57 – The girl wants to know
The glass that fell on the floor shattered and wet the carpet.
Although she was aware that she had been rude to the invited guest,
“Da, da, you…” !”
I couldn’t do anything and stuttered.
Her outstretched hand is shaking.
As people flocked in, Minsu was embarrassed and waved his hands.
“Oh, no… ! That’s not what I’m saying! I think there is some misunderstanding….”
He cried out desperately to me, sweating so hard that I could tell he was just as embarrassed as I was.
“First, listen to me! “You’ll understand when I explain, okay?”
“……… ….”
As I looked at Minsu like that, my anger slowly subsided.
Definitely… I didn’t listen to him until the end.
My father said that being easily excited and raising my voice is one of the behaviors I need to improve.
There must be some misunderstanding now.
I extended my hand to the people who approached me, told them that nothing had happened, and sat back down.
“……… Excuse me. “You invited a guest and ended up being rude.”
“Oh, no… “Because I said some harsh things.”
There was a moment of silence between us.
The glass is cold and the snack is untouched.
I lowered my head and opened my mouth, thinking that I had put pressure on the invited guest.
“I would like to apologize for my actions just now. “Can you please forgive my rude behavior?”
“Ah…… Huh. Are you okay.”
Mr. Minsu cleared his throat and carefully spoke.
“…… “I heard what Yuuki said about you.”
“Yes?”
I raised my head at that one word.
What does Yuuki think of me?
I think he harbored a love for me deep inside, and only secretly shared it with his friend.
With anticipation rising, I asked for an answer with earnest eyes.
“……… “You’re unlucky.”
“Huh?”
That’s… ….
In the split second the word entered his head and he interpreted its meaning, Minsu continued speaking in embarrassment.
“Oh, that’s not what I said? Yuuki really said that.”
“Good luck… ….”
“Yes. “No.”
Does that mean you don’t like my actions?
I have heard a lot about the words and actions of ordinary people.
The term unlucky is clearly a negative statement.
Mr. Minsu said, waving his hand as if to explain it.
“No, you and Yuuki are different in many ways. Standard of living, demeanor, personality, way of speaking… “All of that.”
“Yes… ….”
“Yuuki seemed to have aversion to that.”
Not me… Rejection of everything I have.
But denying that is the same as denying myself.
I guess that’s what you just said.
The heart I had hoped for calmed down.
I bowed my head again.
Now that I think about it, Yuuki-sama treated me with unfamiliar expressions and eyes, even though it had been a long time since we had seen each other.
He continued to reject and push away my numerous approaches and expressions.
Akira Shiraishi when I was young and me now.
Things change and I also change. If Yuuki-sama can’t accept me like that….
“So, Shiraishi… “I will help you with that.”
“Yes?
I raised my head and made eye contact with Minsu.
With a trusting smile, he opened his mouth.
“About Yuuki…… “No, no.”
Minsu shook his head once and said once more.
“I’ll tell you about how ordinary people live.”
“That’s… ….”
You said something that surprised me.
Living… method….
What is that… What is it… ?
***
I thought something big was going to happen.
When Shiraishi stood up and shouted at me. When I saw the maid approaching, as well as the shadows of men in black suits from afar, I waved my hand in awe.
She finally calmed down and listened to me.
I told her what I had been planning in her head all along.
“That… For reference, Shiraishi. Have you seen a movie recently?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean it literally. Movie.”
She tilted her head and gestured lightly.
Then the butler, who was standing far away, took out the remote control from his pocket.
“Yes. Of course. The work I saw a few days ago….”
A large screen comes down on one side of the wall.
Shiraishi spoke about the film that won the top prize at an awards ceremony and began explaining its artistic value and thematic awareness.
“Now, wait a minute…” Shiraishi!”
“…… Yes? “Why are you doing that?”
“I’m not curious about the content of the movie… Have you ever been to the movie theater?”
“……… ….”
She looks at me quietly as if asking what I mean.
“So… I got a ticket… Sitting in the theater seats… “Have you ever seen a movie with a large group of people?”
Shiraishi shook her head silently.
“Then…” What about the arcade? Have you ever been there?”
“Oh… “Rock?”
“Game!”
“I once played chess with children from other families who were invited to my house… I’m not the type of person who enjoys things like that….”
Oh my… Lady’s concentration is too high.
To her, Sakuraba Academy, the school we attend, and their lives were almost like an unknown world.
“Okay, then switch! “Do you know anything?”
“……… “Are you talking about electric lights?”
A truly pure white snow field.
Footprints are left wherever you step.
“Convenience store?! Have you ever been there?”
“……… I’ve seen it before. “I’ve never been in there before.”
It was an unexplored land itself.
“The bathhouse… Karaoke or…… Or a cafe….”
She was staring at me blankly, as if she didn’t understand the intention of my question at all.
“Are you short on coffee?”
Yes, this is it.
There is no need to doubt one bit.
I decided to bring Shiraishi down to our level.
The ‘we’ referred to here is me or Kato Haruna. At the same time, Yuuki Yuu.
In one word, it is an experience for the common people.
In that way, Shiraishi’s perspective can be compared to that of ordinary students… In other words, it is set to a similar level to Yuuki.
Ordinary students do not go to school by helicopter.
Of course, even a rich girl would not normally parachute from a helicopter.
Usually students bring packed lunches or use the school cafeteria during lunch time.
This means that they do not set up an outdoor buffet by hiring chefs and maids.
After school, I play with my friends or go home normally.
No common people get into a limousine and return to a mansion to enjoy a tea party.
That is, it was like that.
As I explained in detail, Shiraishi listened to me without interruption from beginning to end with curious eyes.
How can she take a bath while showing her naked body to others? Without making a fuss about not wanting to go to a narrow and crowded place.
“If I get used to those things…” ….”
Shiraishi spoke quietly.
“Yuki-sama, would you please look at me again?”
“I can’t say 100 percent, but….”
Yuuki is not a very picky man.
Of course, she did say things like she likes cute, pretty, and dedicated women.
Shiraishi was a beautiful girl that no one could deny.
If she reduces her unique words, actions and personality to a normal level, adapts to life at her academy, and leads a smooth life.
She will be able to get close enough to Yuuki.
“There must be a possibility! Believe!”
There is no way her Yuuki wouldn’t like her.
No, anyone other than Yuuki. Because she, too, is a heroine with charm that you can’t help but fall in love with.
“Then what should I do from now on… !?”
She jumped up and shouted. Her
I also follow her and get up from her seat.
“It’s cooking!”
“Yes!? “What is that?!”
Currently, the relationship between her and Yuuki is the worst.
Shiraishi should first apologize. Being able to restore her favorability from minus to zero. She has to work hard.
“Let’s make a packed lunch tomorrow.”
“That’s… !”
“Shiraishi, do you know how to cook?”
“Of course!”
She proudly stretched out her arms and shouted.
“I am the proud daughter of the Shiraishi family! “Cooking is a breeze!”
“That habit of speaking is prohibited from now on!”
“Yes!?”
First of all, it is a step forward. Shiraishi was able to do this because, although what she did was a little outside the category of normal people, her acting ability was second to none.
“I’m handing the lunch box you made directly to Yuuki!”
“Ah… !!”
She shouted to the employees with a look of deep emotion.
“Please prepare the cooking ingredients! “I’ll change my clothes and come out, so please guide Minsu to the kitchen!”
“Ah, lady… ! What is that… !”
“I will not accept any disagreement! “Move quickly!”
As soon as she gave an angry command, they rushed out somewhere. Shiraishi looked back at me with a smile on his face.
“Mr. Minsu. “I don’t know how to thank you for your help today.”
“No, I haven’t even started cooking yet.”
“My heart is pounding…” !”
She added those words shyly as she placed her hand on her chest.
“How many years has it been since I held a frying pan or kitchen knife with these hands?”
I followed her, her tension rising, and I froze at that one word.
“…… Uh?”
“Because of her father’s worries, she could not participate in family time… “I always had a dream in the back of my mind to serve my loved ones with my own cooking!”
“…………….”
A very familiar cliché comes to mind.
No, right?
I watched with suspicion as she confidently turned her back and left the parlor.