Chapter 1 | I've Been Plotting | Remake our Life!
The rest of the day's work was
a busy one, and the customers kept coming, so the "continuation of the talk"
was postponed.
"Uu, I'm so tired... So, Kyouya, I’ll leave first ~"
Nanako seemed to be pretty worn
out, so she got on her scooter and left right after her part-time job was over.
I saw Nanako off and rode my bike home in the sunrise.
The path from the station in
Tondabayashi to the share house was a personal favorite of mine. After passing
through the old town known as Terauchi-machi, the view of the mountains and the
university spread out widely.
"Finally one year, huh?"
It was the second summer since
I jumped through time and came to the University of the Art. The heat and
humidity was as uncomfortable as ever, but I now felt that even that was
precious.
After all, it's been "finally a year". In fact, I flew to the future about ten years later and spent more than half a year there before arriving here. This strange time travel is calculated to be almost two years.
However, our environment was slowly changing. Tsurayuki left, and there were now three of us in the share house. Nanako has regained her passion for singing, but Shinoaki is now in the midst of burnout.
"I'll do something about
it... Absolutely"
Even if it means entering her
life.
Turn right from the road at the river's edge and follow the road between the fields. On the way to the residential area, turn right and I will come out in front of Share House Kitayama.
"I'm home"
I opened the door with my
duplicate key and went inside,
"Welcome back ~ You were
taking it a little slow"
In the living room, Shinoaki
was sitting on a cushion, waving her hands at me.
"Yeah, where's Nanako?"
"She' s already fallen
asleep~. She must be really tired."
"I see"
Sit in front of Shinoaki and
look at her face.
"What's wrong?"
"N-No... Nothing"
Suddenly embarrassed, I look
away.
In the future world I was in
the other day, she and I had become a couple. There, we were kissing more
passionately than the couple at the convenience store.
Ten years is surprisingly not
that much of an impact in terms of physical changes. Especially for girls,
there are many girls who hardly change their appearance.
In fact, Shinoaki in front of
me was just like that. Although her gentle and soft atmosphere had increased
with age, her appearance was almost exactly the same.
So, you know.
(Ah, no good, even if I
understand it, I'm still conscious of it...)
Even after a month of being
back in the past again, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed in front of her.
"You're strange, Kyouya-kun.
Why are you so embarrassed?"
Shinoaki is looking at me with
a wry smile.
Well, for her, the past ten
years and the half a year she spent there with me are completely non-existent
at this stage. And yet, if the classmate in front of her suddenly became
embarrassed every time they saw each other, it would be natural to be
suspicious.
For now, I decided to cover it
up by talking about the topic.
"S-Shinoaki, what were you
doing today?"
She has applied for a
scholarship, so she basically doesn't have a part-time job. Moreover, she has a
small amount of money from doujin games, so most of her day is free time.
If she was her usual, she would
definitely be drawing.
"Hmm, nothing in
particular. I read a book, looked at a photo album, and then I looked at the
sky."
"……I see"
She didn't act that way now.
I guess it can be said that it was a period of absorbing things, but for that, her reaction to various things was too weak. There was a lack of excitement, or perhaps a lack of stimulation.
As a result, the game
production that had pushed Tsurayuki into a corner also had a negative effect
on Shinoaki. What she created out of habit and flow was evaluated without
criticism and led to the approval that this was okay.
Moreover, instead of searching
for it on her own, the "stage" jumped in from the other side on its
own, and in a sense, it became a place of ease. She was in a state of
searching for the meaning of doing something, having paid the price without
taking any risks or challenges herself.
But now, there is no proper
meaning to it. So she spends her days in emptiness, looking at the books and
photo albums she bought long ago, and the sky that she can see whenever she
goes out on the balcony.
"I'm sorry, Kyouya-kun.
That... I'm sure you're worried that I don't do drawings, right?"
"H~Hm, that's what
Shinoaki decides."
I said and stood up.
"Today I'm in class from
the 3rd period, so I'm going to sleep a little."
"Yeah, I'm going to campus
soon."
We said goodbye to each other,
and I went back upstairs to my room.
As I walked up the stairs, I
kept thinking.
(As I thought I should move
fast, right)
The change in Shinoaki was evident as soon as I came back here. There was no way I could not do something after being shown the cruel results.
I interfere with her. But it's
not about grabbing her by the neck and ordering her to draw. It's about
creating a situation around her where she can draw naturally.
And I've seen what could be the
trigger for that in the future.
"To make things..."
I clenched my teeth and made
them grit.
I'm not a "good guy"
anymore. I do what I believe.
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