Itâs great just to eat it like that but I like to eat it on scones. Itâs even more delicious that way.
My family buys high class honey from specialist honey stores without an issue. What a wonderful life.
I wonder which honey I should have today. Maybe the lavender.
I spread it generously on top of my cream cheese and then gobbled it all down with a scone. Wow. This is true bliss.
Iâm feeling full with just one. But Iâll have another just to be safe.
Eating it two days in a row has brought about some terrifying consequences though. Weight-wise.
Truly the food of the devil!
*
Anyway, while I was wallowing in my lack of self-control I received a phone call from Aoi-chan.
âOniichan is getting weirder and weirder,â she said.
âAh, the muscley guitarist? Is he still playing every day?â
âHeâs singing too nowâŠâ
âMy myâŠâ
Her voice was grim.
âYou know, apparently he started this whole guitar thing after he met somebody he liked. And so heâs going to confess to her with a self-written love song⊠Every day he submits his own flesh and blood to his horrible love songs. Itâs terrible, right? All of my family has been telling him to stop but he doesnât listen. And oh god, the lyrics.
â«Â Ever since meeting you â«
â«Â Thereâs been a thump thump in my chest â«
â«Â And my heart is light and tender â«
Who writes crap like that. Some days I feel like I could die from the embarrassment. Whenever Oniichan starts to sing my mum will cover her ears. Itâs miserable being his sister.â
A self-made love song? At least it isnât a poem, I guess.
Sometimes you see people singing and confessing to girls on t.v. but the girls always seem happy enough though. Iâd probably run away in embarrassment, personally.
But then itâs usually guys who write love songs and poems, isnât it. I donât think a guy would really want to listen to a love song. Maybe thatâs why girls make things instead?
Maybe thereâs some male-only disease going around that makes them want to spontaneously write stuff like that. Scary⊠Thank goodness Oniisama never caught it.
Oh, but sometimes Oniisama does play Schubertâs StĂ€ndchen (Serenade).
Itâs wonderful!
Mn. I guess itâs better to leave song-writing up to the professionals.
âWere somebody to suddenly sing and confess to me I might run from the shock. And what if the girl in question dislikes that sort of thingâŠâ
âYeah. But apparently the girl he likes is really into music. She likes musicians and that.â
âOh~â
âThey takes classes at uni together and he tried his best to get her but itâs been hard. Apparently that was when he turned to song writingâŠâ
âMy~â
Classes at uni together, huh. I forgot he was in university.
âMari~ Mari~ My beloved Mari~ You have taken me pri-soh-nah~Â Good god, I canât take the idiocy anymore.â
I guess he really doesnât have any talent. Wow, this might actually be worse than Class Repâs poem. If Class Repâs disease gets any worse, do you think he might start breaking into song? Anything but that, Class Rep.
Hm, but MariâŠ
âIncidentally, might I ask which university he attends?â
Aoi-chan answered with Marin-senseiâs university. Huh, theyâre the same grade too.
Wait, no wayâŠ
âMy tutor is apparently one of your brotherâs cohorts. Her type is visual kei musicians too.â
âEHH!?â
âHer name sounds a little close too. I cannot give out her personal information, though.â
âI see. Then it might be the same person, huh. Visual kei, though? Oniichanâs stuff is more like folk songs though. Thatâs totally different.â
âWell, it may just be a coincidence after all.â
âYeah. Maybe I should talk to Oniichan though.â
With that, Aoi-chan hung up. No matter what she says, sheâs actually pretty worried about her brotherâs love-life isnât she.
Still, Aoi-chanâs oniisan and Marin-sensei? What a small world.
*
The next day I arrived at the salon to find Kaburagi playing Lisztâs LiebestrĂ€ume (Love Dream).
EHHHH!? WHAT THE HEEECK!? SO COOL!!
The light from between tree leaves was filtering into through the window, and combined with Kaburagiâs amazing and emotional piano, I am ashamed to admit that my heart fluttered for a moment. No, Reika! Open your eyes!
But wow, who knew this stupid horse riding maniac could actually play the piano. I guess this is what they call âgap moeâ? Goddamn, what power.
Man, but Iâll bet you anything heâs thinking about Yurie-sama as heâs playing. Itâs a bit sadâŠ
Oniisamaâs Serenade is great too, but Kaburagiâs Liszt was also nice. Exactly what a young maiden would love.
Pretty much all the other girls in the room were completely entranced. A true privilege of being a Pivoine member.
I wonder if heâd take requests?
*
After hearing Kaburagiâs piano, I was certain. Writing your own song is a bad idea.
I messaged Aoi-chan:
âThe wise stick to existing songs. Writing your own is high-risk high-return.â
The reply I got thoughâŠ
âOniichan canât stop his fiery passion. After I told him what you mentioned, he became convinced that it was the same person. Apparently the girl he likes is the tutor to some incredibly rich ojousama. Heâs changed over from folk songs to visual kei stuff and now heâs even added weird shouts to his song. Oh god.â
âŠMuscles Oniisaaaaan!
*
For Aoi-chanâs sake, I decided to help as well. I was going to sell her Oniichan to Marin-sensei. Once the two of them got together her brother would stop playing guitar all the time and then peace would return to her family.
I tried it the next day I had tutoring.
âMarin-sensei, as I recall you mentioned somebody rather incessant in their wooing? The rather overwhelming oneâŠâ
âAh, I did. What about it?â
âIs he still interested in you?â
âGosh, Reika-sama, what are you asking all of a sudden. âŠWell, yes?â
I knew it!
âYou said that he was not truly your type but what if you gave him a chance? I am sure he is a good person. What if you discovered that you liked him?â
âEh-, well, yeah.â
âIndeed! If he suddenly begins singing to you, I hope that you will not run away!â
âSinging to me? I wonder what you mean. He doesnât have any interest in music at all.â
âWhat if he does now! Heâs going to sing and play to confess to you!â
Oops.
âConfessâŠ?â
âAh, that was supposed to be a surprise soâŠâ
âIâm not sure what you mean by confess. I mean, weâre already dating.â
âŠEh?
âDating?â
âYes. He was just so earnest about it all that I couldnât help but say yes.â
Marin-sensei showed me a picture of the two of them together. The man was a diligent-looking man who wouldnât look out of place as a researcher.
Slim, and definitely not muscley.
âEh-, I thought you said that he was overwhelming⊠And the complete opposite to the visual kei typeâŠâ
âAah, well, he just kept saying he liked me over and over again so it was a little overwhelming. And donât you think these serious types have the complete opposite personality to visual kei rockers?â
âAah⊠I see⊠Ah! Umm! Were there any over men that were interested in you? Like perhaps a muscley man.â
âNope.â
âNo?â
âNope.â
I GOT THE WRONG GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUY!!
Of course. How could there be such a convenient development!
What do I do. I have to quickly let Aoi-chan know or else.
While Marin-sensei was boasting fondly about her boyfriend I got permission to send a text to my friend. Just as I was about to write something a text from Aoi-chan came.
âWhat do I do!? Oniichanâs gotten into death metal! Heâs even started using Mumâs make-up and sheâs super angry at him now! Itâs scary! How am I going to sleep tonight!?â
WHAT DO I DOO!?
*
Oh man. Oh man, oh man. I donât think Iâll be able to face her family now.
With trembling hands I told her that it was the wrong person, as I prayed that it wasnât too late.
âŠMuscles-oniisan, wanna join my Forever Alone Village?