Chapter 6 – The Anticipated Christmas
Elegant singing voices resounded between the school buildings in the morning.
Takanashi Sora stood in the center of the choir consisting of over ten people.
The one in charge of conducting was Okae Kiyomi, while Hanamura Youko was in charge of the accompaniment.
Sora was in charge of the soprano part, and the entire structure of the song was centered on her as well.
Looking at his beautiful classmate doing her best to sing with her face red in shyness, Maeshima Daiki’s gaze was filled with admiration. Although Daiki was usually clumsy, he still took on the role of a part leader with his profound timbre.
The resonating harmony and the refreshing melody resounded in the music room—
“Okay! Stop, stop! Takanashi-san!”
“Y- Yes!”
Sora’s body shook in shock and froze right on the spot as Kiyomi called her name all of a sudden.
“Seriously, you don’t need to be so nervous. When you’re starting the solo, and when your solo is ending, your voice is just too tense. Be more confident and sing it out loudly!”
“Sorry.”
Although Sora felt downcast, she still understood why Kiyomi said so.
When she sang along with the voices around her in harmony, she wouldn’t feel too nervous as she was not alone. That made Sora feel quite relaxed.
But when she entered the solo, only she was left. Although the accompaniment tune was still playing, if she goes out of tune even slightly, it would turn into a fatal wound that anyone could find out. Similarly, when the song returns to the choir part, as she felt much relieved, her voice would turn softer than before, or would be unable to sing properly.
“Your voice is there. You just need some courage!”
With a majestic pose, Kiyomi pointed at Sora with her conducting baton.
“You must have the self-consciousness that you are very cute! You’re really cute! Super cute!”
“E- E- Ehhhhh!?”
Is this a new way of making fun of people? Thinking of that, Sora’s face reddened in an instant.
“Hold your head high! Show me your confidence! Cute girls are invincible!”
“B- Buchou! Aren’t you making Takanashi even more nervous like this! You’re just too insensitive!”
Unusually, Daiki said something constructive, while Shuuji and Youko unusually agreed and nodded as well.
“Who’s insensitive! Maeshima, isn’t your tone unsteady halfway through as well! Don’t just sing in an unbearably loud voice just because you’re unbelievably dumb!”
“W- What do you mean by that! Didn’t you say that my voice is reliable just yesterday!”
“Yesterday is yesterday! Today is today!”
Kiyomi firmly shifted her gaze upwards while arguing unreasonably.
“It’s just a few days away from Christmas! There’s no time for us to dilly-dally anymore! Okay! Youko-san, let’s start! We’re starting from the very beginning!”
The accompaniment tune rang again.
Sora breathed in deeply. After all, her family would be there.
She definitely wanted them to see her best side.
And also…… A certain scene surfaced in Sora’s mind, for instance, the scene of Raika and Yuuta standing side by side in the kitchen.
An emotion that was similar to anger boiled in Sora’s heart, filling her thoughts.
The bento as well, I’m definitely not yielding!
Although I’m not as good as Oba-san at cooking, and not as beautiful as Raika-san, but as the eldest sister of the Takanashi family, the one best at helping out Onii-chan is definitely me!
Because it must be me! Such strong thoughts caused Sora’s gaze to be filled with energy.
“…… Aha, you’re getting more energetic. Good, good.”
Sora’s appearance caused Kiyomi to be satisfied, while Daiki and co. looked at them in slight worry.
Since it already reached the countdown stage to Christmas, I continued to go forward while being immersed in cooking, reports and shopping. The cooking would be for Hina’s bento, and to improve our meals. The reports included the parts that I had to redo and the topics for New Year as well. On the other hand, the shopping was done to choose presents for the three sisters, senpai and the others.
Regarding the cooking part, I fell in dispute with Sora-chan, who just wouldn’t give in for some reason, while Oba-san started to teach us while adjusting to the time Sora-chan was available.
It couldn’t be helped. If the classes were only held in the day, it would definitely be more advantageous to me. Since Oba-san is a person who values equality, she wished to teach us at the same pace. As Oba-san’s attitude softened slightly, it felt like the relationship between Sora-chan and Oba-san was much more harmonious. That could be said to be a blessing in disguise, I suppose.
In contrast, Raika-san volunteered to be my cooking teacher for the extremely simple reason of being ‘very free’. In many aspects, it was quite a pleasing development to me.
Although we could already fetch Hina by ourselves in our current state, Shiori-chan still volunteered to help. Thanks to her, I could focus on cooking and my reports even more.
Just like that, Raika-san and I were headed towards a propositional challenge.
“Yuuta, why don't you try this?”
“Raika-san, thank you.”
I tasted a mouthful of the hamburger steak with tomato sauce that Raika-san made.
With a slightly sour taste that was accompanied with garlic, it was a top-notch dish that would make people sink in its delicious taste. Even if one serves this at a high-class hotel, probably, nobody would have anything to say as well. I knew that Raika-san’s cooking skills were good, but the level of her skill was just too shocking……
“It tastes good, very good……”
I frankly spoke out my thoughts, but Raika-san still stared unblinkingly at my eyes.
“But there’s something wrong?”
“…….. Yeah. Isn’t it supposed to be sweeter? Anyway, we don’t need to be so concerned about this, since it’s an ordinary homemade dish after all. Both the hamburger steak and the tomato sauce is too formal……”
“Is that so? That’s hard……”
With a poker face as usual, Raika-san said with her hands crossed.
“I’m sorry. I know that a request like this without even preparing a sample is too much.”
“That’s fine, I’ll try other ways.”
Raika-san’s expression did not have an ounce of change, and just stood before the minced meat once more.
We used daytime to make hamburger steak.
Actually, not only hamburger steak, but spaghetti, kinpira, tatsuta-age, dried meat and so on.
Which would be, the various dishes that Nee-san once made for my bento.
Hina has only one wish, which would be ‘Mama’s bento’.
When I think about it, no, even if I don’t think about it, I should know that that should be so.
However, Nee-san isn’t here anymore.
I don’t even know how Nee-san learnt her cooking skills.
In fact, when we lived together, there was a period of time when I kept tasting terrible cooking, but in a flash, Nee-san’s cooking suddenly turned for the better, and I don’t remember having any problems about food ever again.
Right now, the most important thing is the taste that could once be tasted every day.
And the person most suitable for this would naturally be me, as I tasted Nee-san’s cooking the longest.
It was in line with my aim of not increasing Sora-chan’s burden as well, and could aptly be described as a mission.
However, the inadequacies regarding the technical aspect was rather hard to overcome…… I wanted to ask for Oba-san’s assistance at first, but unexpectedly, Oba-san was hesitant of the request.
“I can help you, but remaking it is quite difficult, because I almost never ate Yuri-san’s cooking…… Besides, the ones that I make are self-learnt homemade dishes, so it’s hard to say if I can help out regarding this matter.”
Even so, Oba-san still continued to teach us, as though she was Sora-chan and my tutor.
And that moment, the person who promised to help out was Raika-san. After listening to me speak of the situation, she agreed to help without further ado.
“I once went for cooking lessons and bridal training. Quite experienced.”
Raika-san spoke with her poker face on, making me quite grateful. And of course, I had another helper as well.
“Mmm~ This is the taste of porcino mushroom, right? How exquisite.”
That person would be the ikemen making green pepper meatloaf at a side with a smile on his face, Nimura.
“Oda-senpai, can I eat some?”
“Please. Remember to put the rest into the fridge.”
Nimura directly started to eat the hamburger steak with tomato sauce. His exceptionally good-looking appearance just by standing there annoyed me to no end. I want to be a handsome man from birth as well…
“The tomato sauce is top-notch as well. Is consommé added as well? Is it fond de veau?”
“It’s dashi that I made from vegetables. Mirepoix of vegetables with skin. Hina’s health comes first.”
A conversation that only masters of cooking could understand. Looking at their unexpectedly happy look made me feel fortunate as well.
After Oba-san’s special training, I could already handle small jobs. So, different from the previous times, my handling of the ingredients, such as cutting the vegetables, was brought into play.
I’m not talking nonsense. My cabbage could be shredded to units of two centimeters, while I could slice off the skin of an apple without the skin breaking as well. Don’t tell me that even a primary school student knows this. I really gave it my all.
Apart from that, my most important job would be to provide insight and trying the food.
“How about this? Have you thought of anything?”
It was already the umpteenth time Nimura asked the question.
“Mnnn~ It feels like it should be a simpler taste…… This is more like something that could be found at high-class restaurants. Nee-san is more like a master who can cook good food very quickly.”
“Simple, quick. Got it.”
Raika-san seemed to have thought of something, and stared at the hamburger steak.
“Not using grinded toast powder, but normal flour, quick. Using only pepper and salt as seasoning, simple.”
…… Although it was quite accurate, it felt like there should be much more of a difference. You don’t need to think so logically, Raika-san.
“Remaking a homemade flavor is quite hard……”
“Yeah…… I never thought that it would be so troublesome as well.”
I sighed. I really wanted to viciously slap my then self who didn’t help Nee-san cook.
Just when we were doing things like that, the ingredients were all used up.
I went to a supermarket nearby to stock up. Although I felt somewhat bad for asking them to help out from making the dishes to guarding my house, I just couldn’t poof out dishes repeatedly like them, so that couldn’t be helped at all.
As soon as I walked out of the entrance, I saw a familiar high school girl in front of her house.
“Ah…… Sora-chan’s uncle.”
“Shiori-chan, isn’t it about time for you to remember my name by now? I’m Yuuta. Yuuta.”
I’m really being looked down on.
“Ah…… W- Well then…… Um…… Yuuta-san?”
“Yes, yes. Remember that.”
Seeing Shiori-chan with her face red, I didn’t think much of it and just nodded while speaking.
“It seems like your house is quite crowded today as well. Is anyone fetching Hina-chan today?”
“Ah, there’s no problem for today. Some of my friends came to hang out. I’ll fetch her as soon as it’s four.”
“Is that so? What a pity.”
Oh, it seems like she became more direct. Her somewhat shy smile was a different kind of cuteness compared with the three sisters.
“Please send my regards to your mother.”
When I waved my hands, planning to leave, I was unexpectedly called by Shiori-chan.
“W- Wait a minute! Can I have a moment of your time?”
Shiori-chan breathed in deeply and looked around for a moment.
“Um…… I- Is there…… anything I can…… help out with right now?”
It was quite an unexpected request.
“W- Why……? Is anything wrong?”
“Nothing! If you don’t need help with anything, that’s fine as well!”
Shiori-chan’s whole face was red for some reason, and looked as though she wanted to run away.
Although I wasn’t sure of the reason, her panicked look was different from the feeling that she gives off, and was strangely cute.
That moment, I suddenly thought of something.
“Shiori-chan, if I mention your mother’s homemade dishes…… What would you think of?”
Seeing Shiori-chan’s confused look, I explained the reason to her in simple, concise terms.
That day, Miu chose a longer path to walk home from school. She did not use the original path that would take ten minutes on foot, but waltzed to a shop selling imported accessories. It was a shop selling goods with reasonable prices that Miu liked quite a lot.
The shop employees admired Miu’s bright appearance as well, and often gave her some discounts, and would particularly give away samples to Miu when new stocks were in.
They seemed to think that allowing the beautiful blonde girl who is famous around that area to wear them would achieve a promotional effect.
“Welcome. What are you looking for today?”
A female employee that Miu knew well greeted her. Her red and white clothes seemed to be worn for the festive feeling of Christmas.
“I’m looking for presents. Um…… How many do I need again……”
Miu counted with her fingers. Sora, Hina and Yuuta must of course be included, and then there would be Oba-san, Raika-san, Nimura-san, Shiori-san, Shiori-san’s mother, and a certain club president that she supposed she should count in……
“Wow, you need quite a lot this year. Are you having a party?”
With a smile, the female employer picked out a few products suitable as presents. She was right. Before the previous year, Miu only bought presents for her family. Although something that was quite sorrowful happened that year, the people she had to give presents to increased instead.
This fact caused a hint of warmth to arise in Miu’s heart.
It was the same for Hina’s Shichi-Go-San. That day, although Hina did not have the company of her mother, similar to Miu, she still looked rather happy.
Miu had completely no memory of the Shichi-Go-San when she was three. There weren’t any photos at home, while Miu never asked her father about that as well. And when she was seven, she celebrated the festival with Yuri-san.
What kind of clothes do you want to wear? Yuri-san, who asked Miu that question, made a dress with a lot of laces for Miu, after she told her that she wanted ‘A dress like Cinderella’s’. Miu still remembered that.
Before the shrine that had a lot of beautiful clothing dominated by kimonos, Miu looked exceptionally dazzling as she was dressed up like a princess.
It was a rather happy memory.
However, that important person isn’t here anymore. Even though the sense of loneliness never disappeared from her heart, the thing that she should do is to continue with her life with a smile. That was what Miu thought.
Because the elders of our family are too strict…… In various aspects.
Miu smiled, as though she was tossing away the numerous thoughts surging in her heart.
“Yeah! There’s going to be a party. Please pick presents that would surprise everyone!”
The female employer triumphantly gave Miu the thumbs up, and generously gave her discounts as well.
Hina was waiting for people to bring her home from the kindergarten.
Although it was rather cold outdoors, the playroom was quite warm. Waiting there before their parents finish working could almost said to be these children’s job. Even though there were a few friendly caretaking teachers keeping Hina company, it was inevitable that she would feel slightly sad seeing her friends going home one after another with their family.
“Hina, what’s wrong?”
“Nnn~ Nothing~”
The one playing with Hina was Katsuya. Although her Oi-tan didn’t seem to like him, to Hina, he was a friend who accompanied her most often when the kindergarten reached closing time, and a close friend who would occasionally be taken care of by the Kitahara family as well.
“Hey, Hina. It’s so good to be you.”
Katsuya said all of a sudden.
“Why?”
“Only Daddy and Mommy fetches me home, but there are so many people to fetch Hina home.”
“Eh? Really?”
Hina asked with her head tilted. To the children at the kindergarten, it was a given that parents couldn’t fetch them because of work, so Hina’s condition of her parents not fetching her was thought to be because they were ‘always working’ as well.
It wasn’t because Yuuta and the others explained to Hina like that, but due to the fact that ‘not fetching’ was synonymous to ‘working’ at the kindergarten. For a family with working parents, the children would often wait a long time before their family fetches them, just like Katsuya.
“But, I think it’s better to be Kacchan. Because, your Papa and Mama always comes.”
“Eh—? But, but, Hina always goes home first.”
Hina was surprised by his words. When even Shiori is included, Hina might be going home from the kindergarten unexpectedly early.
“Oh. Being Hina is better, huh?”
“Nn, yes, yes.”
A smile lit Hina’s face. She felt happy for being praised, and Hina understood that the somewhat blunt Katsuya tried to cheer her up by doing so as he saw that nobody came to fetch her after so long.
“Thank you~ Kacchan.”
“Hehe! Why?”
With a triumphant smile, Katsuya suddenly saw a marking on the calendar and said as though he suddenly thought of something:
“That’s right, Hina, what did you ask from Santa Claus? He’ll come to the kindergarten as well!”
“Eh! Santa Claus will come!?”
Hina started to ponder what she should ask for when Santa Claus arrives.
“Hehe, I have a good idea. Let’s write a letter to Santa Claus!”
The kindergarten teacher who heard the two’s conversation prepared drawing papers and crayons for them, and thus the children who were left at the kindergarten continued to think hard on what they wanted from Santa Claus.
The instant Hina took the paper, she immediately started to write without hesitation.
To Hina, there was only one thing that she wanted.
I, who bought a large amount of items to experiment on the cooking and also ingredients for dinner, was walking on the road back home.
Buying things used up quite a lot of time, and it was about time for me to fetch Hina.
The kindergarten teacher had already remembered me, and she knew that our family is somewhat of a special case as well, so she was especially helpful to us.
I never thought that there would be a registration system for those who wanted to fetch children home from kindergarten. In this era, even when a grandmother related by blood wished to fetch a child, it seemed like kindergartens won’t immediately allow that without confirmation. I heard that there were cases of kindergartens being affected by parents in the process of divorce due to parentship rights.
However, the rule was meaningless to us, as we requested beforehand for the kindergarten to allow everyone in our family, Oba-san and Shiori-chan’s family to fetch Hina home. Although that seemed to be a special case, the kindergarten still agreed to our request.
“Oh, Hina, there’s someone to fetch you.”
A beautiful, friendly kindergarten teacher called Hina.
“Oi-tan!”
Hina energetically pounced onto me. Ah~ Happiness!
“Hina, were you a good girl today as well?”
“Nnn! Oi-tan! Hina wrote a letter to Santa Claus today!”
“Oh! Really! Where’s the letter? Let Oi-tan post it for you right away!”
It was good news indeed. Although a bunny doll was the prime candidate, if I could see Hina’s request for Santa Claus for certain, obliging to the request would be much easier. Good job, kindergarten.
“Hoho! We will only hand the letter to the guardian during the Christmas party.”
There was a mischievous smile on the teacher’s face. S- Seriously?
“It is the Director’s policy that parents should think more of this, so he wishes for the parents to compare the answers only then.”
Ngh…… So is this the legendary Guardians’ Training!? How regretful……
“Oi-tan, let’s go home! Hina is hungry!”
“Okay! After going home, we’ll have dinner made by Raika-san and Nimura, and it’ll be so much that you can’t finish them!”
“Eh? That’s gweat!”
The adorable Hina pranced around happily like a bunny. Being able to express one’s feelings frankly is a good thing as well.
However, I somehow felt that another problem regarding Christmas stacked up.
There was another visitor at the Takanashi residence that day.
“Why! Why why why! Oda-kun! Nimura-kun! Why am I the only one who cannot enter!”
“Because the house owner isn’t present.”
“Because we were requested to look after the house.”
The person expressing his dissatisfaction at the doorstep was Shuntarou Sako.
“Isn’t this the same as treating me as a suspicious person! Don’t you two trust me at all?! I lowered my head to the professors in humility for Segawa-kun’s sake to collect those reports! I know that I am unable to help out in cooking, so it can’t be helped that I wasn’t invited, but at least let me visit!”
“What should we do?”
Raika asked Nimura with a poker face.
“…… Um, we’d better not. If incidents like one of Miu-chan’s panties gets missing after he goes home occur, the members of Roary would definitely be forbidden to visit.”
“…… Kaichou, dirty.”
“W- Wait! Wait a minute! N- Nimura-kun! The development of being judged to be guilty when a crime has yet to be committed should not be allowed in a democratic country where a jury system is starting to be used.”
“…… Has yet to be?”
“Ahhhhh! Oda-kun! Exploiting flaws in one’s usage of words is just too despicable! I- I just…… want to bring this over!”
Sako, who looked sad for being isolated, took out a certain item.
“Ah…… This is……!”
And Sako was indeed holding something that would be needed in his hands.
Sora was still in her special training at school.
Although she was quite mindful of the matter of the bento, she couldn’t be careless with her club as well. After all, the solo part was to be the climax of the concert.
“It just feels somewhat imperfect.”
The club president, Kiyomi, hugged her arms solemnly, while Sora agreed with her as well.
“Why, I wonder. It just feels like your original potential hasn’t been expressed.”
When the other members had returned, the trio that included Youko remained at school to continue practice, but for some reason, Kiyomi wore an expression of being unable to accept Sora’s singing voice.
Youko could understand Kiyomi’s dissatisfaction, and knew that Sora was trying hard to practice as well. The mature girl suddenly let out a sigh and stood up in front of the piano.
“Sora-san, do you like to sing?”
The sudden question caused Sora to be somewhat confused. She never thought that the matter would suddenly return to such a basic question.
“E- Erm…… Y- Yes.”
Although Sora’s voice diminished involuntarily, her words were true.
“Well then…… For whom do you sing for?”
“…… Eh?”
“Basically, songs are sung for certain people. I just feel that the current Sora-chan seems to be spinning around by herself.”
“Ah……”
Sora felt as though the problem in her heart was seen through…… Really? That might have been so.
“Nnn. And also, we wanted you to have the solo part, and it’s not like you snatched the part forcibly, so you can just relax a bit.”
Kiyomi added thoughtfully, while Sora lowered her head in embarrassment.
Both the matters about her family and her club wasn’t forced on her by anyone, so perhaps she really did worry too much about them?
When Sora stood up once again from her shame, she told Kiyomi and Youko with her head lowered:
“Please allow me to try again.”
Even if that was really true, no matter what the original reason was, the one who decided to do it was she herself.
Facing Sora’s reaction that was unclear whether she did understand or not, the two gave a wry smile at the same time—
A beautiful singing voice rang in the music room once again along with a gentle accompaniment.
“Ah, it started again. Takanashi…… Her voice is really beautiful.”
“Yeah, Speaking of which, Daiki, isn’t it about time for you to go back as well? It turned cold already.”
As a large crowd would make Sora nervous, Daiki and Shuuji were chased out of the music room.
Although Shuuji wished to go home earlier as well, Daiki didn’t seem to want to leave the singing voice.
“Just a moment, a moment more would be enough.”
Through the window separating the music room and the corridors, Daiki spied on Sora’s silhouette while trying not to be noticed.
Sora, who was focused on the concert, looked like the most beautiful girl in the world in Daiki’s eyes.
The sweet and sour emotions that welled up in his heart and the coming Christmas caused him to be extremely excited.
“I say…… Takanashi…… What would she like? And what kind of present would she want……”
At least, I want to give her a present like Santa Claus. Just thinking of that is okay, isn’t it? Daiki thought in his heart.
Cheering for the beautiful girl who always worked hard and stirred up sympathy in people’s hearts.
“…… Actually, Takanashi-san seemed to have chatted with Hanamura-san about cooking. They seemed to be talking about food in bento that mothers make. You do remember Hina-chan, whom we had seen some time before this, right? Takanashi-san seems to be having a headache about her little sister’s bento. And her mother isn’t here anymore as well……”
Just hearing that caused Daiki to be unable to contain himself. He recalled the two cute younger sisters of the Takanashi family, the three sisters who never forgot to smile even though they were facing a cruel predicament.
“Bento, huh……”
Daiki’s words caused a bad feeling to arise in Shuuji’s heart.
When we reached home, what awaited us was the cooking that Raika-san and Nimura worked hard to make.
And also, Sako-senpai, who appeared from god knows when.
“Wow, wow! Is Raika-chan a magician!?”
“Only for Hina, I can use any magic no matter what it is.”
The voracious three year old whose eyes sparkled due to the plentiful cooking before her eyes and the striking beauty who couldn’t contain herself whenever she sees cute things embraced each other. Although it was quite a nice scene, Sako-senpai, who was on the floor, was seriously an eyesore.
“Senpai, why are you sitting on the floor?”
“…… They did not allow me to leave their range of vision, but since it’s better than standing outdoors in December to await your return, this is still acceptable. In any case, I have already heard of your predicament. It seems to be quite troublesome.”
“Nnn…… Ah! Don't talk about this over here, Hina will hear it.”
“But of course, I, Shuntarou Sako, definitely won’t do anything to spoil a young girl’s happiness!”
Hmm…… That’s true.
“Disregard those matters for the moment. Actually, I have something to discuss with Segawa-kun who is held in high regard as the future leader of us Roary. I have come today just for this reason.”
Sako-senpai approached while kneeling on the floor and came closer to my ears. It felt extremely disgusting.
“I- Is there anything wrong?”
“What are you saying! Do you even need to ask? It’s regarding Christmas, of course. About the Christmas present that Miu-sama wishes to have, do you have any information about that? Do not worry, I will not forget you for this. I have here a photo album of Oda-kun at a swimming pool when she was still a first year…… What do you think?”
…… Senpai, this is an underground deal! I cannot do a thing like this.
“What is the resolution? I’ll have to take a look at that first.”
Whoops! Uh oh, I mixed up the things that I could only think in my heart and what I should have said.
“Fufufu! You’re really quite sly as well. Very well, from the SD card, I shall first……”
“W- Wait a minute! No, that’s not it! I’m being troubled over the three sisters’ presents as well!”
“Sheesh, you’re really useless. Segawa-kun, for what did you live together with them?”
At least, I didn’t do it to expose information about Miu-chan to Sako-senpai.
“Ah~…… The present that would make Miu-sama and Hina-sama the happiest must be given by me and only me. To express my undivided loyalty, I should order a gown suitable for Miu-sama……”
“Um…… I think Miu-chan should be a more practical person.”
It’s like that in reality as well. When I think about it, I have never heard of Miu-chan making stubborn requests. Even if she said that she wanted to eat sushi, we would just go to sushi-go-round shops at most, and it might have been at some cheaper restaurants. Even if she asked for pocket money, that money would later turn into expenses for dinner as well.
She’s a thoughtful child….. As Miu-chan’s appearance was quite striking, it might not be easy to see it, but I think she is a very good, considerate child.
It was the same on that night some time before this…… I recalled the feeling of Miu-chan leaning on my shoulder that day.
The light body with a slight fragrance, and the voice that had a hint of loneliness.
’I really don’t remember at all.’
That was what she said. Although I couldn’t see her expression, I am certain……
“…… Senpai, I have a good idea…… Are you willing to take part?”
Without much thought, the words slipped out of my mouth naturally.
“Oho! Of course, of course, of course! As expected of the future leader of us Roary!”
Seeing Sako-senpai’s delighted look, Nimura approached curiously as well.
That might have been just a misunderstanding on my part. Although it might be a misunderstanding……
Even if it fails, it would be a memory as well. Isn’t that just fine?
I was quite satisfied with my idea, and thus one of my problems was solved.
Regarding the presents for the three sisters, there were two left.
“ “We’re back!” “
The ones who greeted at the same time as they reached home were Sora-chan and Miu-chan.
“Welcome home. You came back together.”
“Yeah, we met on the road coincidentally.”
Miu-chan answered with a cheery smile as usual, while Sora-chan looked rather weary.
“Thanks for your hard work. Come have dinner. Just pick whatever you like to eat.”
Raika-san spoke while pointing at the sumptuous dishes in the kitchen.
And for some reason, Sora-chan, who saw Raika-san and I dining shoulder by shoulder, had her face filled with anger.
“Ah! So devious……”
She’s probably referring to Hina’s bento, huh? I couldn’t help but smile wryly.
“Nothing. Although we did so much, we still couldn’t replicate Nee-san’s taste. It’s so difficult.”
Even though Sora-chan, who forcefully turned her face to a side, was quite exhausted, she still stood up and grabbed her apron.
“Raika-san, although Oba-san should be arriving soon…… Please teach me how to cook as well.”
“Not a problem. Sora-chan, what do you want to make?”
“…… I like the steamed red wine chicken that Yuri-san used to make, but Oba-san doesn’t seem to make that often.”
“Got it.”
After saying that, Raika-san quickly started to organize the ingredients.
Even though she just ended her club activities and hadn’t rested yet…… When I thought of that, I walked to Sora-chan’s side.
“Sora-chan, you’re already tired, so you can’t force yourself too much.”
“Onii-chan, stop interfering.”
Sora-chan’s words were quite harsh, and seemed to have a hint of enmity.
I was truly worried of her…… That caused me to be somewhat annoyed.
“Okay, okay, Onee-chan and Oji-san should both calm down.”
Miu-chan spoke with a troubled expression.
However, I definitely won’t step back, because Sora-chan is starting to force herself again.
“If so, Sora-chan will collapse in exhaustion again. Even if Sora-chan doesn’t force herself, I can do things by myself, and everyone can help as well, that’s why……”
“…… I…… I want to do it!”
Sora-chan loudly interrupted my words.
“Sora-chan……”
Just when I was about to retaliate, the electric bell at the entrance rang once more.
“Ah, the bell rang. It should be Oba-san. Will you please go have a look, Oji-san?”
“…… Nn.”
I had no other choice but to walk towards the entrance.
Shiori-chan and her mother stood at the entrance.
“Hehe! I heard from Shiori that you wanted to know about a mother’s taste, so I came over.”
Mrs. Kitahara wore a friendly smile on her face while she held a few containers in her hands.
“I tried to make something that Hina would like, so you can check this out as reference.”
Shiori-chan handed the containers and detailed recipes to me.
That moment, I noticed that there were a few more band-aids on Shiori-chan’s hands.
“Eh……? These band-aids are……”
“Ah- Ahaha…… I- It’s nothing!”
“Hoho! She doesn’t usually help out when I ask her to, so I wonder what’s wrong with her today. Ever since we were asked to take care of Hina-chan, quite a lot of good things happened.”
Hearing her words, Shiori-chan puffed out her cheeks in displeasure.
“Mom! Don’t just say anything you like! …… However, I do still need to apologize to Sora-chan.”
“Why?”
“I…… Even though I never tried it before, I told her, ‘You can take care of both the housework and your club’. But in truth, I only found out how tough it is after trying to cook for real…… I shouldn’t have said things like that as I like.”
“Ohh…… So something like that happened.”
But that wasn’t Shiori-chan’s problem, but rather, it's because I was just too unreliable.
“Thank you all, Mrs. Kitahara, Shiori-chan. We’re in your care after this as well.”
I told the both of them in a deep bow. My neighbors who wore friendly smiles, caused a hint of warmth to trickle into my heart.
“So it turned out like this? It doesn’t seem like we can put these into the refrigerator.”
After Shiori-chan and her mother went home, Oba-san, who arrived closely after that, said in slight surprise.
“Such a big feest~ ? Just like a restaurant~ ? Res, res, restaurant~ ?”
The pretty little girl of our family who was writing the lyrics for her restaurant song was not conscious of the reason things turned out like this.
Dishes that could be used for bentos filled both the kitchen and the living room.
There was a particularly large variety of experimental dishes for Hina’s favorite hamburger steak.
If we count the dishes that the Kitahara family sent over, there were even more dishes. Well, Hina was quite happy, but we were rather helpless.
“Well then, did you manage to recreate Yuri-san’s taste?”
“…… Well…… I’m somewhat confused. Although Yuri-san’s dishes were really tasty……”
“All of us tasted it, but it just felt different. If it were to be Hina, she should be able to distinguish it right away.”
“Although we already tried hard…… it seems like all of them just weren’t right. Even though there isn’t too much of a difference in the ingredients from the fridge.”
“…… So it still can’t be helped in the end, huh. Can’t I take Yuri-san’s place at all?”
I couldn’t help but ask after hearing Sora-chan’s words:
“Sora-chan, what did you say just now?”
It was something that I couldn’t just overlook after hearing.
“Eh? What’s wrong? Onii-chan, don’t make such a scary expression!”
“Sora-chan, I never wished for you to be Nee-san’s replacement.”
“I- I know!”
The gazes of everyone in Roary, Oba-san, Miu-chan and the others were focused on me.
But even so, I still didn’t let the matter drop. It wasn’t something that one should easily dismiss.
I’m Sora-chan’s Papa, after all.
“Sora-chan, I understand that you worked hard, but…… Before that, I think it is more important for you to be a happy middle-schooler. Just like…… any other people…… that’s why……”
I really didn’t know what to say.
However, it seemed to be the first time I was angry at Sora-chan.
Even though I wished for her to be happy, even though I became her Papa just for this reason.
I just wanted to give Sora-chan a normal life that any other middle-schooler could have.
If I had made her think that I just wanted a replacement for Nee-san, I won’t be able to forgive myself for that.
“I…… As Papa…… I just want to give Sora-chan a normal happiness……”
My muddled thoughts slipped out of my mouth just like that.
While Sora-chan stared at me while biting her lip.
Her large eyes were filled with tears.
“…… I…… I don’t care about that in the least! Onii-chan, don’t just decide things by yourself!”
Miu-chan, Hina and everyone else gazed at Sora-chan.
She shouted loudly as she tried not to let her tears flow out:
“I…… I just want to be of help! Just let me do it!”
Sora-chan’s emotions poured out.
“Just let me do it…… My normalcy…… is when I’m needed by everyone in the family…… and to be a good sister……”
I didn’t know what to say.
How can this be……? I didn’t want Sora-chan to push herself so much…… However, it caused her to suffer instead?
And it was exactly because of that that Sora-chan was so stubborn about Hina’s bento?
When I think about it, it was the same for me. Squabbling with Sora-chan…… so that I could be a good Papa.
The doubts that I had finally disappeared from my heart.
Why did Sora-chan turn so obstinate?
That was probably the feeling of her job being snatched away all of a sudden, huh?
I said nothing. Only Sora-chan’s weak sobs could be heard in the house.
And the person who broke the wall of silence was Miu-chan.
“Onee-chan, even if you do nothing and just stay in this house, I am already very happy. Although Oji-san is somewhat lacking delicacy, I think he’s not wrong as well…… Shouldn’t you learn to let yourself relax a bit?”
“Miu……”
Miu-chan’s blonde hair fluttered in harmony with her footsteps as she approached Sora-chan. She walked to Sora-chan’s side and stroked her head as though she was comforting a child.
“Ahh~ Hina too!”
After seeing that, Hina approached Sora and tried hard to straighten her body so that she could touch Sora-chan’s head.
“…… Hina.”
Sora-chan bent down her body and extended her hands to hug the both of them.
That moment, Oba-san gently wiped the corner of her eyes as she stood at a side.
“How can this be? Even though they are not related by blood, why does Sora-san resemble Yuri-san so much? It’s just too mystifying.”
That moment, Miu-chan waved at me as I stood there without an inkling of what to do next.
“Oji-san, aren’t you coming?”
I decided to act in accordance with Miu-chan’s words. Well, we’re a family, after all.
After warming my body with the shower, I immersed myself into the waves of the bathtub.
I stopped thinking, and completely allowed my body to relax in the hot water.
My mind started to clear up—
“Oi-tan, help wash Hina’s hair~”
“…… Oh, okay.”
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