118話 追憶と普通人 ★
挫折
目的をもって続けてきたことが途中でダメになること。
心が挫け折れること。
人間だれしも生きていれば、一度はこの『挫折』を味わうことになる。
なんてよく言われているけど、そんな挫折がボク、
小学生2年から始めた硬式テニスにボクは夢中になった。
一心不乱に球を追いかけ、相手にゆさぶりをかけたり、隙をついて弱点エリアに球を叩き打つ。この競技にボクはすぐさま魅了された。
そして、どうやら才能があったのか。それとも毎日毎日、上を渇望して練習をし続けた甲斐があったのか。
ボクは小学校6年になる頃には、シングルスで関東地区2位、全国で6位という好成績を収めた。
将来はテニス選手のプロになると幼い心ながら、本気で思っていた。
更なる高みを目指し、自分よりも数段強いプロの大人たちの映像を目に焼き付け、邁進し続けた。
親に薦められてやり始めたスポーツが、いつしか自分の夢になっていた。
そんな折り、ボクは交通事故にあった。
結果は右足の骨折と、右膝への裂傷だ。
そこからボクの地獄は始まった。
リハビリもしたし、しっかりと治療もしてもらい、今の医療技術で施せる最高の処置をしてもらった。それなのに、以前と比べたら右足の違和感はぬぐえない。いや、はっきりと問題があるとわかった。
瞬間的に走り込んだり、球を打つ際の踏み込み時に膝への痛みが走るのだ。
その痛みのせいで、思うように身体が動かない。
これが事故の後遺症だった。
それでもめげずに努力はし続けた。
テニスが好きだったから。
今よりも上手になりたかったから。
プロの選手になりたかったから。
努力を重ねればいつしか結果は伴い、夢は叶うと......すがりつくような思いで練習を続けた。
でも、それからの大会成績は
この結果が......自分が望む高みにまで辿りつけないと、挫折した瞬間だった。
中学に上がってからも、硬式テニスは続けた。中学校では軟式のテニス部はあったけど、硬式はなかったため、元々所属していたテニスクラブを利用してテニスを続ける形になった。
大会の成績は、県でベスト8に入るのがやっとといったところ。
日常生活には問題ないけど、やはり瞬間的に激しい動きをすると右足が痛む。
悔しさを抑え込み、努力を続ける日々。
内心では半ば諦めていたけど、それでも止めることなどできなかった。
だからだろうか。
何かに打ち込み頑張る人間は、自分と同種に思えて好きだった。
クラスメイトが困っていたり、友人知人が努力している姿を見て、応援するだけでなく手伝うこともしばしば。
目標を達成できたみんなは、ボクに感謝をしてくれた。
くんは優しいね」
「朝比奈はいい奴だ。お前のおかげでここまで頑張れた」
「助かったよ、
と、口々にボクを褒め称えてくれた。
努力をすれば必ず結果が出る。
努力している人を成功に導きたいという思いが、人助けに繋がっていたけど。
ボクはみんなが評価するような人格者ではない。
『自分の努力が無駄ではない』と思いこみたい。ボク自身の願望を他人の結果に転写しているだけだ。みんなも成功しているから、きっとボクの努力も実を結び、花開く時がくると。
成功する事例を、どんな些細な事でもいいから......間近で見て、感じて、自分を安堵させたかった。
ただ、それだけだったのだ。
との出会いは覚えていない。
中学一年の時に知り合ったのは確かだけど、数多くいるクラスメイトのうちの一人って認識で、いつの間にかよく一緒にいる友達になっていた。
彼は別段秀でた能力はなかったけど、自分に正直な男ではあった。
ボクの優しさは偽りで、自己満足の
という存在だ。
偽善者であるボクとは正反対で、彼は
世の中にはこんなバカ正直な人もいるのだから、ボクみたいな偽善者が一人ぐらい存在したって別にいいんだ。
そう、気軽に思えた。
普通人なんてモブキャラ扱いされて、自分は
を表すのならば、この言葉がピッタリだ。
傍からみたら、ボクが陽で
自分にも他人にも正直な訊太郎の在り方は強い光に思え、自分の慰めが目的で人に優しく接するボクの心には闇が巣食っていた。
全く性質が異なるからこそ、傍にいると何となく居心地が良かった。
くん。次の期末テストで20位以内に入れたら......私、お母さんから3DS買ってもらえるの......だからお願い! 勉強を手伝って欲しいの! 特に数学なのだけどっ」
めんどうだなぁ......なんて内心でのぼやきを微塵も出さすに笑顔で、『いいよー』と、いつものように安請け合いをしようとする。
「知らんがな。勉強ぐらい自分でしなよ」
何食わぬ顔で、ボクにお願いする女子生徒にダメ出しをする訊太郎。
「普通人にはお願いしてないんですけどー」
名前が思い出せないな......。
この子、誰だっけ......?
も来週に控えたテニスの大会で自主練が忙しいって聞いてるから。たしかそうだったよな?」
「え? まぁ、うん」
くんがそういう事なら......」
とぼとぼとボクから離れていく彼女の後ろ姿を見て、少しぐらい勉強を手伝っても良かったかな、なんて気持ちがムクリと湧きおこる。
だけど、確かに訊太郎が言った通り自分にも余裕があるわけじゃないし、今回は協力を見送ることにした。
と、こんな感じで自分のために汚れ役を受け持ってくれる
正直、訊太郎を利用していたという自覚もあった。
こうしてボクは頼み事を断わるのが苦手だと、訊太郎とよく一緒にいるようになると気付き、その都度彼の親切に甘えていたのだ。
そして普通人と呼ばれる彼と、本格的によく絡むようになったのは中学三年の春も終わる頃。
それは文化祭での出しモノの準備を進めている最中に起きた。
「ねぇ......文化祭って三日後だけどさ......このペースじゃ準備なんて終わらないよね?」
ボクたちのクラスは定番中の定番、お化け屋敷を出す予定だ。
クラスメイトの推薦により、クラス文化祭委員になって出しモノの準備や段取りを中心的に行う役割をボクが担っていたけど......彼女の言う通り、文化祭当日までに準備は終わりそうもなかった。
色々と原因はあったけど、一番はボクの采配が起因してると思う。
役割分担を存分に割りふれてなかったのだ。
「でも、中学校最後の文化祭だし......」
「めんどくさいから、てきとーでいいじゃん」
「そんな言い方ないでしょ」
と、このようにやる気のある人と、ない人の温度差もあって、なかなか上手くいっていなかった。
「まぁまぁ、あまりにお粗末すぎると先生がうるさくなるし、受験での内申点に響いちゃうかもよ」
やる気の低いクラスメイトには、一番効きそうな言葉を選んで仲裁に入る。
がそう言うなら、やるけどよ......それなら、段ボールの追加調達はお前に任せていいよな?」
「うん、わかったよ」
と、こんな感じでボクに仕事が集中していく。
ボクの作業が終わらなければ、周りの作業ペースもおのずと落ちてしまう。
悪循環だ。
でも、この場面で誰かに任せるというのも、クラスの士気に関わると思って自分でこなすしかないだろう。それに頑張っているのはボクだけじゃなく、少数だけど自分の負担が多くなってでも、このお化け屋敷を成功させたいと意気込んでいるクラスメイトも数人いるんだ。彼ら彼女らの頑張りを、努力を無駄にしたくはない。
「っていうか、お化け屋敷って意外としんどいよね。作るのに時間かかっちゃう」
「こんな大変で手のかかる出しモノにするんだったら、もっと簡単なのにすれば良かったと思わない?」
「誰だよ、お化け屋敷にするって言い出したの」
くんだっけ?」
多数決で、かき氷屋と一票差で勝ったのがお化け屋敷だっただけだよ。
はじめに文化祭で何をやるか、案をみんなで出し合う時に、お化け屋敷を提案したのがボクってだけで......。
ぃー間に合わなかったどうするんだよ」
「今更、ちがうのに変えるわけにもいかないし」
「内申に響くのは辛いなぁ......夕輝くん、責任とってくれるよね?」
え?
責任......?
最初はへらへらと笑っていたみんなも、いつの間にか真剣な顔でボクを見つめてきた。
そんな風に問い詰められて、少しポカンとしてしまう。
くんだけのせいじゃないと思うよ......」
「とにかくよぉ、さっさとこのお化けの被りモノに、白を塗りたくんなくちゃいけないから! なくなったペンキ補充しといてくれよ?」
「こっちの資材も足りてないけど、どうすればいい?」
「この布を縫うのって夕輝くんが担当だっけ? この生地だけじゃ足りなくない? どうする?」
ボクを擁護しようとしていた小さな声は、ボクに殺到した質問の波に呑まれていった。
とにかく、今は頑張るしかないか。
そうしてみんなへの対応をするため、ボクが笑顔を浮かべようとすると。
教室内を大声が駆け抜けた。
「おいおいおいおい! こんなの普通だ!」
「でた、普通人。意味不......」
「何が普通なんだよ」
「仏くん、風邪でしばらく休んでたけど、今日の放課後から来てたんだ」
「熱で頭がおかしくなったのか......あいつは、放っておいてよくね? さっさと文化祭の準備しようぜ」
訊太郎の叫びをスルーしようとするクラスメイト達に、訊太郎はめげずに割って入った。
「どんな感じで準備が進んでるかと思って、黙って聞いてたけど! いやいやいや、こんなの普通だろ!」
「だから、何が普通なんだよ?」
一人のクラスメイトが、訊太郎にめんどくさいと言わんばかりの口調で聞き返した。
だけにこんな負担をかけてたら、こうなるのが普通だって。準備が間に合わなくなるのは普通だろう。お前らバカなの?」
その言葉に一同は黙った。
そして、ボクの方をチラリと見ては、バツが悪そうにチラホラと呟いていく。
「まぁ確かに......」
「ちょっと仕事押し付けすぎたかも......」
「でも、夕輝なら大丈夫かと」
「朝比奈くん、うちらより要領いいし......」
の意見でみんなに沈黙が舞い降りた。
「まぁ、休んでいた俺がみんなを攻めるような事を言う資格はないけど」
気まずい空気を払拭するように訊太郎は笑う。
「でも、だからこそ言わせてもらう。
そんな、邪気の欠片もない彼の瞳に吸い込まれそうになる。
「夕輝はもっと他人を頼った方がいいよ」
訊太郎のアドバイスを機に、周囲のみんなはざわついた。
「なんか、その......朝比奈ばっかりに負担かけちゃって悪かった......」
そして口々に謝罪を述べてくるクラスメイトたち。
「あっ......俺も役割が少なかった分、やらせてくれ......」
「お、俺たちもサボりがちだった分、がんばらせてくれ!」
「あたしたちも......夕輝くんに頼りすぎてた分、協力します! させてください!」
こうして中学最後のボクたちの文化祭は成功したのだった。
そんな訳で、日頃から訊太郎には汚れ役を買って出てもらっているのだ。
だからせめて、こんなボクでも彼の恋のサポート役に徹するぐらいは普通だろう。
なんか気にもしてないって知れば、きっと訊太郎の気持ちも少しは晴れるはずだ。
二人がいい方向に向かってくれるといいな。
「あ、そろそろ花火大会の時間が迫ってきてる......」
中学時代の出来事を振り返るのは一旦やめにして、外出の支度を始めよう。
そこで、ふとスマホの画面を確認する。
「やっぱり既読はついてない、ね......」
なぜ集合場所と日時を決めてから、一度も連絡が取れないのかな。
宮ノ内さんが来るってラインをしても既読は付かず、電話にも出てくれない。
スマホの故障でもしたの?
このままじゃ、本当に鬼畜メガネさんである
全力でサポートをする。
だからドッキリみたいな感じになってしまったとしても、すぐに謝って、
の手伝いならば、自己満足のためにやってるという感覚はなくなっていた。
良く分からない感情が渦巻く中、確かにソレは輝いていて、すごく大切でかけがえのないモノなのだと感じるようになっていた。
「これで、よしっと。どうだ、太郎? 可愛いだろう?」
鏡面の前で立つ俺の背後にいる姉が、誇らしげに問い掛けてくる。
姉に軽い着付けをしてもらったのだが......確かに姉の言う通り、鏡には銀髪碧眼の美しい少女が浴衣を着込んでいて、それはそれは......とても可愛らしかった。
さらりと流れる銀糸のような髪を結い上げ、後ろで何度かまとめつつも垂らしており、その毛先が落ちる首周りから白い肌や、うなじがチラリと清涼感を強調している。華奢にして可憐な浴衣姿は、青い果実のみずみずしさとでも言えばいいのだろうか。成長しきっていない、幼さを残す美しさを尚更際立たせている。
浴衣の色は濃紺を基調に、白百合が開き咲く花模様が施されており、淡く輝く銀髪を引き立たせるようにマッチしている。
あたかも、異国のお姫さまが日本のお祭りにお忍びで遊びに来たかのような、幻想的な仕上がりになっている。
「何もここまで......俺、やっぱり学校のジャージで......」
即答する姉。
「こんなに可愛すぎて、食べたくなっちゃう太郎の浴衣姿を衆目に晒すのは、確かに気が引けるし、太郎を見た者すべての目玉を焼き潰したい衝動に駆られなくもないけど。あんた、大事な友達にカミングアウトするんでしょ」
「......それと、この服装は一体なんの関係が?」
「太郎にとって、大事な報告なのでしょ?」
姉には、今日の花火大会で、晃夜や夕輝に性転換病にかかってしまったことをカミングアウトすると伝えてある。
「それは、うん。大事な報告だ」
「時間に余裕があって準備できるのなら、見た目もしっかりしておきなさい。あんた、好きな子とか大切な人と一緒に過ごす時に、きったない恰好と、しっかりした服装、どっちで出歩いた方がいいと思うの?」
「それは......後者だ......」
「じゃあ、今のあるべき姿をそのまま見せつけてきなさい。そもそも夏祭りたるもの、普段着で行ってどうするの」
「いや、そっちの方が楽だし......」
「そうかもしれないけど、あんたの友達って花火大会に学校のジャージで来るタイプなの?」
いや、違うな......。
「今、ありのままの姿の最高を引き出しておくの。その姿で受け入れてくれない輩なら、それまでよ。大丈夫、太郎には私がいるでしょう?」
頼もしい姉だ。
なんだか、上手いように言いくるめられているような気がしないでもないけど、彼女の瞳の色が慈愛に満ち溢れているのも確かだった。
「なんなら、付いて行こうか? むしろ、一緒に行きたいぐらいだし。後ろからコッソリと尾行して様子を見てあげててもいいのよ、そうね、それがいい」
さすがにそこまで甘えられない。
高校生にもなって、姉と花火大会に行くとか恥ずかし過ぎる。
「いや、謹んで遠慮させてもらう」
姉が勝手にストーキング行為に走るのを懸念している訳ではない。
親友二人の反応が心配なのだ。
でも、もう決めたこと。
二人の俺を見た結果がどうであれ、俺は自分の現状を二人に知ってもらわないといけない。じゃないと、現実で起きてる不可思議な現象について進展した話ができないし、このまま隠し通せる事実でもないんだ。
だから、この決心がぶれないように、集合場所や時間がわかった時点で二人からのラインは見なかった。連絡も一切取らないようにした。
一度でも親友達とのやり取りを始めてしまったら、『やっぱり、花火大会は行けない』と、断わりの一文を送ってしまいそうで......お手軽な逃げ道を絶ち切るために、そうした。
「姉、浴衣ありがと。ミシェルのを勝手に借りちゃって、後で謝らないとかな」
「大丈夫よ。きっとあの子も太郎が着るなら文句ないわ」
我らが義妹は、義兄が無断でおふるの浴衣を着ても激怒しない程に器は大きいのだ。
なんとはなしに、姉と目と目で語り合う。
「そっか......じゃあ、行ってくる」
いつまでも、見つめ合ってるわけにはいかない。
前に進まないと。
「いってらっしゃい、太郎。がんばってね」
ひな鳥が巣立つのを見送る親鳥のように、姉は笑顔で手を振ってくれた。
120 118 Stories Memories And Normal People 
Frustration.
That what you have continued with purpose will not work along the way.
That my heart breaks.
If any human being lives, he will taste this' setback 'once and for all.
It's often said that such a setback occurred in my sixth grade when I first visited Yuki Asahina.
I became obsessed with hard tennis, which I started in elementary school two years ago.
Chase the ball uncontrollably, loosening it at the target, or slap the ball into the weak spot area with a gap. I was fascinated by this competition.
And apparently you were talented. Or was it worth the fact that every day, every day, I kept practicing craving up there?
By the time I was six years in elementary school, I had a good score of second in the Kanto District in singles and sixth in the nation.
In the future, with a young heart when I became a professional tennis player, I really thought.
Aiming for further heights, he continued to burn and step forward in the eyes with footage of professional adults a few steps stronger than himself.
When was the sport that my parents recommended me to start doing, it was only my dream?
Such a fold, I was in a car accident.
The result is a fracture to the right leg and a laceration to the right knee.
That's where my hell started.
I had rehab, and I was well treated, and I was given the best treatment I could do with current medical technology. Yet the discomfort in the right foot is not plush compared to still. No, I knew there was a problem clearly.
The pain in your knees runs when you run in momentarily or when you step in to hit a ball.
Because of that pain, my body doesn't move as much as I think.
This was the after-effect of the accident.
Still, I kept trying.
Because I liked tennis.
Because I wanted to be better than I am now.
Because I wanted to be a professional athlete.
If I worked hard, the results would only come with me, and my dreams would come true... and I kept practicing with a sense of connection.
But Fang (Kanba) didn't do well in the tournament after that.
It was a frustrating moment when this result... did not reach the height I wanted.
Even after going to secondary school, rigid tennis continued. In middle school there was a soft tennis section, but there was no hard one, so it took the form of continuing tennis using the tennis club to which it originally belonged.
The results of the tournament include the fact that it is finally in the top 8 in the province.
I don't have a problem with everyday life, but my right leg still hurts when I make intense moves instantaneously.
Days of suppressing remorse and continuing hard work.
I gave up half of it on the inside, but still couldn't stop it or anything.
Is that why?
I liked people who worked hard to punch into something because they seemed alike.
Often I see my classmates in trouble or friends acquaintances trying to help as well as support them.
Everyone who accomplished their goals thanked me.
You're so sweet.
"Asahina is a good guy. Thanks to you, I did my best to get here."
"Thank you, Yuki."
And he praised me with his mouth.
Efforts will always yield results.
Though the desire to lead those who are working hard to success was connected to helping people.
I'm not the kind of personable person everyone appreciates.
I want to think, 'My efforts are not in vain'. I'm just transcribing my own aspirations to other people's results. Everyone is successful, so I'm sure my efforts will bear fruit and the time will come to blossom.
Any trivial example of success is fine... I wanted to take a closer look, feel and appease myself.
It was just that.
Honestly, I don't remember meeting Shintaro.
I'm pretty sure I knew him in junior high, but the perception of one of the many classmates made him a friend I used to be with at some point.
He wasn't capable of being otherwise brilliant, but he was an honest man to himself.
My kindness is false, self-satisfied deception.
The reason for this seems to be the presence of the Buddha Shintaro.
Contrary to me, the hypocrite, he was always natural by the time he was clean.
There are some people in the world who are so stupid and honest that it's okay to say that there was about one hypocrite like me.
Yes, it seemed easy.
Normal people are treated like mob characters, and I may be a yin character... Oh, my God, Shintaro was squeaking, but I don't think so.
If you mean me and Shintaro, that's the perfect word.
From the side, I think the essence was the exact opposite, although I may have been Yang and Shintaro.
The way Shintaro was honest to himself and others seemed to be a strong light, and darkness was nesting in my heart, where my comfort tenderly treated people for a purpose.
It was somewhat cozy when I was beside it because of its completely different nature.
"Um, Asahina. If I get within 20th place in the next final test...... I can get a 3DS from my mother...... so please! I need you to help me study! Especially math."
I don't know... what an inner blur. Smiling to make the dust appear, 'okay,' I try to make a cheap contract, as usual.
"I don't know. As much as I study, I am myself."
Shintaro, who doesn't want to eat, doesn't want me to ask a girl student.
"I didn't ask anyone to do it."
I can't remember your name......
Who is this girl...?
"In dismissal anyway. I also heard that Yuki is busy practicing voluntarily at a tennis tournament she withheld next week. You did, didn't you?
"Huh? Well, yeah"
"Well... if that's what you mean..."
and seeing her back away from me with me, I wonder if I could have helped her study a little, what a murky feeling.
But I certainly don't have room for myself, as Shintaro said, and this time I decided to drop off cooperation.
And it was very convenient for Shintaro to take the dirt for himself like this.
Honestly, there was also a sense that I was using Shintaro.
This is how I realized that I was often with Shintaro when I didn't like turning down favors, and each time I was sweet with his kindness.
And it was around the end of spring in junior high school that I became genuinely well intertwined with him, called a normal person.
That happened as we were preparing for the putting things out at the cultural festival.
"Hey... it's three days after the cultural festival... but at this pace, you're not gonna finish getting ready, are you?
Our class is going to serve a classic, haunted mansion.
On the recommendation of my classmate, I became a Class Culture Festival Commissioner and played a central role in preparing and staging things out... but she was right, the preparations were unlikely to be over by the day of the Cultural Festival.
There were a lot of causes, but I think most of them are due to my extraction.
We weren't fully assigned roles.
"But it's the last cultural festival in middle school..."
"It's so annoying, you can come."
"You don't say that."
and there was also a temperature difference between people who were so motivated and people who didn't, and they weren't doing very well.
"Well, if you're too crude, your teacher will be loud, and it might sound like your insistence on the exam."
For a less motivated classmate, go into arbitration by choosing the word that seems to work best.
"If Yuki says so, I'll do it... then I'll leave it up to you to procure extra cardboard, okay?
"Yeah, I got it."
And this is how my work concentrates on me.
If I don't finish my work, the pace of work around me drops.
It's a vicious cycle.
But leaving it to someone in this situation will also have to do it themselves, thinking it involves class morale. I'm not the only one who's working hard on it, but a handful of classmates who are willing to make this haunted mansion a success, even though they're burdened with it. I don't want to waste their hard work.
"I mean, haunted mansions are surprisingly annoying. It's gonna take me a while to make it."
"Don't you think it would have been easier if we'd made it such a tough, hands-on thing?
"Who is it? I said I'd make it a haunted mansion."
Did you just say "Yuki"?
By majority, it was just the haunted mansion that won by a single vote off the shake ice store.
Introduction When we all came up with our ideas on what to do at the cultural festival, I was the only one who suggested a haunted mansion...
"Hey, Yuki, I didn't make it. What are you gonna do?"
"I can't change it now."
"It's hard to sound insistent... Evening glow, you'll take responsibility, won't you?
Huh?
Responsibilities...?
Everyone who laughed naughty at first also stared at me with a serious face at some point.
Questioned like that, it makes me a little pokanne.
"Hey, I don't think it's just Yuki's fault..."
"Anyway, I just had to paint this haunted thing with white! I'm out of paint. Can you refill it?
"We don't have enough material over here, either, but what do we do?
"Are you in charge of sewing this cloth in the evening glow? Isn't this fabric enough? What do we do?"
The little voice that was trying to defend me was swallowed by the wave of questions that killed me.
Anyway, do we have to work hard now?
That's how I try to smile in response to everyone.
A shout ran through the classroom.
"Whoa, whoa! This is normal!
"So, normal people. Meaning no..."
"What's normal?"
"Buddha, I've been resting for a while with a cold, but I've been here since school today"
"You're out of your mind because of the fever... can he just leave me alone? Let's get ready for the cultural festival."
Shintaro broke into his classmates trying to get through Shintaro's shouts.
"I was wondering what it's like to be ready, and I was listening in silence! No, no, no, this is normal!
"So what's normal?
One classmate asked back in a tone that just said it was hard on Shintaro.
"No, that's why. If I put such a burden on Yuki alone, it would be normal for this to happen. It would be normal not to be ready in time. Are you guys nuts?
I kept my mouth shut with the words.
And when you look at me more like a chill, the bum squeals like a bad chill.
"Well indeed..."
"Maybe I pushed my job a little too hard..."
"But I was wondering if Evening Fai would be okay"
"Asahina-kun, it's better than ours..."
Once again, silence descended on everyone in Shintaro's opinion.
"Well, you don't deserve to tell me what I'm gonna do to everyone when I'm off."
Shintaro laughs to get rid of the awkward air.
"But that's why let me say it. I'm resting (...) minutes (...), use me. Because I'm going to fix it now and do everything I can to make it. That's normal, isn't it?
Such, I'm about to be sucked into his eyes without any shards of evil.
"Evening Fai should rely more on others."
On the advice of Shintaro, everyone around him bothered.
"Something about that... I'm sorry I burdened you with all the morning bina..."
And the classmates who come to verbally apologize.
"Ah... let me do it for less role too..."
"Oh, good luck for what we tended to skip, too!
"We also... we'll work together for what we relied too much on to shine in the evening! Let me!
Thus the cultural festival at the end of secondary school was a success.
For that reason, Shintaro has been buying dirty men to get out every day.
So at least it would be normal for me to be a supporter of his love.
If Mr. Miyanoshi didn't even care about Unsue (Koku) Bai (Haku), I'm sure Shintaro's feelings would be a little clearer.
I hope you two are heading in the right direction.
"Ah, it's time for the fireworks show..."
Let's stop looking back at what happened in middle school and start making outings.
So, check the screen of the futon phone.
"I knew I hadn't read it..."
I wonder why I haven't been able to get in touch once since I set a meeting place and a date and time.
Mr. Miyano said he was coming, but he didn't read it, and he wouldn't answer the phone.
You even had a smartphone malfunction?
As it is, it becomes a surprise, as Kwok Night (Koya), who is really a livestock glasses man, said. As for Shintaro, he would be terribly upset, and in some cases he might roll in a bad direction... that's all I'm anxious about.
Provide full support.
So even if it feels dodgy, it must be easy to apologize right away and turn to cover enough to write off Shintaro's upset.
With the help of Shintaro and Koya, there was no longer a sense that they were doing it for self-satisfaction.
While the emotions swirled I didn't know well, Sole did shine and I was starting to feel like it was a very important and irreplaceable thing.
"Now, okay. What do you say, Taro? Isn't she cute?
My sister, standing in front of me in the mirror, proudly asks.
I had my sister put on a light outfit... but she did say, the mirror had a beautiful girl with silver hair and blue eyes in her yukata, which was... very cute.
He tied up his hair like rustling silver thread and draped it together several times behind him, his hair tips dropping from around his neck, white skin and noodles accentuating tingling and sobriety. Can I say that the luxuriously poor yukata look is a blue-fruit mistletoe? It highlights the beauty of not growing well and leaving behind the young.
The colour of the yukata is based on dark blue, with a floral pattern with white lilies opening and blooming, which matches to accentuate the pale and radiant silver hair.
It has a fantastic finish, as if an exotic princess had come to visit us at a Japanese festival.
"Nothing so far... me, in school jersey after all..."
A sister who answers instantly.
"I do find it tempting to expose the crowd to Taro's yukata that makes me so cute and want to eat it, and I don't have to be driven by the urge to burn all the eyeballs of those who see Taro. You're gonna cum out to your dear friend."
"... what the hell does that have to do with this outfit?
"It's an important report for Taro, isn't it?
I tell my sister that at today's fireworks show, she will be cumming out that she has contracted sexually transferable diseases at night of shaking and evening glow.
"That's, yeah. Important report."
"If you can afford the time and get ready, make sure you look good. You, when you spend time with your favorite child or loved one, you think you should either walk away with an unfinished outfit or a solid outfit?
"It's... it's the latter..."
"Then show me what I'm supposed to be. What do you do when you go to summer festivals in the first place?"
"No, it's easier that way..."
"Maybe so, but are your friends the type to come to a fireworks show in school jersey?
No, you're not...
"We're going to bring out the best of what we are right now. If you don't accept me like that, that's it. It's okay, Taro will have me, won't he?
She's a reliable sister.
I don't know, I don't feel like I'm being told to be good, but I was also certain that the color of her eyes was full of charity.
"What, shall I follow you? Rather, I want to go with you. You can tail him from behind, see how he's doing, you know, that's good."
I just can't be that sweet.
I'm too embarrassed to be in high school and go to a fireworks show with my sister or something.
"No, I'm sorry to disturb you."
I'm not concerned about my sister running into stalking on her own.
I'm worried about the reaction of my two best friends.
But what I've already decided.
Whatever happens when you two see me, I need you both to know what's going on with me. Otherwise, we can't talk about the incredible phenomenon that's happening in real life, and it's not a fact that we can keep hiding it through.
So I didn't see a line from the two of them when I found out where and when to meet so that this determination wouldn't go astray. I tried not to contact him at all.
Once I started interacting with my best friends, 'I knew, I couldn't go to a fireworks show,' I was going to send a no... to cut off an easy escape route, I did.
"Sister, thank you for the yukata. I borrowed Michelle's on my own, and I don't think I'll apologize later."
"It's okay. I'm sure he won't complain if Taro wears it either."
Our sister-in-law's vessel is so big that her brother-in-law wouldn't be furious if she wore a muffled yukata without permission.
What a thing, talking to my sister with her eyes and eyes.
"Oh well... well, I'll be there"
Forever, we can't just stare at each other.
We have to move on.
"Come on, Taro. Good luck with that."
My sister smiled and waved at me like a parent bird dropping off a bird to nest.
I Became a Beautiful Girl, but I’m still an MMO Junkie
美少女になったけど、ネトゲ廃人やってます。
https://www.novelupdates.com/series/i-became-a-beautiful-girl-but-im-still-an-mmo-junkie/
Adventure Comedy Fantasy Gender Bender Mystery Psychological Shoujo Ai
Accelerated Growth Adapted to Manga Age Regression Alchemy Appearance Changes Appearance Different from Actual Age Beautiful Female Lead Chuunibyou Curious Protagonist Cute Protagonist Demi-Humans Disabilities Doting Older Siblings Fairies Famous Protagonist Fast Learner Friendship Loli Male to Female Misunderstandings MMORPG Multiple POV Mysterious Illness Older Love Interests Overprotective Siblings Past Plays a Big Role Past Trauma Pill Concocting Popular Love Interests Race Change Sword And Magic Virtual Reality Weak to Strong
https://ncode.syosetu.com/n0170db/
星屑ぽんぽん