Hikaru ga Chikyuu ni Itakoro…… Vol 3 Chapter 4

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[Hikaru V3] Chapter 4

It was Sat.u.r.day the following day, but Koremitsu woke up earlier than usual.

He checked his cellphone messages, and found that s.h.i.+oriko had yet to reply to the message he sent her.

“Let’s go check her house after breakfast.”

“Yes.”



Hikaru, dressed In a singlet and pants for indoor use, nodded in response.

Laid on the tatami was a magazine he bought the previous day.

Inside it was the ma.s.s food poisoning incident during the Marine Day in s.h.i.+mane Prefecture 10 years ago.

During that public event, the Kuze Corporation led by Chairman Kuze provided some seafood hamburgers to children.

However, approximately 30 of them complained of tummyaches, and were hospitalized.

The Chairman’s Secretary, Mamoru Yos.h.i.+kuni, who had attended the event, attempted to cover up this incident, but was discovered a few days later, and was lambasted by the ma.s.s media.

He had declared that he was acting on the Chairman’s instructions, but Kuze was dining with a.s.sociates in Tokyo that day.

Thus, everyone had a.s.sumed that Mamoru Yos.h.i.+kuni was simply lying about following orders. It was also later discovered that Yos.h.i.+kuni had accepted rebates from the food suppliers, and so people a.s.sumed that he had chosen to cover up this event itself, leading to a larger commotion.

Soon after, Mamoru Yos.h.i.+ died. He was standing alone beside the train platform, and was knocked by the pa.s.sing train. At that time, a witness had yelled “It’s dangerous!”, but he remained still with a lethargic look. The news outlets had deduced that he had intention to commit suicide, and Kuze resigned as executive chairman soon after.

The press conference that time was ma.s.sive, and he clearly showed a professional att.i.tude admitting to his responsibility. This overly formal att.i.tude however caused his reputation to skyrocket.

But 10 years later, there was a media outlet casting doubt on it.

The report had hypothesized that perhaps Yos.h.i.+kuni’s statement was true, that Kuze really did push blame onto his secretary, and the rebates collected by the secretary was simply a skilful maneuver he had planned during the a.s.sociate meeting.

It was a magazine that had tabloids as its selling point, so not all the reports within could be true. However, the person named Mamoru Yos.h.i.+kuni did exist, and it was affirmed that he died in a suspected suicide.

Was he really s.h.i.+oriko’s father? If that was the case, how did s.h.i.+oriko learn of this? Did she really intend to take revenge on her father?

“The time to appeal has long expired, and Mr Sōichirō probably will not be wary of a 9 year old girl…what we should be worried about however is whether s.h.i.+ko really has the evidence that proves Mamoru Yos.h.i.+kuni’s innocence.”

Koremitsu faces the basin as Hikaru floated behind him, saying this worriedly.

“First, we have to ask that brat.”

The biggest issue was whether she would come clean with what was going on…

On Koharu’s command before breakfast, Koremitsu hurriedly repaired the bathroom’s drainboard.

Soon after, he immediately hurried to s.h.i.+oriko’s apartment, but there was no reply no matter how he pressed the doorbell.

“Is she still sleeping? it’s already past 10. Have they gone out or something?”

He tried calling s.h.i.+oriko, but she did not pick up.

He then sent another message, ‘Call me’, and went out.

“I’ll come back later…”

“Right.”

As he was pondering on where to go…

The cellphone in his pocket rumbled.

He a.s.sumed it was from s.h.i.+oriko, but it was not.

Upon seeing the cellphone display, his eyes widened.

“Eh…s.h.i.+kibu…?”

Why would she call?

She was pouting, glaring at him unhappily when he retired for the day early.

“…Yeah, it’s me.”

He answered nervously,

“Akagi, ar-are you available now?”

This was the first thing that stiff voice asked.

“Huh? Why?”

“Erm, well…just come by.”

“Huh?”

“Don’t ask too much. Just come!”

Honoka stammered as she designated their meeting place.

After hanging up, Koremitsu muttered to Hikaru intriguingly,

“Why in a karaoke box?”

He reached there, and found that Honoka was already at the box. She was sitting there on the sofa, looking around as she blushed as she fidgeted, using her hand to tidy her hair and clothes from time to time.

It was a holiday, and Honoka was wearing a cut-soled s.h.i.+rt instead of a uniform, some flashy-looking accessories, and a mini-skirt. She was holding onto a large fabric tote bag.

“Miss s.h.i.+kibu sure looks amped up for this.”

Hikaru looked through the window on the door as he looked at the mini-skirt that could only cover half of the pair of snowy white legs there, blowing a whistle at that moment.

Koremitsu too,

(Isn’t that skirt too short!?)

Felt very anxious.

He opened the door, and Honoka lifted her head.

“So, sorry for calling you out so suddenly…erm, were you busy?”

She looked at Koremitsu worriedly.

“No, it’s nothing…I was just thinking about how to spend the time too.”

He blushed as he answered.

However, her face tensed up immediately as she said,

“Erm, just sit down here anyway.”

She patted the seat beside her twice.

(As expected, the skirt is too short here!)

Koremitsu sat down as she asked, and could not help but look aside. Suddenly, Honoka said with a serious expression.

“…I, thought about it a lot.”

“I was really confused during this time, and I did kick you once…you probably felt unhappy since Kanai’s gone, but you probably felt lonelier when I kicked you because I was so anxious, weren’t you…I’m worried that you’ll head down the lolicon route if I leave you alone like this and never return if I leave you like this…”

Honoka stuttered as she played with her fingers. Hikaru looked completely interested as he listened attentively.

“Oi, you’re mistaken here. I’m not a lolicon.”

“I know! I understand that you’re going out with a little girl because you fell out of love.”

“YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND AT ALL!”

But Honoka looked like she did not hear it as she tried to force a smile,

“It’s fine, this is just a temporary thing. You’ll still love girls of the same age later one.”

“THAT’S WHY I SAID THAT IT’S A MISUNDERSTANDING!”

“I will become your Heliotrope and try my best to help guide you back onto the proper path.”

“Help…?”

After a pause, Honoka closed her lips and took out a photo alb.u.m that had a swimsuit girl on the cover from her tote bag, and put it on her legs.

“Let’s look at this and correct your lolicon tendency.”

Her face was blus.h.i.+ng red as she said with a remarkable expression.

“What are you saying? WAH! DON’T OPEN THAT!”

“You have to look at it no matter what. These may seem like photos of old grannies older than 10 in swimsuits to you, and might scar your eyes, but let’s do our best.”

Honoka raised her eyebrows as she told him off. She was like a female teacher who gave herself the mission to guide a youth back from the wrong path.

(ARE YOU SERIOUS!!?)

“Here, this page looks very racy, right?”

“UWAH!”

The photo that appeared below showed a large-breasted girl wearing a piece of cloth that either looked like underwear or a swimsuit, lying on the hammock and looking up.

“Thi, this looks exciting too, right?”

Honoka continued to flip the pages, her face showing expressions of shock, bawling, and would even look away from time to time, but she never stopped moving her hand

“Hey, this is good, right?” “This b.u.t.t feels very springy, right?” as she continued with an excited voice.

What caused her to work so hard?

There would be no other female cla.s.smate than her, with eye-catching b.r.e.a.s.t.s, b.u.t.tocks that nearly reveals the panties, a nicely shaped waist, a bare navel, who would read this kind of thing together with him.

“So that’s another way of using gravure magazines, huh? It sure is great to read ero-books with a girl.”

From above, Hikaru said this enviously.

As for Honoka—

(Argh. It’s so embarra.s.sing that my eyes are burning. Why must she wear such a stringed swimsuit like that? Won’t it break if someone pulls it hard? Ahh, uuuu, this pose, the joints are almost separating. It looks painful. Hau, wearing only a s.h.i.+rt on a rainy day and sitting with her knees cuddled in? That’s impossible!)

She was secretly crying out.

This girl, Honoka, who was a romance cellphone romance novel author with the handle name “Purple Princess”, who helped solve females’ love problems and hailed as a master of love, was actually very late in her maturity.

Up till now, she had never went out with a boy, let alone on a date, and now, she was in this cramped box reading an Ero-book with a boy!

(But this is for the sake of Akagi. I must work hard to let him know that loliconism isn’t right!)

After much agony, she finally asked for help on the internet while hiding her ident.i.ty as the Purple Princess, leaving a post “the guy I like ran off with a loli. What should I do?”

Normally, the senior onee-chans who were more experienced in this would answer such questions—but she definitely could not ask the Purple Princess’ followers. It would be too embarra.s.sing, no, more like a great disgrace here.

She kept wondering about what would happen if her ident.i.ty was exposed as she looked at the replies below,

“Why don’t you just show him the charms of a mature woman? Wear a very short skirt, read an ero-book together inside a closed room and slowly show your mature charms. Finally, show off a daring bikini at the pool to deal the final blow to him.”

These were written.

IMPOSSIBLE—Honoka said that as she sat on the chair inside her house, swiveling around.

She would sometimes roll around on the bed as well.

(But I can’t just leave him as he is!)

And that was why, on this morning, she made up her mind and gave a phone call to Koremitsu’s cellphone despite a lack of sleep.

“A-Akagi, this should be enough, right?”

She continued to flip through the magazines as she asked.

Koremitsu’s face was very red too as he looked tense.

“I, I can say that…to you too.”

“Do you, have any feelings?”

“No…”

“Well, it’s fine if you don’t feel anything. Let’s take it one step at a time. You’ll definitely have feelings at that moment.”

Once she said that, she flipped to the next page, and there was a photo of a woman with a s.e.xy pose, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s lying on the sand, and the straps on her back and waist were undone. Honoka was already dazed at this point, and her thighs and knees placed under the photo alb.u.m were already full of sweat.

“~—-I, I really wish that I have such large b.r.e.a.s.t.s, but I wonder if my shoulders will be tired? Well, Akagi, which b.r.e.a.s.t.s do you prefer? This or that?”

She pointed at another photo alb.u.m’s page as she asked.

There was a woman wearing a pink swimsuit, and her b.r.e.a.s.t.s were just large enough to be held as she floated in a ring and gave a wink.

“Which side, huh?”

(WHY THE HECK IS SHE ASKING SUCH A QUESTION OUT OF A SUDDEN HERE!?)

Koremitsu looked away as he was unable to make any sound here.

Honoka frowned as she curled her lips sharply and stared at him seriously.

If he answered that he preferred the small ones, she would definitely call him a lolicon.

“This one…”

After thinking for a long time, he pointed at the larger ones.

“Eh!?”

She gave an unexpected voice, stared at the large b.r.e.a.s.t.s for quite a while, looked back at her own b.r.e.a.s.t.s, and lowered her head.

(What is it now?)

“Ah…erm, s.h.i.+kibu, do you like such things?”

“Li-li-li-li-li-like as in?”

“Erm…photo alb.u.ms of girls in swimsuits?”

“Idiot! How can I possibly like them!? I went to the bookstore to buy such things for your sake. I-I- I-I- I-I- I-I was so embarra.s.sed when I went to pay up.”

“Is, is that so? Erm, thanks.”

“Okay, hurry up and get h.o.r.n.y seriously!”

She said that and looked aside.

(What does she mean when she says that she wants me to get h.o.r.n.y seriously?)

Are these two things related?

There were a lot of things that could not be explained, but since Honoka was willing to do such things for Koremitsu like buying swimsuit alb.u.ms and even correcting (?) him, Koremitsu

felt his chest heating up as he thought about this.

(It’s the same as before. Kicking me without warning, grumbling with such vicious words from her mouth…is it because she’s embarra.s.sed…?)

—s.h.i.+kibu Honoka-san here is rather popular amongst the guys, you know.

At this point, he had to agree with what Hikaru said back then.

—There are a lot of fans of s.h.i.+kibu-san amongst the girls too. She’s someone they really admire; takes care of others, very frank and straightforward.

“Why are you suddenly staring at my face?”

“It’s nothing.”

“If you have anything to say, just say it.”

“Now I know why you’re so popular.”

On hearing these words, Honoka widened her eyes.

“You, you idiot, wha-wha-wha-what are you saying now!? I, I’m not popular or anything?”

“Really? Aren’t you an expert at love?”

Honoka’s shoulders trembled, and she widened her mouth.

“Tha, that’s right. Ahaha. Well, I did gain some experience.”

She stammered.

“You’re really a good person to be concerned about someone like me. Thank you very much.”

“Uu.”

For some unknown reason, Honoka’s voice was stuck at her throat.

“You really have potential there, Koremitsu.”

Hikaru muttered to himself from above.

(What exactly do you mean?)

Koremitsu glanced at Hikaru, and Honoka blushed as she said softly.

“Well, you see, I do ‘like’ you anyway…and I have free time now…well, I’m just accompanying

you for a while. We, well…Akagi.”

Honoka suddenly turned her face up to look at Koremitsu as she stammered.

She looked like she was struggling inside her heart; her stare moved around, she kept changing expressions, and she blushed as she lowered her head to say,

“How about we go to the pool next time?”

“Heh?”

Why did she mention the pool out of a sudden?

Koremitsu was stunned to hear such words, and Honoka continued to stare at him seriously.

Unknowingly, Honoka’s knees were sticking right at his. Koremitsu realized this, and his face was hot and numb.

“See, Koremitsu? If you don’t say okay, s.h.i.+kibu-san will say something like ‘Never mind then’.”

Hikaru suggested with a sweet voice from above.

And just like the moment when Honoka confessed to him, her expression became sad.

“Never—”

“Okay.”

Koremitsu immediately answered as he did not want to see her crying face.

At this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

This time, it was from s.h.i.+oriko.

“Sorry.”

He knew it was rude, and apologized, but he had no time to leave the room first as he immediately put the phone to his ears.

Koremitsu gave a serious expression, and because of that, Honoka looked back at his face worriedly.

A sobbing voice could be heard from the other side of the phone.

Is this an act again? No, is she really crying—?

A weak voice could be heard as she said,

“Gra…grandpa, he…”

Hikaru floated down to Koremitsu’s side from above, got close to the phone, and gave a serious expression too.

“s.h.i.+ko’s grandfather’s heart isn’t good. He once fell sick this March and got hospitalized.

Grandpa didn’t know what happened.”

Koremitsu’s heart immediately sank.

He yelled,

“OI! s.h.i.+KO! WHERE ARE YOU RIGHT NOW!? I WON’T KNOW ANYTHING IF YOU KEEP CRYING! HURRY UP AND TELL ME!”

Soon after bidding farewell to Honoka, Koremitsu rushed to the hospital, and found s.h.i.+oriko watching over Tomohiko, whose eyes were closed as he laid on the bed.

She sat on the chair, her body sprawled on the blanket, and she was asleep, ostensibly hugging Tomohiko. Her face was littered with tear marks, and there were still tears on her face.

According to what the nurse had said, Tomohiko fainted the previous night at home, and was ushered by the ambulance to the hospital.

s.h.i.+oriko probably never slept after that.

She was no longer able to contain her distress, and made the call to Koremitsu. “I’ll be right there!” Perhaps his reply caused her to relax a little as she fell asleep while waiting for him.

“Are you Mr Wakagi’s relative?”:

Koremitsu was summoned by the nurse onto the corridor.

“No, I’m not his relative, just an acquaintance.”

“Do you know any way to contact them?”

“I heard s.h.i.+ko’s parents are dead.”

Upon hearing this, the nurse frowned with a troubled look.

“Is that so? When I talked to Mr Wakagi back then, he said he was living with his daughter.”

“Daughter…s.h.i.+ko’s her granddaughter.”

“He seemed to have mistaken his granddaughter for his daughter then.”

Cognitive Impairment–this was the term he immediately thought of in shock. When he last met Tomohiko at the apartment, they were still able to converse normally…no, Hikaru had realized that Tomohiko was calling s.h.i.+oriko ‘Riko’.

(Is Riko s.h.i.+ko’s mother or something?)

The nurse’s frown deepened, and the tone was somber,

“Little s.h.i.+oriko has said that he has been like this since last month.”

Koremitsu was stunned.

(In this case, s.h.i.+ko can’t even rely on her only relative? Can a person’s Cognitive Impairment be treated?)

He stared at Hikaru, and found the latter looking petrified, seemingly shaken by it.

Tomohiko must have become senile as a result of Hikaru’s death. Having endured such shocks one after another, s.h.i.+oriko still endured the pain silently.

His heart filled with bitterness, Koremitsu gritted his teeth.

“How’s s.h.i.+ko’s grandfather?”

He hissed, and the nurse still looked downcast, replying,

“His condition is stable, but may turn for the worst later.”

Koremitsu felt his gut wrench.

(If her grandfather’s not around, what’s she going to do?)

Koremitsu recalled his father’s death, and felt breathless thereafter.

At that time, Koharu arrived at his elementary school and picked him up while he was attending cla.s.s. When he arrived at the hospital, he found his father lying on the bed with his eyes closed. Masakaze was sitting beside the bed with his head slumped, and upon seeing his expression, Koremitsu knew that his father would never wake up again.

He was merely sh.e.l.lshocked back then, unable to react due to the abruptness, but felt an uneasiness of being dragged into a miasma.

Both Koremitsu and Hikaru knew how it would feel to have a relative pa.s.s away.

And s.h.i.+oriko had only Tomohiko as her relative.

Hikaru bit his lips, his head slumped.

It seemed Tomohiko had to remain hospitalized for a while.

“What do we do about Little s.h.i.+oriko? She slept in the hospital last night, but she can’t go on like this.”

And then, Koremitsu said to the frowning nurse,

“Let her come to my house.”

Your grandpa still needs to be hospitalized for some checkups, so come stay at my house for the time being.

s.h.i.+oriko did not disagree to Koremitsu’s proposal.

She watched Koremitsu walk, and followed him with her head slumped.

“Koremitsu, hold hands with s.h.i.+ko.”

Upon hearing Hikaru say this, Koremitsu watched her hand, and found that her hands were clenched.

Once he held s.h.i.+oriko’s clenched left hand, her eyebrows sagged, and she looked ready to cry.

“Uu…”

She was holding back the tears that were about to roll out, her throat trembling as she held onto his hand.

(It’s so cold…)

Koremitsu thought, a sharp pain suddenly poking at his heart.

They first went to s.h.i.+oriko’s apartment, and while she changed her clothes and packed her belongings, Koremitsu remained outside as he made a call home.

Masakaze picked up the line, and after hearing Koremitsu’s explanation, remained silent for a little while.

“…”

20 years ago, Masakaze’s wife left him after tossing him a divorce doc.u.ment, saying that she wanted to find a new lease of life. Since then, he always hated women.

Koremitsu’s stock catchphrase ‘That’s why I say women’ originated from Masakaze.

Masakaze had always warned Koremitsu about being too close to women, not to believe them, and even cruelly told his own daughter, “Women are useless”. Thus, the relations.h.i.+p between father and daughter was poor.

When Koremitsu brought Lapis home, Masakaze glared at it with a piercing look, asking,

“Just to be clear, is that cat female?”

“Eh, erm…it is…But it’s aloof, and won’t go about licking you on the face or climbing on your leg.”

After much clamoring from Koremitsu, Masakaze finally agreed to it.

“Koremitsu, you better chase this cat away sooner or later. Women are all like that.”

Masakaze said that with a frown.

His distaste and distrust of women was to an extent of including animals.

Thus, Koremitsu felt that Masakaze would not be pleased upon hearing he would be bringing s.h.i.+oriko home, and was tentative as he called home.

“…Alright then.”

Masakaze said solemnly.

“I’ll tell Koharu.”

“Thanks, gramps. I’ll bring her back later.”

“…Okay.”

He hung up.

“Good thing grandpa agreed.”

Hikaru, who was worried as he stood sidelong, heaved a sigh of relief as he chimed in.

“Yeah.”

Now, all Koremitsu had to worry was that s.h.i.+oriko would not be terrified when she meets Masakaze and Koharu, for the latter two resembled ruffians.

He opened the apartment door, walked in, and found s.h.i.+oriko standing at the door, carrying her backpack and the gra.s.sy green pochette slung diagonally. She was holding a luggage bag on her right hand.

“Woah!”

He was taken aback, not having expected that s.h.i.+oriko was waiting at the door.

“Is this all your luggage?’

Koremitsu asked, and s.h.i.+oriko nodded.

“I’ll carry them.”

Koremitsu took the luggage back, and reached his other hand for s.h.i.+oriko’s hand.

s.h.i.+oriko did not say a single word as they returned to the old wooden house of the Akagis. At his doorstep, Koremitsu was trying his best to explain,

“Eh…I have my grandfather and divorced aunt living with me, and well, they look like me. They may look like they’re throwing tantrums, but that’s just how they look; they’re aren’t unhappy.”

“It is okay, Koremitsu. s.h.i.+ko has never been scared by your appearance.”

Hikaru said encouragingly.

(That’s true.)

“But since you’re so gutsy, you probably won’t be scared.”

Koremitsu shook his hand that was holding hers intending to encourage her.

s.h.i.+oriko widened her eyes in surprise.

“I’m back!”

Koremitsu pulled the door aside, yelling out as per usual.

Koharu was the first to come out from the room.

She was dressed in a rolled up sports shorts and a T-s.h.i.+rt as it was summer, and her hair was bundled up carelessly. This was her usual attire.

She carefully sized up s.h.i.+oriko, and raised an eyebrow.

“Little s.h.i.+oriko, is there anything that you’re allergic to?”

This was the first thing she asked.

s.h.i.+oriko was a little surprised, and she shook her head, answering,

“No, I can eat anything.”

“I see. Our house rules are that we aren’t picky with our food, and we eat whatever we have. If you have something you can’t eat, just tell this guy.”

She pointed her chin at Koremitsu.

“s.h.i.+ko can’t eat long slithery stuff, so don’t prepare any broiled eel in soy sauce or Yanagawa Pot.”

Once Koremitsu said so, s.h.i.+oriko was immediately taken aback, and bit her lips.

“Relax, there’s no way we’re able to come up with such luxurious delicacies. Koremitsu, the stuff in the guest room isn’t clear up completely. She’ll either sleep in your room the the calligraphy room for the night.”

“Oh, right. The guest room’s like a storeroom now. I’ll go clear it up later. Okay, come in, s.h.i.+ko.”

“…Please excuse me.”

s.h.i.+oriko removed her shoes tentatively, quiet and meek.

There were no slippers, a luxury, in this Akagi residence.

However, a white cat with blueish-purple eyes arrived at s.h.i.+oriko’s feet. It remained a little distant from s.h.i.+oriko as it spun about elegantly, giving her a cold look.

s.h.i.+oriko too gasped at Lapis.

“It’s called Lapis…she’ll play with you later.”

That last part was not directed at s.h.i.+oriko, but at Lapis.

It shook its tail, ostensibly saying, ‘If she has the mood’, and immediately turned to walk away. Perhaps it was because it was acutely aware of Masakaze’s imminent arrival.

With a hostile Yakuza boss-like savage appearance, Masakaze walked to s.h.i.+oriko.

Due to his advanced age, the pressure exerted by him was more than Koremitsu and Koharu’s. His eyes too were sharper than theirs.

s.h.i.+oriko’s shoulders and cheeks tensed up.

“Are you…Mr Wakagi’s granddaughter?”

Masakaze asked with a deep baritone.

“You know my grandfather?”

s.h.i.+oriko whispered back, and Masakaze spoke sternly, ostensibly fuming,

“I often play Go, so I saw him play. His playstyle is not about winning, but a highly upright manner that is very refres.h.i.+ng. I like it a lot.”

s.h.i.+oriko relaxed her face and lips slightly, and Hikaru had his hand on her shoulder, giving a gentle expression as he seemingly supported her sidelong.

Koremitsu finally heaved a sigh of relief.

“You must have been worried about him, but don’t worry too much when living here. Just stay here for the time being.”

“So-Sorry to trouble you for the time being.”

s.h.i.+oriko’s face was contorted as she looked ready to break down in tears, her hands placed in front as she gave a formal bow.

Masakaze nodded slight, and then returned inside with a frown.

“Koremitsu, the hot water’s almost done. Let the guest have a bath before dinner. Don’t let her use the cheap soap and shampoo you and gramps use; I got some samples from my workplace. Let me look for them.”

After saying this, Koharu too went in.

Koremitsu then says,

“Put down the baggage. Koharu said that the guest room is full of stuff. We can only finish clearing tomorrow, so just sleep in my room or the calligraphy cla.s.sroom for the time being. Gramps has a calligraphy cla.s.s there, so the cla.s.sroom has the stench of ink. It’s still much better than the animal stench in my room though. Ah, that room’s separated from the main house, so I don’t know if you’ll be scared there…”

“…It’s fine. I can sleep there.”

s.h.i.+oriko calmly answered, her voice as lethargic as ever.

“Oh, is that so? Let’s go there then.”

Koremitsu then carried her luggage as he led her to the calligraphy cla.s.sroom outside the main house.

The j.a.panese-styled room was covered with tatamis and short tables.

He moved the tables to the wall, clearing out some s.p.a.ce.

“Okay. You want a bath, right?”

s.h.i.+oriko put her backpack down together with her pochette, and remained still with her head lowered. After Koremitsu spoke to her with a deliberate optimistic tone…

“Th…”

“Hm? What? You want to bathe later?”

“Thanks…”

Koremitsu saw her reply downheartedly, and was at his wits end.

“…I-It’s nothing much. I don’t want you to owe me anything, so you can just say whatever you want. Alright, go bathe now. You’ll relax once you have a bath.”

s.h.i.+oriko nodded slightly and headed off to the bathroom as per his instruction.

Koharu had prepared a towel, washcloth and a cute bucket containing a shampoo set and bar soap on the was.h.i.+ng machine. Koremitsu handed them over to s.h.i.+oriko, who took them obediently.

Koremitsu reached his hand into the water, and found that it was suitably warm.

The Akagis typically took hot baths, so Koharu must have cooled the water a little for s.h.i.+oriko to bathe in, as it would be more suited for children.

“Just call for me if you need anything.”

Once he said this, he exited the bathroom.

He closed the door, leaned his back on the door, and took a long sigh.

“That s.h.i.+ko’s being so obedient out of a sudden. I don’t know what to do.”

Koremitsu would rather be agitated by her arrogant att.i.tude than see her being so downhearted.

Hikaru too looked gloomy,

“s.h.i.+ko was like this the last time her grandfather was hospitalized, and I stayed at her house to keep her company. This is the second time, so I guess she’s more worried now.”

“We can’t cheer her up?”

“We can only be with her for now and talk to her more.”

He said dejectedly.

As s.h.i.+oriko was bathing, Koremitsu moved the blanket to the calligraphy room, placed the air dryer set inside, and made the blanket fluffy.

“Is it not too hot to put a dryer here in such weather? You can dry it out in the sun if you had known.”

“It’ll get cold at night, so I guess it’s fine.”

After that, Koremitsu returned to the bathroom, and saw s.h.i.+oriko in a one-piece bathrobe and her hair wrapped in a towel. The towel bathrobe was knee-high, and could probably have been used as a pajamas.

“Erm…may I borrow the hairdryer?”

“Eh, okay. The dryer’s on the was.h.i.+ng basin. Just use it.”

“…Thanks.”

She shut the door.

And then, one could hear the sound of the dryer breathing out hot air.

“In the end, she is still a little girl at heart.”

Hikaru inadvertently chuckled.

They had hamburger steak for dinner, a rare sight at the Akagis.

There were thin slices of red carrots and green peppers. Koharu did tell them not to be picky with their food, but she still spent quite some effort preparing foods children liked to eat.

(Oh yeah. Koharu also has a kid the same age as s.h.i.+ko…)

Koremitsu suddenly recalled as he ate the hamburger covered with sweet sauce.

Koharu was divorced because her ex-husband had an affair, and at that time, her child, Koremitsu’s cousin, was only 1 year old.

Koremitsu did not know how Koharu and her husband had negotiated things through, and though she often begrudged her ex-husband over and over again, she never mentioned her child, who was with him.

Koharu could never meet her child because of her parents-in-law demands. Given Koharu’s defiant personality, this had to be something she had to agree to.

Though she looked and sounded aloof when dealing with s.h.i.+oriko, one would notice her staring at s.h.i.+oriko from time to time if he paid attention.

Perhaps she was concerned of s.h.i.+oriko as her only relative was hospitalized, but as she continued to look at s.h.i.+oriko, there was a seemingly sense of anguish in her eyes.

(I guess Koharu may have thought of her own kid when she looks at s.h.i.+ko…)

Koremitsu thought, and suddenly felt his heart wrench.

There were no conversations at the dining table, and it was extremely calm. Once s.h.i.+oriko had finished her food,

“Thank you for the meal. It was delicious.”

She lowered her head in appreciation.

Once dinner was over, Koremitsu brought s.h.i.+oriko back to the calligraphy room.

The futon was already dried.

But it was 8pm. Even a child would not sleep that early.

“You want to play a game? I only have Flower Cards and Poker Cards. Ah, there’s Go too. You know how to play Five in a Row?”

“I’m going to sleep.”

s.h.i.+oriko calmly said and immediately snuggled into the futon laid on the tatami.

“Oh yeah, you didn’t sleep last night, huh? Good night then. Call me on the cellphone if you need me.”

Just when Koremitsu was about to exit the room, a little hand was tugging at the buckle of his jersey shorts.

“What is it?”

He looked back and saw s.h.i.+oriko looking up at him shyly, saying,

“Erm…well…”

“What? Just say it.”

“Well…”

She still had yet to let go of Koremitsu’s shorts as she lowered her stare.

The silence continued as she seemed hesitant.

“…”

(Is she scared of being alone?)

“Alright, I’ll give you a special privilege today. I’ll be your watchdog for the night until daylight. Just sleep well.”

Koremitsu said as he slapped the futon.

s.h.i.+oriko then spoke softly,

“Let’s…sleep together.”

“Huh?”

Koremitsu was flabbergasted to hear this.

s.h.i.+oriko cringed her neck and hid her face. She however continued to hold onto Koremitsu’s shorts, and stammered,

“When grandpa was hospitalized the last time…Hikaru slept with me every night. That’s why…”

(HEY, HIKARU!!! YOU DIDN’T DO ANYTHING WEIRD TO HER, DID YOU!!?)

Though Koremitsu knew that Hikaru was trying to comfort her, he gave him a doubtful look.

Hikaru hurriedly waved his hands as he stood by the side,

“Of-Of course not, Koremitsu! Why are you looking at me like that? Even though I give my all when comforting women, I will not do anything  to a nine-year old girl! I swear that I never did anything to her! I just slept with her normally!”

(THIS GUY’S DEFINITION OF ‘NORMAL’ CAN’T BE TRUSTED!! HIS IDEA OF MEETING A GIRL IS TO KISS!!!)

“I really do not have any vile thoughts at all! Really! Are you saying that you can get excited by sleeping with a little girl asking you for help?”

“Y-You idiot! How’s that possible!?”

Koremitsu inadvertently yelled, and suddenly sensed that something was amiss.

“No, I wasn’t saying that to you, s.h.i.+ko.”

He then hurriedly explained matters to a worried-looking s.h.i.+oriko.

Hikaru clapped his hands together, and apologized gently,

“Sleep with s.h.i.+ko for now anyway. Anyone, no matter whether adult or child, wishes for another person’s body warmth when upset.”

s.h.i.+oriko did not let go of Koremitsu’s shorts as she retreated, biting her lips slightly, looking very fragile.

“Guess I got no choice.”

Koremitsu carelessly opened the futon, and s.h.i.+oriko was startled as she clasped her hands in front of her.

“Hey, move over a little.”

Looking extremely tense, s.h.i.+oriko moved a little, and Koremitsu sat beside her,

“This probably is the first time I’m sleeping with someone else.!

Perhaps he was cuddled by his mother into sleep during his infancy, which he had no memories…

He laid the futon out, turned to s.h.i.+oriko, and laid down beside her.

s.h.i.+oriko immediately blushed.

“Don’t look at me. Turn the other side!”

She pushed Koremitsu away with her hands

“Huh? You really are fussy.”

“I’m not! You have no delicacy at all!”

She grumbled, looking very embarra.s.sed.

“Good grief. Is  this alright now?”

Koremitsu turned his back on s.h.i.+oriko, and immediately felt something soft sticking onto him He was taken aback by this sense of touch he never felt before, and wondered,

(Kids are so warm.)

Hikaru too laid down besides Koremitsu, beaming as he looked on.

“It certainly is cute seeing s.h.i.+ko clinging on your back. How does it feel to be used as a bolster by a 9-year- old girl?”

(Shaddup! Stop laughing at me! Scram!)

Koremitsu glared at Hikaru, but the latter’s grin remained as he observed them.

“Hey…want  to switch off the lights?”

“…Leave it on.”

(How the heck am I supposed to sleep now?)

 “I think it is better to remain as it is. I can see your embarra.s.sed look when it is brighter.”

(You big pervert!! Did you say such lines to girls too!!?)

As long as Koremitsu opened his eyes, he would end up seeing Hikaru. Left without a choice, he kept his eyes closed.

Once he closed his eyes however, the sensation of s.h.i.+oriko’s body warmth and breath was more p.r.o.nounced, and he was sweating nervously.

There was no way he could let his thoughts wander over a 9-year-old.

However…

(A kid’s warmth…no, a human’s warmth…feels very comforting. Why’s it that I’m embarra.s.sed yet relieved when it’s like this?)

—and I can only relax when someone accompanies me…

”I can’t sleep when I’m alone”

Hikaru mentioned this before when they first met.

“Don’t talk about such weak things.” Though Koremitsu had that though, this first experience of body warmth spreading in his body was seeping into his heart, making it really relieving.

“My back can at least provide some comfort for the kid, right?“

“Did I give some of it to her?”

(If that’s the case, that’s good.)

It did not matter even if Hikaru teased him

Was that sweet gra.s.sy aroma coming from her?

His closed eyelids relaxed, ostensibly melting.

His back, arms, legs were gradually losing all tangiblity, ostensibly becoming one with that soft thing.

(d.a.m.n…I’m starting to sleep too…how am I going to be her watchdog…?)

He was unknowingly falling asleep,breathing.

Hikaru’s gentle voice rang at his ear.

“There’s a big kid and a small kid. Sure feels like two kids are sleeping together.”

It was Sunday morning.

s.h.i.+oriko had already woken up by the time Koremitsu did, and she had changed clothes.

Through his sleepy eyes, Koremitsu could see her seated by the window, looking at the handphone, probably checking through the messages. He immediately sat up in shock.

“Good morning, Koremitsu. You slept like a log.”

Hikaru giggled as the sun shone behind him. Lapis too was beside him as it stared at Koremitsu

coldly with its indigo eyes.

(Don’t block my vision now, d.a.m.n it!)

Koremitsu glared at Hikaru, and found s.h.i.+oriko staring at him.

He hurriedly greeted,

“Mo-Morning. You woke up rather early today, huh?”

He was a tad embarra.s.sed upon realizing how he slept like a baby.

s.h.i.+oriko too blushed as she calmly answered,

“…Morning.”

She turned her head away as she focused on the cellphone.

It seemed s.h.i.+oriko too was embarra.s.sed by this.

Lapis glanced aside, ‘what a brat’, and seemed to mutter this as it started combing itself

nonchalantly.

Hikaru continued to beam.

Koremitsu pretended to ignore him as he said,

“Do you eat breakfast, s.h.i.+ko? After that, I’ll go visit your grandpa with you, and I’ll go to your house later to water the plants.”

s.h.i.+oriko did not look back at him,

“…Alright.”

And murmured.

The Akagi’s typical breakfast was j.a.panese-styled.

On this day, breakfast included rice that was cooked to perfection, grilled saba fish slices, sticky natto, fragrant dried seaweed, and miso soup that included cabbage, mushrooms and bran.

Also, there was milk and oranges, something that was uncommonly seen.

s.h.i.+oriko finished her breakfast, and even brought her used cutlery to the kitchen.

“Erm…pl-please let me help.”

She whispered, and Koharu replied with relief,

“Really? Then please clear up with with Koremitsu then.”

“What? Me too?”

“Of course. You want to slack when the guest’s doing work?”

“Guess I got no choice.”

Koremitsu washed the dishes, and handed them for s.h.i.+oriko to dry.

Hikaru continued to watch blissfully, whilst Masakaze and Koharu pretended to be aloof as they watched on, scowling.

Bad news awaited them once they arrived at the hospital.

Tomohiko was still weak, and unable to revert back to his usual lifestyle. According to the hospital, it would be difficult for him to recover considering his age; s.h.i.+oriko may have already realized this

She clenched her fists, remaining silent.

Tomohiko laid on the bed, unable to get up, but he smiled once he saw s.h.i.+oriko..

“You came to look for me, Riko.”

There was distraught in s.h.i.+oriko’s eyes, but she quickly showed a smile, and said,

“I’ll take care of those flowers, grandpa. Don’t worry.”

“Thank you, Riko. Have the Summer Camellias and Oleanders bloomed yet? The k.u.mquat should be golden now, right?”

Koremitsu saw s.h.i.+oriko clench her fists a few times.

Their apartment was merely filled with a few pitiful light-colored flowers in several pots, and had no Summer Camelias, Oleanders or k.u.mquat.

s.h.i.+oriko knew that Tomohiko was talking about the house they had before they moved, and she knew that he a.s.sumed he was talking to her daughter. She continued to force a smile however, and this wrenched Koremitsu’s heart.

Hikaru too frowned despondently.

“I have to get back there before the Summer Camellias wilt.”

“Y-Yeah, let’s go view some flowers together, grandpa.”

s.h.i.+oriko nodded, and Tomohiko squinted his eyes tenderly. He could no longer differentiate between his daughter and granddaughter, but he really loved them all the same.

He also thanked Koremitsu,

“Riko has been in your care. Thank you for everything.”

“Not really. My family’s rather happy too. It looks like they’re happy with the change in our family.”

Koremitsu tried his best to sound courteous as he answered,

But Tomohiko’s blissful smile was too heartwrenching for him.

After that, they arrived at the apartment, and s.h.i.+oriko remained gloomy as they watered the pots indoors and at the balcony.

She clearly sensed that her grandfather was becoming feeble. Though he remained spirited in the hospital as he smiled, he was most likely trying his best to remain that way.

s.h.i.+oriko’s eyebrows were droopy, and she remained silent.

“Let’s rest for a while.”

Koremitsu handed the baumkuchen and coffee milk he bought at the convenience store to s.h.i.+oriko.

She was nudged and made to sit at the short, round table, but did not eat.

She merely took the cake out from the bag and held it in her hand.

“Don’t you like to eat such things, s.h.i.+ko?”

Hikaru spoke to her as he floated to her side; naturally, she did not react.

Koremitsu picked up the baumkuchen from s.h.i.+oriko’s hand, peeled off the outermost layer, and put it in his mouth.

Hikaru’s eyes widened in shock.

“Do you not hate sweet stuff, Koremitsu?”

Koremitsu ignored him as he peeled off one layer of cake after another, putting them in his mouth.

(d.a.m.n it. It’s like my tongue’s covered in sugar.)

s.h.i.+oriko lifted her head as she watched him eat one layer of cake after another in shock. Scowling, Koremitsu then handed the cake to her, and she started peeling one layer after another, eating them.

“…”

“…”

Both of them ate silently

Hikaru had said before that it was unladylike to eat the baumkuchen one layer after another, and hoped that she would change. However, at this point, he merely watched over them silently.

After some time, the baumkuchen got smaller, and s.h.i.+oriko put the last bite into her mouth. She lowered her head as she chewed on it, s.p.a.ced out for a little while, and murmured,

“Grandpa is…a very kind person…”

Koremitsu did not know what to answer, and could only wait with bated breath.

She then continued,

“That’s why…he ended up like that…”

She suddenly frowned, and hissed hoa.r.s.ely,

“That’s why I mustn’t become a good person.”

There was a sinister tinge of emotion in these words, causing Koremitsu to worry and feel a little angsty.

“Why can’t you? You liked your grandpa because he’s very kind, isn’t it?”

“…”

Koremitsu whispered to Hikaru in the toilet.

“What am I supposed to do in such situations? Don’t you have any jokes that can make a woman laugh?”

“It is foolish. The situation will worsen if the joke fails to work”

“Argh. How am I supposed to cheer her up?”

“If only we can buy something to cheer s.h.i.+ko up.”

“Like a toy?”

“Hm…”

Both of them pondered for a while, but were unable to think of anything.

The aid came at an unexpected moment.

Once Koremitsu reached home, he found a large plus.h.i.+e sitting in the middle of the living room.

“What’s this?”

It was a mysterious creature with a long face–the head and body as one, a creature akin to a kappa, a hamster or an ant.

“…It’s a prize I got from pac.h.i.n.ko.”

Masakaze scowled as he said,

“It’s a waste to throw it away…so I brought it back. We so happened to have a young guest with us after all.”

(I thought gramps doesn’t play pac.h.i.n.ko at all?)

Koremitsu was gobsmacked upon hearing this flimsy lie.

Did his grandfather really a.s.sume that n.o.body would see through it.

(So gramps went out to buy the plus.h.i.+e? He carried it home like that? Didn’t he think of how he looks like a bad guy with this…)

Koremitsu imagined the sight of his scowling, savage-looking grandfather walking down the street with a composite plus.h.i.+e of kappa, hamster and ant, and shuddered at the thought.

(Gramps probably did it to cheer s.h.i.+ko up.)

It was clumsy of him, but certainly something he would do.

“Your grandfather is really cool there.”

Hikaru beamed.

Can this grandfather, born before the Second World War, be called cool…?

“What’s this anyway?”

“I don’t know.”

“How do you not know…?”

“The shop attendant recommended this, saying that it’s a trendy thing girls like most…of course, I’m talking about the attendent at the pac.h.i.n.ko shop.”

Masakaze gave two dry coughs.

“At least ask her what this name is…”

Koremitsu grumbled, but s.h.i.+oriko murmured,

“A Capybara.”

Koremitsu turned around, and saw s.h.i.+oriko holding the plus.h.i.+e whilst blus.h.i.+ng.

“This thing’s called a Capybara?”

He asked, and she continued to stare at it before nodding hard.

Hikaru then gently explained,

“It is a large hamster-like animal living in the Amazon River. There are a lot of related merchandises on the market, and it is popular amongst the girls.”

(This weird long creature is popular?)

Koremitsu was a little flabbergasted.

“Ah…s.h.i.+ko. Do you want that, erm, Capybara? This cute thing doesn’t seem to go well with my family.”

s.h.i.+oriko stared at Koremitsu.

It seemed she wanted it, but was too shy to say so,

“Take it.”

And so, Koremitsu took it and pushed it into her arms.

“…Thanks.”

s.h.i.+oriko smiled as she embraced it.

Masakaze pretended to read the newspapers, but in truth, he was glancing at her.

With the plus.h.i.+e in her hands, s.h.i.+oriko tottered towards Masakaze, and bowed, saying,

“Thank you, grandfather Akagi.”

“…I just so happened to win a prize.”

Masakaze hid his face behind the newspaper again, probably trying to hide his blus.h.i.+ng face..

Koremitsu then ushered s.h.i.+oriko back to the calligraphy room while she continued to lean her cheek on the plus.h.i.+e delightfully.

“I’m going off for a while now.Is that alright? You won’t feel bored?”

“…I’m going to do my homework.”

s.h.i.+oriko continued to hold onto the plus.h.i.+e as she answered and sat down on the tatami.

“I won’t bother you then.”

Once he said this, Koremitsu and Hikaru left the room.

“Right. Now to clean up the guest room.”

“I really wished I could help. Shall I change into a maid costume and cheer for you ‘do your best, master’? Or do you prefer to have a cheerleader?”

“I don’t want any! Right, got to do something first.”

Koremitsu returned to the living room, and thanked Masakaze.

“Thanks for buying the plus.h.i.+e for s.h.i.+ko, gramps. She’s much more livelier.”

“Just something I won as a prize.”

Masakaze continued to insist.

Well, I’ll just a.s.sume that’s the case.

Masakaze’s face was shrouded in pessimism.

“Anyway…how’s Mr Wakagi doing?”

Koremitsu’s heart sank.

“It doesn’t…look good.”

He repeated what he heard at the hospital, and upon hearing this, Masakaze’s frown deepened.

“It looks like s.h.i.+ko will be staying with us for a while…I’ll try my best to take care of her so that she won’t trouble you.”

“I don’t find it troublesome at all. It’s rude to say such things to the guest.”

Masakaze warned harshly.

And with that sharp  expression of his, he stared into the air, and looked gloomily, saying,

“Mr Wakagi was my savior. Twenty years ago, when your grandmother left me, I practically spoke with no one; I was frowning, my eyes sharp as knives…n.o.body in the Go club dared to talk to me, and I felt it was okay to remain like this.”

At that time, Tomohiko was the only one willing to talk to him.

–Would you like to have a game with me?

He sat down in front of Masakaze, and asked amicably.

When they were playing, he talked about his own family with a sincere and heartfelt tone.

Matters like his wife pa.s.sing away, and him raising his young daughter, born to him at a late age.

Though his life was filled with trepidation and failures, that he had the arduous life,  there were still things to be happy about.

–The older we become, the more things we will lose, but we will get certain things. I think those things are what we should treasure.

Masakaze was impetuous and distrustful because his wife left him, and upon hearing Tomohiko’s words, felt a silent shock in his heart.

Even if he lost something, he gained something.

At this point, he realized they were important.

“The reason why this savage looking man, annoying old geezer isn’t alone is because of those words Mr Wakagi said…”

Masakaze must have been reminiscing the past 20 years.

He closed his eyes, looking enlightened.

(Savior…)

Masakaze’s words too throbbed Koremitsu’s heart.

He muttered,

“Mr Wakagi…really is an unbelievably good man.”

–I definitely don’t want to be a good guy.

s.h.i.+oriko once said this in anguish.

But her grandfather saved Koremitsu’s grandfather 20 years ago.

Even 20 years on, Masakaze spoke graciously of s.h.i.+oriko’s grandfather–Tomohiko Wakagi, that he was a good man.

This point itself blew aside all the darkness in Koremitsu’s heart.

“Say these words to s.h.i.+ko next time, gramps.”

Masakaze clearly looked fl.u.s.tered upon hearing that, seemingly awkward before he answered aloofly.

“Humph, how would women understand such things?”

“I never thought Mr Tomohiko had such a wonderful conversation with your grandfather. It certainly is an enigma how humans can get along with each other through various ways?”

Hikaru spoke seriously as Koremitsu went from the living room to the guest room.

“I suppose the reason why we became friends is because I saw the moment you saved that old man you did not know from being knocked down back then.”

“Such an annoying coincidence.”

“But such small bonds have certain significances besides coincidence itself. It really is great that I am able to maintain this bond with you.”

“Really? I think it’s during the time I went to your funeral…”

“Are you regretting it?”

“What do you think?”

Koremitsu answered coldly, for he was suddenly embarra.s.sed at the mere mention of it, and slid the paper door aside.

What feelings will I have 20 years later when I recall what I did with this guy?

Perhaps Hikaru will no longer be with me…

Upon thinking about this, Koremitsu felt a p.r.i.c.k in his heart.

“Right. Time to get to work.”

He tried to motivate himself.

It was a lot more work than what he had a.s.sumed, as everything inside was a mess. His first actions were to move the bulky items to his room first.

While Koremitsu was sweating away as he toiled, Hikaru floated above as he watched,

“You really are a blue-collared guy, Koremitsu. That is so cool. Ah right, construction work clothes will definitely suit you, like this kind.

He said as he changed into a set of work clothes that did not suit him at all.

“Try wearing it one day and go out to hook some girls. They will surely be mesmerised by your savageness.”

(I’m really regretting the fact that I went to your funeral.)

Koremitsu grumbled in his heart.

After finally finis.h.i.+ng the work, Koremitsu returned to the calligraphy room.

s.h.i.+orio was seated on the floor, staring at the phone

Her stiff sidelong expression shocked Koremitsu.

(Why’s she looking so depressed again?)

The Capybara plus.h.i.+e was placed beside her as she leaned on it, looking grim as she stared at the cellphone.

Was she waiting for contact from the hospital?

(I thought she’ll be a little happier once gramps bought the plus.h.i.+e for her. Is there something…?)

Koremitsu looked around the room, and saw no forms of entertainment, just inkstones and brushes.

(Oh yeah!)

He moved a short table that was leaning on the wall, brought it to s.h.i.+oriko, and dropped it heavily in front of her.

s.h.i.+oriko widened her eyes, and Hikaru too looked surprised,

“Alright. Let’s do calligraphy.”

s.h.i.+oriko’s face was full of skepticism as Koremitsu laid out pieces of calligraphy paper in front of her. He then started to grind the ink in a fluid manner.

“Try writing something. Anything you think of.”

He placed the pen brush in her hand, and she merely stared at the papers blankly, not moving at all.

“What words do you like?”

“…”

“Ah seriously…”

Koremitsu grabbed another ink brush, reached his arm out from behind her, dipped the brush into the ink, and drew a large word on the paper

Firm and vigorous black strokes.

The lines and curves were filled with utmost vigor.

With bated breath, s.h.i.+oriko watched the word written on it–the marks left behind by the brushstrokes.

“…Purple?”

“Yeah. That’s your name.”

s.h.i.+oriko blushed as she stared at this word, filled with such vitality.

“Right. Now it’s your turn.”

He then laid out another layer of paper.

She gulped, and slowly moved her ink brush.

And then, she wrote the word ‘purple’ cautiously.

“Your handwriting looks better…”

s.h.i.+oriko complained, and Koremitsu suggested,

“You need to add more force here. Just write with more strength.”

He did a sample writing on the paper s.h.i.+oriko wrote on, and once s.h.i.+oriko took a look at it, wrote the word on a third piece of paper.

The sticky ink was splattered upon the j.a.panese writing paper, and she frowned, complaining,

“The ink’s squirting out.”

“So be it thenl Keep writing.”

“Argh, it got on my clothes..”

“It’ll be clean after was.h.i.+ng it.”

s.h.i.+oriko puffed her cheeks as she wrote again, but she groaned dejectedly, unhappy with her attempt,

“How do I make this part a little thicker?”

“Tilt the stalk a little, and use this part to write.”

s.h.i.+oriko continued to write ‘purple’ over and over again while this conversation continued.

The lifeless, feeble thin brushstrokes soon became thick, larger, and vigorous.

Whenever Koremitsu was depressed or agitated in his youth, he would sit in front of the short table alone, and write.

He wrote on the papers, venting his emotions on it.

And then, he would spread his arms wide, full of reprieve as he laid on the tatami covered in brushstroke words.

Back then, all he could see was a black ceiling, but this time, he saw an angelic boy with soft blond hair, smiling at him with a gentle expression.

It was dazzling, like all the light gathered upon a single point.

s.h.i.+oriko too began to smile.

“Try writing something else this time.”

“Okay.”

Koremitsu wrote the words ‘blameless’, ‘upright’, ‘honest poverty’ and ‘genteel’, wanting her to repeat the words. However, s.h.i.+oriko puffed her cheeks and defiantly wrote the words ‘getting rich quick’, ‘fast profits’, words that a 4th grader typically wo

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You're reading Hikaru ga Chikyuu ni Itakoro…… Vol 3 Chapter 4. This novel has been translated by Updating. Author: Mizuki Nomura,野村美月 already has 1033 views.

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