The day after the summer festival, we were completely exhausted.
We were just lying in the living room.
Lying on the futon, Sayu let out a sigh.
âMy feet hurtâŚâ
I lost track of how many times I smiled today.
âIf they hurt, why donât you get some ointment or an ice pack?â
ââŚI donât want to move.â
Weâve already talked about it for the umpteenth time.
She was walking in geta yesterday, so she got calluses on her feet, and her leg muscles ached.
In any other situation, I wouldâve gone and bought it myself, but today, I was also tired and didnât want to move at all.
Iâm not used to large crowds. Being downtown itself is a real challenge for me. Yesterday the summer festival felt as crowded as downtown. On second thought, there were probably even more people at the summer festival.
The next day, I was mentally and physically drained and overwhelmed with fatigue.
âI wonder, do high school girls who constantly party also suffer that much?â
âWho knows⌠Itâs unlikely that someone, going to a festival only once a year, could get used to wearing geta.â
âBut theyâre pros. Thereâs no way I could keep up with them.â
Rolling on the floor, Sayu pouted.
I frowned at Sayu who was definitely tired.
The main question was what to do about dinner? We skipped breakfast, shifting it to lunch. We finished the rice that was left in the rice cooker and ate the side dish that was in the refrigerator. But that was the end of our leftovers. There was nothing left for dinner.
And I donât want to force already tired Sayu to cook something in the kitchen. I was already starting to think about what to order for dinner when my phone vibrated.
âHuh?â
I said in an annoyed voice. I have no one who would message me on my phone on my day off. Maybe unnecessary spam from the store or someone made a mistake. I didnât want to read any of those, so the vibration only irritated me.
However, if thereâs something important there, and I donât check, itâll be bad. Thatâs why I grabbed the phone and looked at the screen.
The senderâs name surprised me.
âWhat?â
Tapping on the screen, I opened the message.
ă Yoshida, Iâm sorry itâs so sudden. ă
Kanda-senpai sent a long message that began with this sentence. On her profile picture, there was the back of a guy in a white shirt.
After reading it, it turned out that she had forgotten something in the office.
On weekends and holidays, the office is closed. If you need to get inside, you have to go to office security with your employee ID, then they will register you and let you inside. Security in the building is good, thereâs not a single door you can enter without an ID.
And since Kanda-senpai had just transferred, she hadnât received her new ID yet. Sheâs using a visitorâs ID during workdays.
In other words, she had no way of entering the office on a day off. Therefore, she contacted me and asked for help.
Of course, I wouldnât say that I didnât want to help. Itâs just that my body still felt heavy. I honestly didnât want to leave the house unless itâs an emergency.
ă I get it. But tomorrowâs a working day. Canât you wait? ă
I answered and threw the smartphone on the bed. But after a few seconds, it vibrated again.
âThat was fast.â
I muttered and picked up my smartphone again.
ă I forgot my wallet. ă
She wrote, surprising me.
ă And you noticed it only now? You couldâve told me about it yesterday. ă
I replied, and a few seconds later, a new message arrived.
ă I slept all day yesterday, so I didnât need my wallet. ă
How old are you?
I was amazed by this, but I remembered yesterday. If I hadnât gone to the festival, I wouldnât have left the house either.
ă So what? ă
ă I donât have anything to eat. ă
She replied. And before I could respond, she added ă You just donât want to leave the house, do you? ă
Thatâs not the way a person asking for help should speak. However, I didnât want to turn my back on her either. And Kanda-senpai didnât know that I was tired.
I let out a sigh and got out of bed.
I didnât want to, but she said that she had nothing to eat, so I had to go.
ă Iâll be at the office in an hour. ă
I sent and threw the smartphone on the bed again.
âSorry. I have to go out.â
I said, and Sayu gave me a puzzled look.
âHuh? Why? You didnât even want to move a moment ago.â
âGot some stuff to do. Iâll go to the office.â
âIsnât it called a âday offâ because thereâs basically no work?â
âNot for work, just to help. A colleague forgot something.â
I replied, and Sayu frowned.
âDo you really have to go?â
âIâm not sure about it myself.â
I thought so too. I shouldnât have given her my contact info.
âBut thereâs no one else to help besides me.â
I said and scratched my chin. Even before doing that, I knew Iâd hear the rustle from my stubble. I sighed.
Thinking about having to shave on a weekend, I headed to the bathroom. I grabbed the electric razor and froze. Wait, I wasnât called for work. So, if I show up with a beard, no one will get angry.
Putting the electric razor back in its container, I looked at it for a few seconds.
Iâd better shave.
I turned on the switch and started to shave. The sound of buzzing and the blade cutting the hair vibrated in the walls of the bathroom. When I first used it, I thought about how noisy it was, but I got used to it already.
After Sayu said that it doesnât suit me to head out unshaved, I started to shave every day before I go to work. Iâm used to it now, and it even bothers me when I donât do it.
Although there was no need to shave, since I wasnât going to work, I somehow felt uneasy about the fact that Iâd meet with Kanda-senpai unshaven. It seemed like a waste of time and you might think I needed a shave, but that wasnât the case.
When I finished, I took my clothes out of the closet. Itâs the weekend, so thereâs no need to go in a suit. But I also couldnât go there in a sleeveless T-shirt and shorts, so I put on jeans and a striped polo shirt, which is sort of a casual work outfit.
After changing my clothes, I took out my wallet and office ID from my bag. Sayu looked at me.
âHow long will it take?â
âNot long. Iâll only help to pick up something.â
âI see. Be careful.â
Sayu said and dropped her gaze on the floor. Seeing her like that, I chuckled. This is the first time Iâve seen her so tired.
âIâm off.â
âHave a safe trip!â
She said, flashing a bitter smile.
I opened the door and left the house.
My body felt so heavy. I didnât want to leave the house at all.
Iâd sort things out quickly and return right away. Thatâs what I thought to myself.
*
âKanda-senpaiâŚâ
Thereâs no one left at home, and I, lying on the floor, was muttering everything that was in my head.
âEven though heâs not going for work, he still shaved. He acted as if he didnât want to do anything, and yetâŚâ
As I let out my frustration, I felt a bit better.
âHe said that it wonât take long, but that definitely wonât be the case. Theyâll surely go have dinner together!â
Lying on my back, I spoke quite loudly and then sighed.
âWhat⌠am I doing?â
I was amazed by this childish behavior.
Somethingâs wrong with me since yesterday. Saying things that I wouldnât normally say and asking him things that I wouldnât normally ask.
ââYouâre beautiful.ââ
I remembered how Yoshida-san said that and shook my head.
He has always loved Gotou-san. He still does. Gotou-san loves Yoshida-san too. No one should come between them.
Because of my strange thoughts, I forgot about the pain in my feet and finally got up.
And when I stood up, it felt like common sense returned to me.
âWell, whether Yoshida-sanâs going to have dinner at home or not, I still have to cook something.â
I looked inside the fridge even though I already knew what was in there.
âAs expected, nothing.â
There was nothing from which I could cook dinner. Several cans of beer and condiments needed to be kept refrigerated.
âI canât make dinner out of thisâŚâ
I closed the fridge.
If Yoshida-san wonât eat dinner at home, then I probably wonât either. But even so, thereâd be nothing for breakfast the next morning. And he has work tomorrow, so itâs necessary to prepare both breakfast and lunch.
I thought about asking him to buy groceries on the way back, but he already had business to attend to. I didnât want to trouble him with carrying groceries as well.
âWhat to buyâŚâ
Looking at my sore feet, I pouted.
âI had too much funâŚâ
I said to myself and took off my loungewear. Staying in my underwear, I grabbed my smartphone and decided to send a message to Yoshida-san.
ă Thereâs nothing to cook with at home, so Iâm off to buy groceries. I think Iâll be back before you, but Iâm sending you this message just in case. ă
I quickly typed the message and sent it. Heâs probably already on the train since he immediately noticed that a message came from me, and I saw the status âRead.â
After a few seconds, I got a reply.
ă Got it. Thanks. ă
After reading it, I placed my smartphone on the table.
Opening the closet, I took out a pair of skinny jeans and a thin white tunic. To prevent the bra from showing through, I put on a white undershirt and then slid the tunic over my head.
Yoshida-san bought me all these clothes except for the underwear. Every time the season changed before I had time to ask, he was already asking what I needed. Because of this, I felt both guilty and grateful.
I thought about my life with Yoshida-san and how my older brother showed up at the convenience store. It pains me from the inside.
He gave me so much and taught me so much. I have no idea how to repay him.
I wanted to do something for him, but now my older brother is here.
I donât have much time left.
I donât know how long weâll be together, but I want to do something at least.
âFor startersâŚâ
I muttered, putting my smartphone back into my pocket.
âIâll prepare a delicious dinner!â
Iâll do the housework that Yoshida-san originally asked me to do.
Forgetting about the pain in my feet, I headed into the hallway with unusual enthusiasm.