Humans were creatures that were constantly comparing themselves to others.
For example, even at school, we were compared to others in every possible way, whether it be in terms of studies, athletics, appearance, or behavior. Moreover, the comparison appears in the form of grades, a clear number. School was the place where the concept of comparison took shape.
However, this was something inevitable.
When many people gathered together, differences emerged, and it was natural for them to be compared.
The question was, who would they be compared to? Who would be the target of the comparison?
IâKazemiya Kohaku, hadnât always been blessed with comparisons in that sense.
Kuon. Her real name was Kazemiya Kuon. She was a very popular singer-songwriter and my big sister, especially among middle and high school students.
Her voice captivated many people, and the songs she had written and composed were all big hits.
When she was chosen to sing the theme song for a famous movie, it caused a boom to the point of being called a social phenomenon.
My sister was always excellent at everything from an early age.
She was good at everything, both academically and athletically, and her looks were outstanding.
She had a unique sense of style, a singing voice that charmed everyone, and was very popular.
She got a lot of love from our mom.
She was always, always surrounded by admiration.
While Iâwas always, always discouraged.
âWhen Kuon was your age, she could solve problems like this in no time.â
âThird placeâŠKuon would have won this competition.â
âHaahâŠwith such a mediocre voice, you canât even hold a candle to Kuon.â
Her sister is more amazing.
She was able to do it because Kuon was her sister.
Itâs hard to believe that theyâre siblings.
I was always and always get discouraged.
Somewhere along the line, Mom stopped expecting me. By that time, Mom was extremely busy as a manager supporting my sisterâs singing career.
âYou are free to do as you please. But please, donât be a drag for Kuon.â
Mom wanted only that one thing from me.
She stopped looking at meâŠâŠ.No. Wrong.
My mom never looked at me from the beginning.
Kazemiya Kohaku, a human being, was not needed by anyone and was not even looked at by anyone.
âIt looks like Kuon is concentrating, so go out and have some fun. Iâll give you some money.â
A 10,000 yen bill was handed to me. Clutching the 10,000 yen bill, which was a huge amount of pocket money for a junior high school student, it became a normal thing for me to spend time alone, wandering around outside or in a store somewhere.
Moreover, as my sister became more and more famous, more and more people came up to me for her.
I was already sick of it. So I ran away from my family. I began to avoid the place called home. I ran away from the people who approached me. They would approach me with their own expectations, then they would be disappointed and hurt me.
âWhat are you doing out so late at night? Youâre not doing anything weird, are you?â
And ironically, once I ran away from my family and home, I started having more conversations with my mom. I wasnât sure if I could call it a conversation, but at least there were more occasions for her to say something to me.
âIt doesnât matter. Itâs up to me what I do.â
Even though she was so busy that she didnât even come home much.
All she did was put some money on the table and told me to eat something with it.
âI told you right, donât be a drag for Kuon.â
The most important worry in my momâs mind was always my sister.
Every once in a while I would come home and she would complain to me not to bother my sister or do anything that would drag her down. It was at that time I was living such a life.
âHello, mom?â
I overheard Narumiâs call by chance.
Narumi Kouta, a classmate and a regular at the same family restaurant.
We had never exchanged words, but I was aware of him as a regular customer.
And although I didnât mean to eavesdrop on the phone conversation, I learned that he was not getting along with his family as well as I was.
âAre you on bad terms with your family?â
Before I knew it, I found myself talking to him. I spoke to him and was inwardly flustered.
ââŠâŠis that a question for me?â
âWho else is here?â
What am I doing? I, who had been defending myself to keep people away from me, was talking to them on my own. I found myself bewildered by this contradictory behavior.
As we talked, I learned that he was like me.
I learned that we were similarly running away from a place called home, from our families.
I feltâŠâŠglad that there was someone else like that besides me. And it was only then that I realized that I had always found the alone time I spent at the store to be lonely.
âIâm Kohakuâs friend, but I donât think I can heal your loneliness.
At that moment. The words of a friend, which had been said to me some time ago, came back to my mind.
âIf so, I have a suggestion.â
Before I knew it, I made a suggestion to Narumi.
To spend time together in that restaurant. Not to spend time alone, but to spend time together.
I was nervous that he might reject my proposal. My heart was beating very loudly in my chest.
BesidesâŠI can talk to Narumi, you know. Complain or something.â
âItâs all kinds of stuff. School stuff, personal stuff, family stuff, etc.â
âWe just complain to each other and listen. We wonât go any further than thatâŠwhat do you think?â
It was one word after another, like an excuse, like a desperate attempt to persuade him.
âYup. I like it. It fits our stance.â
âI see. Then itâs settled.â
âYes. Itâs an alliance.â
âAn alliance. Thatâs good.â
I think I was smiling.
It must have been because I was happy. I was relieved and relieved from the bottom of my heart.
Thus began the strange relationship between Narumi and myself, an alliance.
The time I spent with Narumi was comfortable. I no longer felt the loneliness and isolation I had felt so much.
We talked about trivial things. Talking about my family. We listened to each otherâs complaints.
There was no sense of guilt there, no sense of being uncomfortable.
I could talk about my sister and my mom. I could vent my grievances.
I felt I had a place to stay other than home. For the first time, I found a place to stay.
That was all I needed. I was happy just to have a place to stay.
And yet.
âI hated it when people took ridiculous rumors to heart and said bad things about my friendsâŠand it made me angry. âŠAh, I see. I was angry because people were saying bad things about Kazemiya.â
Narumi was angry.
A bad rumor about me that I had neglected. They were not necessarily false, but they were not true either. Narumi was angry at me for a rumor that had some malicious intent blended into it.
No one had ever been angry with me for my sake.
If my mom get angry, it was for the sake of my sister. In order not to cause trouble for my sister.
She didnât look at me, she didnât even see me.
But Narumi looked at me. He looked at me and got angry for my sake.
ââŠBy the way, about the rumors. In case youâre wondering, I donât do anything other than going home from this store at night. I stop by the convenience store once in a while, but I donât go out to play or anything like that. AndâŠas for the rumor that Iâm involved with some not-so-good people, I think thatâs just because I was seen being scouted by the president of an entertainment agency. That guy was fancy looking.â
I even explained the truth of the rumors, which I hadnât particularly intended to mention.
I didnât want to ruin this cozy moment, so I shouldnât have mentioned it.
I had no intention of making such excuses.
âI see. WellâŠI guess it is something like that. Thatâs the truth of the rumor, huh? Youâre keeping this rumor alive just to cut down on the number of people who come to you for your sister, right?â
âYou can guess that much. Youâre good.â
He was looking at me.
I was happy, glad, and embarrassed and it was warmer than I had expected it to be.
âIf I put it in the context of family matters, I could guess it. The nightlife thing was somewhat predictableâŠand the scouting thing was unexpected, but it wasnât particularly surprising.â
âNot surprising?â
âI wouldnât be surprised if Kazemiya got a scout or two.â
ââŠ.What do you mean by that?â
âI mean, thatâs how attractive you are.â
ââŠ..well, thatâs.â
Narumi was a man who would say outrageous things without hesitation.
However, I also get the sense that his words came from the fact that he saw me as a human being.
âYou know, Narumi. Do you hate the fact that there are rumors about me?â
âI never liked those rumors in the first place, and now that Iâm friends with Kazemiya, I just donât like them anymore. I understand that itâs self-defense for you, so Iâll try to be patient from now on.â
âI see. Got it.â
Narumi looked at me. He heard the rumors about me and got angry.
That meant that I was no longer alone.
I didnât mind having strange rumors spread about me, but Narumi might not.
Kazemiya Kohaku wasnât the only person who should be satisfied.
How should I act for the sake of those around me who care about me?
I kept thinking about this while eating my grape parfait.