Before I knew it, I no longer felt uncomfortable with the presence of Kururi Kurumizawa.
Did I no longer think it unnatural that she was next to me, and instead, I naturally began to think about the fact that ⦠Shiho was not there.
āNo, no, no.
No, I never accepted that Shiho was not there.
Thatās too much skepticism.
(This is why itās not good to be in constant self-doubtā¦)
I exhaled heavily to calm my thoughts.
Frowning at the white exhale, I forced my heavy feet forward.
There is no point in worrying about it.
There is no answer no matter how hard I search for it, so I have no choice but to let it go.
Otherwise, my thoughts would be skewed in the wrong direction again. I will doubt my own feelings for Shiho and lose confidence in myself.
There is no point in being despicable.
So, I shook off my thoughts and tried not to think too deeply about Kurumizawa-san.
āIām home.ā
I opened the front door and took off my shoes.
When I headed into the living room, I found my stepsister, Azusa, there.
āWelcome home.ā
She called out to me while operating her phone in the living room.
āYouāre late again today, arenāt you? Azusa already ate her dinner, did you eat, Onii-chan?ā
āOh yeah. I ate.ā
āI see.ā
⦠To be honest, Azusa and I are not the most talkative siblings.
Itās not that we donāt get along well, and I care about her a lot. However, we rarely talk more than necessary.
We usually maintain a reasonable distance from each other and recognize each other as āfamilyā for better or worse.
However, the past few days, Azusa has been very vocal⦠or maybe thatās not the right word.
Azusa seemed to be worried about me in some way.
āHey, were you helping our aunt with her business today?ā
āā¦Yeah, something like that.ā
I give a blurry answer to Azusaās words.
Actually, I had not told her about Kurumizawa-san.
Currently, I only explained that āmy phone was taken away from me because of my poor gradesā and that āas punishment for that, I am being forced to help my aunt with her workā.
So Azusa does not know that I was at Kurumizawa-sanās house. This girl perceived that I was with our aunt.
āAre you okay? Has she said anything strange to you?ā
āNo, Iām fine, but⦠itās rare. Azusa worrying about me.ā
Iām surprised that this girl is concerned about me.
After all, Azusa probably thinks of me as family, too. She seems to have been sensitive to my changes.
āIāve seen Onii-chan seem depressed latelyā¦, so I guess it must be hard for you to have your phone taken away from you. You canāt even reach Shimotsuki-san anymore.ā
Depressed?
I donāt think so, but I canāt deny that Iāve lost my energy because I canāt see Shiho anymore.
So itās not surprising that I might look that way.
āIām fine, donāt worry about it⦠They took my phone away, but Shihoās on sick leave, too, and I couldnāt reach her if I had my phone.ā
Not wanting to cause unnecessary worry, I make up an air of cheerfulness.
I forced a smile and tried to pass Azusa off.
āā¦I hope youāre doing well.ā
Azusa still wanted to say something, but she didnāt say anything more.
As a stepsister, she seemed to sense something was wrong, but maybe she also understood that I didnāt want to say anything about it.
Iām sorry for making her feel uncomfortable, but I let her take advantage of that for now.
āWell, Iām a little tired⦠Iām going to take a rest now.ā
āUmm, yes. Good night.ā
I cut the conversation short early and was about to head for my room.
It was then.
āOh! Onii-chan, I got a message.ā
I stopped in my tracks.
āMessage?ā
āYeah. Itās from Shimotsuki-san!ā
āā¦ā
The words somehow choked me up.
Although the fragrance of Shiho, which I hadnāt felt in a long time, was very faint, partly because it was through electronic mediaā¦, I was still happy.