There she was, a slender woman dressed in a tight-fitting suit with a ladiesâ business bag slung over her shoulder, looking like a very accomplished career woman.
Her sharp gaze through the lenses of her glasses pointed at Kazemiya had a reproachful tinge.
(KohakuâŠâŠ)
She was someone who could call Kazemiya by her first name, and she was in front of this tower apartment.
And if I looked closely at her face, I felt that she resembled Kazemiya. She looked just like the kind of beautiful woman that Kazemiya would become if she grew up and aged.
ââŠ..Mom.â
I knew it. She was Kazemiyaâs mother.
Considering that Kazemiyaâs older sister was a university student, she looked much younger than her age.
âYouâve been out again until these hours just because I canât see you. SeriouslyâŠyou never grow up, no matter how long it takes.â
ââŠ..â
Kazemiyaâs mother sighed as if she was truly disappointed.
Eventually, her gaze turned to me, who was standing next to Kazemiya.
ââŠAnd you are?â
âIâm sorry for the late introduction. Iâm Kazemiyaâs friend, Narumi Kouta.â
âI see. I apologize for any inconvenience our Kohaku has caused you.â
The greeting itself was pretty normal, but I feel that there was some implication in her words, am I just overly worried, or am I just being weird? OrâŠâŠ.
âToday we had to help the teacher at the school. I and Kazemiya were helping the teacher, but we were tired, so we took a break at the restaurant on the way home, and it got to be this late. I have been talking too muchâŠIâm sorry.â
âYour concern is appreciated. Iâm sure this kid was stalling again with all the nonsense anyway. âŠGood grief. Donât bother the others. Theyâre busy too.â
ââŠ..â
At her motherâs words, Kazemiya bit her lip and clenched a small fist.
âYou got something to say, Kohaku?â
âNothing.â
ââŠI donât like that look in your eyes. I donât care what you think in your mind, but you need to get out of the habit of showing it on your face. Itâs disgraceful.â
With a familiar sigh, Kazemiyaâs mother walked straight into the apartment.
As if following her, Kazemiya also tried to follow with weak stepsâbut before she did so, her eyes met mine for a moment.
ââŠ..â
Kazemiya looked away as if she could no longer bear the pain and then disappeared into the apartment building that soared to the heavens.
âKazemiyaâŠâ
I wondered how Kazemiya felt when our eyes met for the last time.
I felt like I could understand it. I and Kazemiya were similar. It was because we were so similar that I could understand.
âShe didnât want me to see her like that.
I felt like her words and feelings were seeping out from the last look in Kazemiyaâs eyes.
***
ââŠâŠIâm home.â
I came straight home from Kazemiyaâs house and showed my face in the living room to let them know I was home.
âWelcome home.â
âWelcome home, Kouta-kun. Thanks for your hard work at school.â
âYou must be tired. Iâm refilling the bathtub with hot water. Take a bath and relax.â
I returned home at around ten oâclock.
I was warmly greeted by my mother, who was writing in the living room, and Akihiro-san, who was pouring a cup of warm cocoa.
Normally, my heart would be filled with uncomfortableness, guilty feelings, and remorse, but only today I was able to receive that warmth with open arms.
(Welcome home, huhâŠ)
These two people say âwelcome homeâ to me as if it were a matter of course.
But.
(âŠâŠKazemiyaâs mother didnât say that.)
Kazemiyaâs mother did not say a single word of greeting to her daughter when she came home.
Not even a word of concern. She was just blaming, disgusted, and annoyed at her.
âWhatâs wrong? Spacing out like that.â
ââŠI was just thinking about how lucky I am.â
âWhat, do you have a fever?â
âNo.â
Rather, how much better it would have been if the existence of that Kazemiyaâs mother had been a dream that she had had when she had a fever.
âThen, Iâm going to put my stuff upstairs and take a bath.â
âOh, Kouta-kun. If you are going upstairs, could you take some cocoa to Kotomi? Iâm sure sheâs studying right now.â
ââŠâŠAlright.â
âThanks. Thatâd be great.â
To be honest, the distance between Tsujikawa and me was still very subtle.
Perhaps Akihiro-san was aware of this. By asking me to bring something to Tsujikawa, he was increasing the opportunities for communication between the siblings.
If he had been a stranger, I would have refused.
There were probably plenty of people in this world who didnât get along, and there was no need to force a relationship with someone who didnât get along.
But the problem is that we are a family.
Unlike in school, this family connection would continue.
Even if I were to run away or turn a blind eye, the fact that we were a family itself would not disappear.
And besides, my mother had finally found happiness. I wasnât so heartless as to try to mess it up here.
âŠAnd, well. I made excuses and rationalizations in my mind like that, kept my mind strong, and stood in front of my stepsisterâs room.
First, I took a deep breath. Then, I knocked lightly.
âAh, Tsujikawa, itâs me.â
âWhat is it?â
âI brought you something from Akihiro-san.â
ââŠplease wait a moment.â
A little later, the door to the room opened.
Tsujikawa, dressed in loungewear, took one look at me and said,
âWelcome home. So youâre already home.â
She gave me a word of greeting first.
âA-ahâŠyeah. I just got home.â
â? Whatâs wrong?â
ââŠI had no idea you were going to greet me.â
âI think family members normally at least greet each other.â
Even TSUJIKAWA said âwelcome homeâ to me like this. Just how uninterested Kazemiyaâs mother was in her daughter. I felt as if this was becoming more and more apparent, and on the contrary, I almost felt depressed.
âThis is from Akihiro-san.â
âThank you very much.â
Tsujikawa received the cocoa.
I thought she would just walk away, but for some reasonâŠâŠshe stayed where she was.
ââŠWhy are you avoiding our family?â
Tsujikawaâs question relentlessly pointed out that I was avoiding our family.
âFamilies are meant to be together. Thatâs whatâs normal, and I think being normal is what makes us happiest.â
âYouâre right. I agree that normal is best.â
âIf you know that, then you should stay home too.â
âYeah, I wonder why. Even though thatâs normal.â
ââŠAre you trying to destroy our family?â
Tsujikawaâs remark was tinged with accusation.
âI donât want to drag my family down. So please donât drag our family down with you either. No matter howâŠâŠuncomfortable it may be.â
Since I moved into this house, and since we became a family, I couldnât remember Tsujikawa ever showing so much emotion.
This showed me just how important âfamilyâ was to this girl, Tsujikawa Kotomi.
âI have a mother, I have a father. I have both parents. We can finallyâŠâŠbe a normal family. Dad can be happy. If you do anything to destroy this happinessâŠâŠI wonât forgive you.â
Then Tsujikawa returned to her room and closed the door.
A door that was firmly closed. There was no way for me to open it, at least not right now.