When she gets angry, Mom can be scary too.
“Haa, I’m stuffed!”
“Miss… Your stomach seems to be in a terrible state.”
Having drunk alcohol and eaten a lot of meat and vegetables, Kanzaki-san’s stomach was bulging.
Although Kanzaki-san had already taken care of the payment, it seemed to be quite a large sum for the two of us, which was kind of scary.
(Indeed, it was an impressive amount… But the meat was originally expensive, I guess.)
It was seriously delicious… The sensation of the food melting in my mouth is unforgettable.
Kanzaki-san told me not to hold back, so I ate quite a bit. She kept smiling while watching me eat eagerly… It might be impolite to feel sorry about the price.
“Towabou.”
“Huh?”
Thinking she called my name, I was instead pulled into a tight hug.
Ignoring the smell of alcohol that reached my nose, it’s really strange how I don’t feel nervous at all being embraced by the beautiful Kanzaki-san.
“Let’s make a day like today again~. I had so much fun, you know.”
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“…Understood.”
I was pondering what to do, but as the underling pleaded with their eyes, I ended up agreeing without thinking.
Well, this event was caused by Mom’s sudden absence.
The next time such an opportunity arises… I feel like it would be even more enjoyable if Mom and the others were there.
“Thank you for today, Kanzaki-san.”
“It’s all good. I said it before, but I had fun too.”
With a sly smile from Kanzaki-san bidding me farewell, I left the place.
“…………”
Walking alone through the night streets like this, how long has it been?
Lately, Ayana was always by my side, guiding me like a beacon of light.
“I wonder how much I really like Ayana… Or rather, the night streets are the same in this world and the previous one, it’s natural, but…”
The term ‘night streets’ sounds somewhat mature, but the scenery is nothing out of the ordinary.
As I am in a bustling downtown area with many eateries lining up, and a bit further down, there are shops frequented by adults, it’s a lively place… It’s all the same in this world and the previous one.
(Me, Ayana… Not just the close people we know… Countless others are breathing, living with consciousness.)
This world is already reality for me, but I’m the only one who knows it was originally a game world… If I were to just watch this world from the outside without reincarnation or anything… Were all the people here just programmed entities?
(Well, there’s no point in thinking about that. Let’s just head back.)
Thinking so, as I was about to turn around— I heard a girl’s voice.
“Let go of me!”
The voice was right in front of me.
In the midst of the bustling noise of people, her high-pitched voice carried well, enough to resonate in my eardrums.
“What’s going on?”
“It seems like a drunkard is bothering a girl.”
“That’s not good.”
A woman who was walking nearby said so, and it seemed to be true.
The drunkard in question was a man in his thirties, and he was grabbing the arm of the girl who had just raised her voice— she seemed to be a girl around my age.
“See, isn’t it good? I’ll do it if it’s money.”
“Shut up! That’s not what I mean!”
“Hey, let go of me!”
The girl seemed to have a companion, but the man didn’t seem to care as he tried to free his arm.
He must have been out for a meal like me, but it was nothing but sympathy to see him tangled up with a troublesome person.
Without hesitation, I headed towards them, lightly twisting the man’s arm.
“When did you…!?”
“Cut it out, old man. You’ll regret it when you sober up, you know?”
At times like this, I’ve often seen on the news people claiming they don’t remember or blaming it on being drunk.
Even if the person himself doesn’t remember, the one who suffered the damage does.
“Um… um…”
“Hurry up.”
The girl I helped stared at me in astonishment, so I tried to communicate with her companion to get them to move away.
“Come on, Kie, let’s go.”
“B-but…”
The friend’s companion seemed understanding, but the man whose arm I was holding suddenly moved.
“Let go of me, you bastard!”
“What!?”
With a strong force, my arm was released, and the man’s arm headed towards my neck.
Just as I thought he was going to grab my neck… at that moment, an arm appeared from the side and grabbed his arm just like I did earlier.
“…Huh?”
Looking at that person, I was dumbfounded… because.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing to my son?”
It was his mother standing there.
His mother, displaying anger like he had never seen since coming to this world… the man, in front of such a mother, suddenly seemed to sober up, blinking in bewilderment.
“Mom?”
“Yes. Nice timing to meet you, Towa.”
…I see, so that was the remains of his Yankee days.