that it changed her facial structure.
“Were you 200 kilos then? Or was it 300?”
“Neither.”
Kyouya took a long hard look at Shion’s profile as she pouted off to the side.
He looked back and forth between the photo in front of him and Shion.
“Do you believe me?”
Kyouya was asked by Mao. He absentmindedly nodded his head.
“Is that so. So you do believe me. He believed it, Shii.”
Upon hearing that Kyouya believed it, Shion strangely relaxed suddenly.
“Was it disappointing?”
“Well, um, uhh…”
Kyouya was speechless.
He couldn’t understand why Shion was smiling.
Kyouya was shocked and surprised that Shion, who is so beautiful, was that fat in the past.
However, he felt that he had to say something to Shion, who was grinning to herself. This is a guy’s obligation.
“Well, um… how do I say this… It’s okay. It’s not about if you’re fat or skinny. And even then, now… now you’re really skinny.”
“I think I went on a diet. Yeah. A pretty strict one at that. I’m still trying to slim down even now.”
“I-I think that’s pretty amazing. No, uh, I didn’t mean to sound arrogant by that. Anything I say is just pointless flattery. But that’s what I really think…”
Said Kyouya, flustered.
“Pfft… kukukuku…”
Mao was sitting on a chair hugging her legs when she started to shake from giggling. Her feet soon started shaking back and forth.
Kyouya calmed down a bit. It seemed he was acting so panicked back there that it could get Mao to laugh at him that much.
“Everyone~ The tea is ready~”
Megumi brought some more tea over.
“Megumi-kun, look at how horrible I looked like in the past.”
“Aha. That was really popular back in the day. Taking pictures using the “slim mode” on a camera to appear fat. I know because Mao made me do it for her.”
“Huh?”
“Anyways, Shinomiya-kun, today we have tea from Nepal from a company called Ilam Valley. Doesn’t it taste like Darjeeling tea?”
“No, um…”
Kyouya looked at Megumi as she poured the tea in disbelief. He couldn’t believe what Megumi just said.
Mao chuckled.
She looked like she couldn’t bear it anymore.
“Ahh, this is too funny. You really will believe anything.”
“???”
“From the start, didn’t I say you had the wrong idea? Even then, you didn’t listen.”
While taking in the scent of the tea, Shion pointed a finger up and waggled it back and forth like a metronome.
“You’re hopeless. You caused this misunderstanding yourself. Even the Code of Hammurabi has this idea of self-retribution written down.”
Kyouya finally understood.
I’ve been tricked again! Everyone played a trick on me!
Sign: Continued
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