Chapter 5: Dear Sirs, the restaurant is full of questions and silence.
In the space based on white, the sound of piano faintly sounded.
The warm-coloured lights illuminating the room are dim, and because of this, the candle lights placed on the tables are more prominent.
After spending some time in Kumida, I was led by Yukinoshita to the place of dinner today-a highend Italian restaurant.
I glanced around, and the men in suits or jackets came into view, and the female customers were also slightly formal. But if you want to say whether it will be very gorgeous, it will not, it is better to say that it gives people an elegant impression.
Quiet and elegant.
It is indeed a restaurant with a high-end Italian cuisine signature. Just taking a peek inside from the entrance, I feel a calming atmosphere.
However, in contrast to this, my heart could not calm down at all.
"I'm Yukinoshita who made an appointment before."
As I looked around restlessly, Yukinoshita quickly completed the acceptance. I don't know if it is because she often comes here, or because she is used to this kind of high-end store, she naturally speaks to the waiter and looks very mature, unlike when she was worried about the cat just now.
Then, under the leadership of the waiter, we came to the four-person table in the innermost corner.
Seasonal flowers are dotted with pure white tablecloths, and candlelight sways quietly in the centre of the table.
Two beauties sat under the faint lights. One is a beautiful woman in a kimono with her black hair curled up, and the other is a beautiful woman in a dress with her shoulders boldly exposed.
Needless to say, they are the targets of dinner today, Yukinoshita's mother and Haruno-san. [ T/N I don’t know what term or name 8man used here as it was not translated probably so, I went with “Haruno-san”.]
"Hello!
"As if greeting us to the past, Haruno-san waved and greeted us gently. This greeting sounded very off-line and incompatible with this elegant shop.
On the other hand, at best, I would think she was starting to make things strange again, but seeing her doing some extraordinary actions in this serious atmosphere, on the contrary, I think she is very skilled and natural, which is really incredible.
"It's really early."
Yukinoshita looked at her watch and said, so Yukinoshita's mother opened her fan and smiled softly.
"Yeah, because I was looking forward to it, I went out early."
She squinted her eyes, smiled and moved her gaze from Yukinoshita to me. Being cast with such deep smile, I had to smile back with a faint bitter smile.
"I'm looking forward to it too, after all, it's been a long time since I had dinner with my family." Haruno-san gently stroked her bare shoulders with her hand, and blinked.
uh, uh, there is an outsider here...but before I could retort, my mother and sister gave me a meaningful smile. Just like this, my stomach started to ache.
Even so, I responded with a wry smile and decided to sit down. Let me mention an irrelevant thing, because this kind of restaurant will have a waiter to help pull the chair, so it is easy to nod and bow.
So, in front of Yukimom, I can't help but nod and bow! When I sat down, I nodded and saluted her, so Yukinoshita's mother slapped away the fan and smiled gently.[T/N ya went with ‘Yukimom’]
"The evening is like prom, it’s been a long time since I saw you."
"Hello, it's been a long time since I saw you..."
In fact, it is less than a month since we last met. If she hadn't seen it for a long time, it felt like the time span was a little short, but since she said that deliberately, she must have some intention.
I nodded, and at the same time I lowered my head slightly to look at Yukimom’s expression, trying to find the answer. Therefore, the mother who felt her sight opened her lips and smiled meaningfully.
"You have a lot of things to be busy these days? I'm really embarrassed. I called you over because I was so busy because I always wanted to have a good chat with you."
Her tone was calm and her eyes were very gentle.
However, from the depths of her slightly narrowed eyes, I felt as if she was saying, "You kid, why have you rejected me so many times?" Too! After all, it has been a while since she invited me for the first time, and I have been trying my best to delay and escape!
Yukimom's sense of existence is already very strong, no matter how she hides, I can feel the silent pressure from her. Yukinoshita, who was sitting next to me, looked worried, and looked at me and Yukimom alternately. On the other side, Haruno-san, who was sitting opposite, lowered her head and smirked desperately. Hey hey, this bystander is too much, right?
But her mother and I have met several times and know how to get along with her. I sit upright, put my hands on my knees, and gently lower my head.
"Thanks for your concern, the new semester was a bit busy at the beginning, but it has finally stabilized recently. Thank you very much for your hospitality today."
It is the force majeure factor of this season that makes me so busy, and it is not my fault! But I have to thank you very much! It is the communication skills of an adult to state thank you with excuses like this, and deliberately not to mention what I am working on. This is an advanced technique. By using some blunt sentence patterns, you can maintain a polite attitude and also suggest that the other party does not want to talk about it anymore.
Of course, my mother must have seen through my superficial thoughts, rather, if she couldn't see through it, I would find it strange. [T/N I don’t know if 8man really said “my mother” but let’s just go with that.]
Unexpectedly, mother covered her mouth with a fan and nodded.
"Really. Okay, after all, you have spared time today."
Her remarks seemed to be saying, "Since you intend to implement such a polite attitude, let you go first today." So I nodded silently.
I glanced aside and found that Yukinoshita was stroking her chest with a calm expression on her face.
Hahaha, don't worry. I am best at such fixed-sentence dialogues and superficial greetings. Because just in this way can produce the feeling of being in conversation. So, don't hesitate to smooth your chest.
I also relaxed and exhaled from the closed mouth. At this moment, Haruno-san, who was sitting opposite, smiled softly.
Then, she leaned forward as if emphasizing her plump chest and looked at me.
"It turned out to be so busy in the new semester, is there anything wrong?"
Haruno-san asked with a smirk on her face. Haruno-san, you bastard, I cursed her secretly in my heart, but I didn't show it on my face. I smiled and replied:
"Yeah, there are many things...such as club activities and the selection of voluntary universities...and, there are also class gatherings, after all, it is the new semester."
Although I didn't make the choice of voluntary universities and class gatherings at all, I thought of it and said it directly, and at the same time repeated the magic word of the new semester.
Ah ha ha! Then you can't refute it! Because Japanese people have this kind of DNA inscribed on them, as long as they hear the words "new semester", "before the final accounts", and "Obon (yearend) rushing to work", they will think that the other party is busy! Not only that, the Japanese DNA is also engraved with a social and animal temperament, so that even if we hear the unclear and stern term "catch work before Golden Week", we can't help but reply, "That's it, this is terrible... I'll find a way to deal with it as soon as the consecutive rest breaks." Such a social animal, fire it. What do you think of deadlines?
Just when I was pulling a lot in my heart, Haruno-san nodded as if she had a deep understanding of something.
"Really. Now that the new semester has passed, there will be time next."
"what?"
What is this woman talking about? I was already too late when I thought about it. I was caught by her from a very tricky angle.
Haruno-san smiled happily, and then she threw her words under the snow.
"It's great, Yukino-chan, you can enjoy yourself."
"How can I enjoy all day? The exam will be coming soon, right?"
Faced with Haruno's teasing tone, Yukinoshita calmly responded, and tilted her head here, as if asking for my consent.
"Yes, yes... I have to take exams, maybe I don't have much time to play around..."
I let out a dry smile, when I heard the sound of the fan closing.
"That's right. You can't have meals like this before the exam is over."
Following the prestige, I saw my mother rubbing her cheek with her hand and said politely. No, no, no, I don’t mean to have frequent dinners. What is this beautiful woman in kimono talking about.
Just when I looked stunned, Haruno-san, who was sitting next to Yukimom, nodded and continued:
"But it's nice to relax occasionally, right?"
This is not relaxing at all. What is this sexy beauty talking about. Isn't she trying to make dinner a regular event step by step? It doesn't feel good not to stop her... I made a look at Yukinoshita, suggesting that.
Yukinoshita nodded after receiving the hint.
"Well, once in a while..."
Then, she muttered to herself, her eyes dropped and she became coy. Hey! It's not right! I also count on you to subtly reject it! But her shy appearance is very rare, so it's totally OK!
But if the opposite party invites me again, I will find a way to postpone the postponement, get through the blunder, and wait for the psychological preparation before accepting the invitation... I definitely can't refuse directly... After all, once I behave too directly, Yukinoshita Will be particularly lost...
Thinking of the troubles in the future, my stomach ache, so I rubbed it with my hands. I don’t know how my mother understood my behavior, she put her hand in front of her mouth and said:
"Ah, sorry, let's eat."
After she called the waiter, she seemed to think I was suggesting that I was hungry.
"Because it is a set meal, the dishes may not be enough, but when it is not enough, just order it. You don’t have to be polite and let your stomach go.” (Note: Western set meals have a certain order of serving, usually by head Serve in the order of plate→soup→side course→main course→salad→dessert→drink)
Actually, I just got a stomach ache, but I couldn't say anything when she stared at me with girlish eyes.
"Boys can all eat."
And after hearing her say that, it became even more difficult to speak. She looked at me without a trace of pressure in her eyes, they were pure and interesting eyes.
Her quiet but joyful look really resembles her... I compared her with Yukinoshita who was sitting next to her, and accidentally laughed. Mother seemed to think I had promised, and happily clapped her hands.
"Ah, why don't you look at the menu? You can order it now."
"No, I will finish the set meal first and then take a look."
I am afraid that I will have to eat it if I continue this way. When it is time to refuse, I must solemnly refuse, I smiled and said tactfully, so Yukinoshita's mother lowered her eyebrows and said:
"So..."
She looked very disappointed, too, which made people really can't bear to refuse... Just when I thought about it, Haruno-san who had been watching by the side suddenly laughed.
"Mom, you are too excited. I'm sorry, we don't have boys in our family, so I don't know how much you can usually eat."
Haruno-san laughed and said, so Yukinoshita's mother was a little upset, and she covered her mouth with a fan.
"There is no such thing. I still know that. Children at this age can eat well anyway."
"Really? You mean Hayato-kun? I don't think he will eat too much at this time."
Haruno-san heard the angry words of her mother, and said in wonder.
Speaking of it, the Yukinoshita family and the Hayama family are from generation to generation. They seem to go to dinner together during the first month, maybe they have seen Hayama eat at that time.
It's not easy for that guy...he has endured this kind of atmosphere. A sense of intimacy suddenly emerged, but at the same time a sense of boredom emerged in my heart. However, compared to the
feeling of boredom, I still find it more difficult to have dinner with Yukinoshita's family, so I sympathize with him somewhat! Although it is still very annoying!
But just as Haruno-san said, the impression that Hayama Hayato would not have much appetite.
I remember that I saw him eating during the lunch break, and he ate very normal. It is better to say that it is too normal, so that no matter what he eats, it will be served with salad or smoothie, which is exactly Hayama's artificial eating habits. If it's a man, let me eat golden fried food.
When I was thinking about Hayama's dietary life in my heart, my mother gave me a somewhat embarrassed smile and gave me a worried look.
"...But Hayama and his family eat healthier."
Hahaha! Good guys! How can you say that. Our family eats very healthy too? Just as I was about to look resentful in my eyes, Yukinoshita on the side suddenly whispered happily:
"Big Valley-student, let me just say that the Ramen·Max Coffee·Salia cycle is not healthy? Have you eaten enough 30 kinds of food a day?" (Note: "Enough 30 kinds of food a day" It is the dietary goal advocated by the Japanese government in the healthy diet policy in 1985, which means that everyone has to eat 30 kinds of food every day to ensure a balanced nutritional intake, but it was secretly deleted in 2000)
"Don't worry, I still eat curry a lot recently. There are more than 30 kinds of spice curry easily. It is not an exaggeration to call curry a complete nutritious food."
"The condiments and spices are not counted..."
With a smug look on my face, Yukinoshita rubbed my temples as if to relieve my headache.
Seeing this scene, mother suddenly showed her eyes looking into the distance, with a nostalgic smile on her face.
"Your father was like this when he was young. He often played mahjong while eating curry, ramen and fried noodles, even in the middle of the night. He didn't care about that kind of smoky place. He could stay here..."
"In the middle of the night? Mahjong? Miasma?...Eh? Isn't that talking about Dad?"
Yukinoshita was concerned about the words she heard, and asked in surprise, so her mother nodded. This shocked both me and Yukinoshita.
What I said just now doesn't fit the image of the Yukinoshita family head in my mind, at least it has nothing to do with the Yukinoshita mother and daughter here.
"How is your father..."
I asked quietly, and Yukinoshita also shook her head in confusion. It seems that he is not that kind of person at least in the impression of his daughter.
Hey...not to understand...Just as I was wondering, Haruno-san blinked at me and calmly said:
"Don't care, don't care, you will see him sooner or later."
"I really don't want to ..."
This sentence was strangled by me without saying a word. If possible, I don’t want to actively meet with my mother and sister...
However, when my mother talked about the father I had never met, a gentle smile appeared on her face, which was completely different from when she confronted her because of the prom. Seeing such an expression, it is difficult to have a bad impression of her. No, it's better to say that it makes a good impression.
Perhaps the same is true of Yukinoshita.
"I was very worried at the time, and I also made lunch boxes for him. People really say that they change when they change."
"Bento...this, is this...hey..."
She was a little surprised. To her, the way her mother shyly talked about the past seemed quite fresh.
Yukinoshita's mother noticed our stunned gaze, coughed lightly, and smiled like a cover.
"So, don't care, just eat it."
It sounds like you are saying, "Sooner or later, you will be corrected, so don't care about it now." Yeah...
Forget it, think about the rest of the matter later, and now let's concentrate on eating the feast payed by others.
...Well, I don't need to pay for this meal, right? Is that right?
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With a leading signal, we gently touched the cups together.
Yukinoshita's mother and Haruno-san holding white wine in their hands, Yukinoshita and I have oolong tea. Due to the different shapes of the cups, the opposite thin glass cup made a crisp and cold sound.
There was no formal greeting, and we ended this brief and quiet toast. At this time, the appetizers just happened to be delivered.
Scallop meat and sweet shrimp should be placed compactly on the huge dinner plate. The highquality marinated meat and the garnishing sauce complement each other, making the plate look like a painting.
Putting such a dinner plate in front of me, I couldn't help but swallow.
Because it aroused my strong appetite.
But it's not just because of this.
"I'm being tempted... I'm being tempted now..."
I murmured in my mouth unconsciously.
"Then let's start eating."
Yukinoshita's mother smiled and said so, but she showed no sign of moving. The same goes for Haruno-san sitting next to her.
Suddenly, a silence that seemed to have no intentions fell.
It would be strange to say that there was no attempt. Both Yukinoshita's mother and Haruno looked at my hand secretly and assumed a posture to observe my every move.
Three pairs of knives and forks were placed on both sides of the dinner plate in front of me. In addition, there is an extra spoon on the right side that seems to be squeezed out. There are also knives and forks on the dinner plate, and the knives and forks are placed in pairs in front of me like the treasure of the king. (Note: neta "Fate" Gilgamesh's treasure) Even the Avalokitesvara can't use so many utensils. Although Guanyin Bodhisattva should use chopsticks...
But I am not Avalokitesvara. Although there are Asura and Raksha in front of me, at least I am a human being. Therefore, I will use these tableware in order.
In other words, I am now undoubtedly undergoing the test of table manners.
However, I have mastered etiquette perfectly.
At this time, what we Japanese do is to observe our surroundings and imitate casually!
So, I glanced at the Yukino next to me.
So, Yukinoshita seemed to notice my gaze for help. She nodded lightly, and then stretched out her hand towards the knife and fork first.
Grateful. As expected of Yukinoshita, even the table manners are well understood, this can already be called under the wiki. I followed her actions and reached for the tableware.
But at this time.
"Ah, by the way, Yukino, how is your school recently?"
The mother talked to Yukinoshita as if she had just remembered.
"Huh?...Ah, it's so normal."
Yukinoshita replied in confusion.
By the way, this mother is, you educated your child very well. After Yukinoshita was called up, she stopped her movements and switched to listening mode.
Therefore, I don't have any reference now. This is the same as saying to newcomers in the company, "Don't ask people immediately, think about it for yourself."
My mother smiled again at me, who was confused.
"Ah, Hikigaya-san, don't care, please continue to eat." "it is good……"
Although I responded, my psychological quality was not strong enough to dare to directly "Wow!
Lucky! Then I will start." (Note: "Wow! So lucky!" neta "Idol Event Parade" Himeishi Raiki's mantra)
And I know it very well! At this time, if you really don’t mind eating it, if you make a mistake, the other side will send you an irresistible "Are you not asking anything when you do something?" hit.Having said that, since I responded, it would not be appropriate to keep this motionless. I scanned all kinds of knives and forks back and forth.
...Which one? Where should I start?
"I'm gonna start now--"
At this moment, Haruno-san picked up the knife and fork on the inside without hesitation and frankly.
"Well-it's delicious."
Haruno ate a bite of the bacon and made a happy voice. I watched her smile carefully and pointed at the knife and fork she used to confirm. As long as you copy her completely, there should be no problem. "The people in front did the same, so it's okay!" The live cat in my heart also said the same. (Note: "Live Cat" is a network character born in "Futaba☆Channel".)
The same is true when burning incense at a funeral! Just imitate the person in front and throw the incense ash to the spiritual position. I understand, I understand, I know best. (Note: Neta Oda Nobunaga’s unusual behavior at his father’s funeral is usually done by pinching a handful of incense ash in front of my eyes with my fingers, and then putting it in the incense burner) Just after I understood everything, I was about to reach out. When I took the knife and fork, my thigh was suddenly patted. The soft touch and warm body temperature passed from her slender fingers, which made me straighten my back.
"Hikigaya-kun, the knife and fork must used be from..."
Yukinoshita brought her lips up to whisper. Her voice and expression made me nodded slightly in a panic. At this moment, Haruno-san who was opposite puffed up her cheek and said unhappily,
"Hey. Hey, wait for this kind of thing when mom and sister are away."
"Not even when we are away, Yukino, what do you think about this. Ah, eat faster, don’t bother."
Her mother talked to me with a smile, and I had to smile back. The three of them put me on the side and continued to chat, but their eyes turned to me from time to time. So, in order to test me, did you even start acting? Only Yukoshita looked at me worriedly while talking with her mother and sister. When the conversation stopped, she quickly whispered:
"It doesn't matter, right?"
"I don't have much confidence in the use of knives and forks. I have used one chopsticks so far." "Chopsticks are used in pairs..."
I just want to. When she replied, Yukinoshita's expression turned uneasy. No, no, the so-called chopsticks is just that I am not accustomed to using the metaphor of a knife and fork. It doesn't matter—I smiled in response to Yukinoshita, and then reached out to the knife and fork. To be honest, I am not very impressed with table manners, only some hearsay knowledge. However, I have a certain understanding of this. In this way, the answer is obvious. I made up my mind and picked up the knife and fork from inside. Then, without making a sound, I brought the bacon into my mouth with a dignified manner. Well, it should be... it's delicious... To be honest, I can't taste the taste at all if I'm too nervous, but it should be delicious. As I was chewing the meat in my mouth, Haruno-san, who was also eating, glanced at me and suddenly laughed. Seeing her like this, Yukinoshita's mother said with a troubled look:
"Oh Haruno, you are very unruly like this. Cutlery should be used from the outside."
Haruno stuck out her tongue and said humorously. Hahaha, so risky. Sure enough, this is the case... Did this person set a trap when I guessed that I was going to imitate her? ( T/N: Those who didn’t understand cutlery should be picked from outside or something I don’t know. I eat with my hands and Haruno as a joke picked it from inside and 8man followed suit) She is scary.
But it is Yukinoshita's mother who is more terrifying than her. It's not scary to test me at the expense of acting. No, this is quite terrifying, but the most terrifying thing is that she has no intention of concealing the fact that she is acting. Yukoshita's mother held her temple with her hand, squinted her big eyes, and looked at me from head to hand many times, estimating me.
"I have learned table etiquette better than my classmates."
"That's right..."
I have a certain understanding of Yukinoshita Yukino, and at the same time, to the same extent, I also have a certain understanding of Yukinoshita's mother. She wouldn't be satisfied just by mentioning a nasty table manners problem. In this way, she did not hesitate to act like this, there must be other attempts. I squeezed a dry smile from my throat and added:
"Maybe someone will be watching, just in case."
Mother Yukinoshita kept staring at me, motionless, her cold gaze seemed to see through everything, but after a while, her gorgeous lips slowly outline an arc.
"Yes."
Then, she opened the fan to cover the edge of her mouth, quietly nodded, her eyes softened, and she seemed to be smiling slightly on the other side of the fan. Suddenly the memory of when I confronted her about the prom appeared in my mind. The conversations between me and this person at that time did not have any practical meaning, and most of them were conversations on diplomatic etiquette. It is impossible to detect her true intentions if she is only based on these superficial things in her words and demeanor. Only by perceiving the attempt hidden in its depths can the dialogue be truly established. Therefore, according to the interpretation of Yukinoshta's method, today's drama of table manners should be a piece of advice to me. This is implying that if I want to be related to the Yukinoshta family, I must maintain proper speech and behavior at all times. At the same time, this is also a warning that we will always look at you, and we will always test you. I'm afraid this is the style of the Yukinoshta family. Not through talkative words, but through actual feelings to convey and understand. It turns out that it is precisely because this person is like this that the two daughters have become so distorted...Just as Yukoshita said, it seems that it is really not good to have children. Could it be that the subject she is best at is imperial studies? I sighed slightly tiredly, but Yukinoshta's mother closed the fan with a contented face, and smiled happily.
"Unexpectedly, you are quite disciplined. It is because your parents are well educated."
"Hahaha, at least better than yours."
I immediately responded with a happy smile. I have fully understood the style of the Yukinoshta family. This time, let me show you the style of the Hikigaya family .After in-depth interpretation of other people's words, they pretended to be silly and ironic. This is the family tradition I inherited from my father. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. This is my motto! (Note: Neta's famous line of "Naoki Hansawa") I bit the bullet and giggled, so Yukoshita's mother showed a stiff expression. Suddenly, Haruno-san laughed loudly, her bare shoulders trembling constantly. After Yukinoshita's mother glared at her with a cold look, she stopped her smile for a while, but still couldn't hold it back, and laughed again. This pair of mother-daughter characters is really good enough...I watched this scene nonchalantly, but the other daughter seemed very upset. Yukinoshita reached out from the side and pinched my thigh. It hurts. It hurts. I looked to the side. Yukinoshita's face was dark and whispered:
"You, can't you speak carefully?"
She puffed her face, pursed her mouth angrily, and patted like an angry cat. My thighs. Although it is not painful at all, the polite way at this time is to behave painfully and apologize.
"Sorry, it's the same as usual if you're not careful. After all, you look a lot like you..."
I replied casually, and gently removed Yukoshita's hand. I have been itchy from just now... So Yukoshita groaned unhappily, finally patted my hand, and immediately turned her head to her mother.
"Well, that, mom. Don't look at him like this, he is still very serious when he is serious, and he is very serious when he works. Although he is quite useless at other times, his mouth, hands and feet are not clean, his personality and eyes are bad, but he’s not a bad person. I say this because I'm afraid you will misunderstand him."
After that, Yukinoshita quickly said a lot in a panic, to make up for my gaffe. Others may not sound like a rounding off at all, but in fact, I have many shortcomings, but she did not say all of these shortcomings. From this point of view, she can barely call it a rounding off for me. Can it be called... Although what she said was messy, she still seemed to be able to convey what she wanted to express. Yukinoshita's mother watched her daughter's expression more and more excitedly with interest, and suddenly smiled. There was a familiar warmth from her expression.
"It's okay, I can relax a little bit like this."
Yukinoshta saw her gentle eyes, relieved with a sigh of relief. I also took off the strength of my shoulders, and now I can finally enjoy a free meal. I took a knife to cut the duck meat and French sauce with seasonal vegetables. At this time, a word sharper than a knife came.
"Really courageous..."
From the squinted eyes of Yukinoshita's mother, I could see a little joy. Behind the open fan was a smiling face, but her voice was cold and Shivering. I let out a dry laugh, sloppy, and desperately delivered the untasted French sauce or Pecorino into my mouth.
It's not good
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Cold appetizers, hot appetizers, pasta using seasonal ingredients, superb fresh fish caught locally, and grilled wagyu beef as the main course—the course is proceeding in an orderly manner. It is said that red wine is most suitable for eating meat. I quietly glanced straight ahead and saw a male sommelier quietly approaching, pouring red wine into Yukinoshta's mother's glass. The gurgling, high-transparency red liquid gradually rises, and under the light of the candle on the dining table, it looks like a gem that has lost its outline.
"Sorry, only we are drinking." "No, it's totally okay..."
She shook the wine glass and looked at the red wine glass that left a clear trail with satisfaction. From the look of her dress, she looked like this. The posture is like a medieval lady from the distant past. For example, it's like the prototype of the vampire legend-Elizabeth Bathory. (Note: Elizabeth Bartori, it is rumored that she killed more than 650 girls and bathed with their blood in order to maintain her youthful beauty) The daughter beside her was like her family, tilted with a red wine glass . She didn't drink continuously, but took time to sip slowly. The wine should be of good quality.
"People in our family are all able to drink, but Yukino is a bit like a father, so maybe she can't drink much."
Haruno-san let out a sigh of contentment and glanced at Yukino. She should have drunk a lot, but judging from her eyes and voice, she is still very awake. It's not bragging to boast of a good amount of alcohol. On the other hand, although Yukino, was not drinking, her cheeks were slightly red, and she pouted a little dissatisfiedly and said,
"Am I like a father…?"
But listening to her tone, it seemed that it was not out of disgust, but awkward or shy. I can’t fully distinguish the specific feelings, but her sister seemed to understand immediately. She smiled in a teasing tone and said,
"Of course, like your troublesome personality."
"You are almost the same..."
Not only do you like mother and daughter, but sisters are also alike... It's really troublesome... I subconsciously whispered, so Haruno-san turned to me with a smirk.
"You are almost the same."
You are right. Sure enough, we are all brothers in the world. Since everyone is brothers, it's normal to look like. In other words, the troublesome character is the original sin of human beings, that is, "karma"... (Note: "karma", a Buddhist term) When I reached the realm of thorough enlightenment by myself, Yukinoshita's mother was very interested Nodded and said,
"Indeed, Yukino may be more like a father, such as a gentle side."
"Yes, is it..."
When the mother said with a loving smile, her daughter squeezed her eyes down shyly. Aha, with this reaction, it seems that this person likes Dad-san a lot. Severe sister-in-law and father-in-law control are really serious karma. Rather, she even has some Oedipus complex (Oedipus complex, in psychoanalytic theory, a desire for sexual involvement with the parent of the opposite sex and a concomitant sense of rivalry with the parent of the same sex.) From this point of view, Yukinoshta's house is really full of mines. But I have known this kind of thing a long time ago, and I also like my sister very much, and I am not qualified to talk about others. The so-called complex is simply love and hate. The deeper the feeling, the more distorted it is. Her family is all this virtue, and it's really not easy for her dad. I secretly sympathize with him, who I haven't met. However, since Dad-san is married to Mom-san, there must be something wrong with him... I thought about these very rude things without authorization, and I don't know if I was discovered, my mother smiled at me. I couldn't help but straighten up my back, she looked at me carefully.
"Does Hikigayan-san look like his mother or father?"
"Um... if you have to say so more like my father... Only my hair are like mother."
The headache is, whether I am internally or externally , Most of the traits are inherited from my
father. Therefore, Komachi and I are not very similar... The only similarity between me and Komachi are the hair inherited from my mother... While I was talking nonsense in my heart, I fiddled with my hair.So Yukinoshta looked at the top of my head.
"Komachi-san’s ahoge are inherited from the mother, right?"
"Well, yes. If you don't call my mother like that, it always feels weird."
Because I suddenly felt embarrassed, I touched Daomao's eyes. Turn away. However, Yukinoshta tilted her head, chasing my swaying ahoge with puzzled eyes.
"You mean your mother?"
"Yes, I'm not used to it, it's weird."
I know she is calling my mother respectfully, but I still feel a little embarrassed. Seeing the look of my mother at home, it made her mother feel very uncomfortable. Rather, I even felt a high-level ridicule similar to "Mother (laughs)". ...And, even though I feel disgusting when talking about this kind of thing, but when she calls my mother with this subtle name, some strange imaginations will come up in my mind, and I can't calm down. My face seemed to be covered with this kind of shame, so Tukinoshta noticed something, opened her mouth slightly, and suddenly turned her head to the other side. "Yes, is it... Mother, I think it's good." Hearing her whispering to herself, I pretended to comb my hair up and cover my face with my hands. Really! It's too shameful, don't be like this! Of course my wish didn't have any effect. From between my fingers, I accidentally saw warm smiles on the faces of the two sitting across from each other. As soon as her eyes met me, Yukinoshita's mother smiled softly.
"What is Komachi?"
"My sister. The number one in the world."
Thanks to her for changing the subject for me, I snapped back. So, another person also interrupted in the middle and said,
"What a coincidence~ I also have a sister who is the number one in the world."
"Ne-san will you shut up, it's too embarrassing ." Yukinoshita also intervened to stop haruno. Only her mother is calm and composed, it is better to say that it is too calm. She opened the fan, covered her mouth, closed her eyes quietly, as if thinking about something.
"That's it, you are the eldest son?"
"Yes, yes." Then she said nothing again, so she was silent for a while. After the mysterious thinking time, mother opened her eyes.
"...Alright, there will always be a way."
"What do you mean?"
I couldn't help but ask, but she just smiled slightly. I wanted to ask what she meant, but I held back. I can only hold it back as the eldest son. But even if you ask, it's useless. Her graceful smile hinted to me that it was a waste of effort to continue to ask. Mother put the fan to her mouth and asked again with a constant smile:
"What do your parents do?"
"Both of them are engaged in publishing and advertising-related jobs... Hey, what is this, an interview?
"It's just a mess. So you are also interested in this industry?"
"No, I plan to consider this after I go to college... Hey, this is really an interview?"
"It's just a conduct investigation. So you decided Which university do you really want to go to? What about your major?"
"No, I don’t know. Hahaha, you say it’s a character investigation yourself."
The wave of questions and answers continued, and the continuous sparring of words continued. . Yukino and Haruno are like tennis spectators, and their eyes move back and forth between my mother and me. On the other hand, I have difficulty breathing and become exhausted physically and mentally, as if being repeatedly questioned in a stressful interview. Only my mother is calm and composed, it is better to say that it is too calm. She opened the fan, covered her mouth, closed her eyes quietly, as if thinking about something. "So, you haven't decided yet..." "Yes."
Then she didn't say anything again, and was silent with each other for a while. Boom boom boom boom, ding. After the mysterious thinking time, mother opened her eyes.
"...Alright, there will always be a way."
"So what do you mean?"
Although I knew that the question was for nothing, I resisted desperately. However, Yukinoshita's mother avoided my question with a smile, put her closed fan against her chin, and cast an eager gaze at me.
"...Speaking of which, do you know what our family does?"
"Opening a credit bureau."
Faced with the questions that were questioned again and again, I raised one cheek to answer sarcastically in order to understand. So Yukinoshta's mother suddenly squinted her eyes and stared at me with sharp eyes, but there was no trace of anger in her eyes, she seemed to just want to see through my true meaning. After a while, she smiled slightly, and then haruno-san laughed sharply as if agreeing. The tension that lasted for a short moment immediately eased, and at this moment, my thigh was suddenly patted. Upon seeing it, Yukinoshita looked at me with a condemning gaze. It's the same as before, although it doesn't hurt at all, but since it was photographed, it should be very painful at this time to show politeness. I twisted my body and apologized to her with my eyes. So Yukino shook her head slightly and told me not to care. Oops, I'm really sorry. Originally, in order to make the other person like me, I should behave as neatly and politely as possible on this occasion. Unfortunately, I am not very good at this kind of thing. I can comprehend those rigid Mandarin, but the other party doesn't like it. The reason why I didn't behave well and politely was because I came to a brainless conclusion: Since I will show my feet in the end, it is better to break the jar from the beginning, so that it would be more honest. I know that this is playing tricks under the snow who is willing to tolerate me, but this is the only thing that I need to spend some time on. I had to get used to it a little bit... I realized that I had postponed many things as always, which would inflate my future debt, but I was relieved that I finally got through the difficulties. No, to be precise. Therefore, I didn't notice that Haruno-san, who was sitting opposite, was holding back er smile.
"Ah-that's interesting."
She let out a long breath and sat up as if stretching herself, rubbing the corners of her eyes with her fingertips. Then, she took a sip of the red wine to soothe her throat, lifted her chin and said,
"...so can I think you are in a relationship?"
She casually asked a question that no one has touched yet, just like asking tomorrow's weather casually. For an instant, both Yukinoshta and I stopped what we were doing. I know someone will ask this sooner or later. Isshiki and the others also asked similar questions before, and even if they didn't say it, there must be other people who would like to ask similar questions. But as for this time, why did you ask on this occasion. It's really you, Haruno. I just took care of her mother, and was completely careless. I was choked by the sudden question and fell into a long silence. I know I can’t say anything at this time. It is impossible to fool the past or deny it. I didn't know what to say, so I looked sideways and found that Yukinoshta was also secretly looking at me. Her lips trembled in confusion, her cheeks flushed with shyness, and her eyes moved left and right because she didn't know how to answer. I should look like her now. After our eyes met, she immediately lowered her head and closed her mouth as if pouting. Then this question should be answered by me. While looking for the most correct, most appropriate, and most accurate answer, I slowly opened my mouth. I made meaningless voices like "Ah--" and "Uh--" from my mouth, and finally squeezed out a word, but the voice was so low that even I felt useless.
"It should be... okay, right?"
"No, you ask me what I am doing."
It took me so long, but in the end I didn't answer anything, which made Haruno-san smile both speechless and confused. I couldn't help showing the same smile. The conversation was only left with a sigh of laughter, which was interrupted immediately. At this time, Yukinoshita-san, who had been drinking and watching, smiled generously and said,
"Yukino, you are too uninterested to ask such questions, right?"
"Yes..."
I sighed and smiled. I nodded and responded with a mosquito-like mumble. Yukoshita also showed an embarrassed expression and smiled at her mother.
"All right. Then it's almost time for dessert."
Harno-san shrugged, drank the wine in her glass, and then greeted the waiter. The last dish of the set meal was delivered, a sherbet ice cream platter made with seasonal fruits. Although I feel I can't eat it anymore, this cold sherbet ice cream can just cool my hot cheeks, so I dug a spoon into my mouth. "Ah, it's delicious."
"Right? Everything is delicious here, the sherbet ice cream alone is also very delicious, so delicious that people want to put aside the set meal and order an extra."
I inadvertently revealed. With a frank thought, Haruno-san said while waving the spoon.
"Really. How much does the sherbet ice cream cost? How about tens of thousands of yen for the meal today. I'm sorry I didn't bring that much money today to thank you for the hospitality."
"Your thanks are too early, right? ...I haven't finished eating yet. By the way, you just pretend to take out your wallet."
After Haruno-san said with a shocked expression, Yukinoshita chuckled lightly. Yukinoshta's mother also sighed speechlessly, but her eyes were particularly gentle.
"You don't need to care about these things. Finally, drink some black tea or coffee?"
"Sorry. Ah, I want coffee."
"I want black tea."
We chatted while eating sherbet ice cream. After a while, the aroma of black tea filled the entire table, and the dinner came to an end harmoniously. Time passed quietly and peacefully.
"Time is almost too..." Following the words of Yuknoshita's mother, we got up from our seats. When I left, I looked back at the dining table, the plates and cutlery were all removed, and the four tea cups were illuminated by the candle light. However, only one plate remained. The sherbet ice cream on the seat next to her which was not eaten before melted with her sigh.
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