The Sendai-san whom I don't know and the Me whom I don't know â 144
Translated by KaiesV
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ăSo what happened?ă
The moment I step into the room, Maika says.
Normally, she would ask me,ăWould you like something to drink?ăBut today, she didnât seem to care about drinks.
ăBefore we talk, can I put my bag down?ă
ăOkay, but you promised me that you would tell me what happened.ă
ăYeah.ă
I put my bag down next to the table and sit on the edge of the soft rug. I have visited Maikaâs room many times since I became a college student, but I am a little nervous when I think about what I will have to answer.
ăThen tell me why. Is it really a fight?ă
Maika sits across from me and stares at me.
The reason is why I went to the university with a big baggage, or more specifically, why I was asked to stay in Maikaâs room. When I asked Maikaăto stay over todayăin the lecture room, I explained to her that I had a fight with my roommate, but that was not enough to convince her.
But there is no way I can say that I ran away from Sendai-san because of what happened yesterday. I told Maika that I live with a relative, so if I mention Sendai-sanâs name, it would complicate the conversation.
ăThere were a few things going on. It became like a fight, or something.ă
I am heartbroken by my own surprisingly poor lying.
I donât want to hide anything from Maika, but I am not confident that I can successfully explain how we became roommates while hiding everything that happened with Sendai-san in the past. And I donât dare tell her everything.
I always haveâŚ
The courage to see Sendai-sanâs face in the morning.
The courage to have dinner together at night.
Because I didnât have that kind of courage, I left the house before Sendai-san woke up. I know that running away from her wonât solve anything, and it is not that I donât want to see her, but I didnât know what kind of face I should make and what kind of conversation I should have with Sendai-san.
ăThatâs I want you to tell me about all that.ă
Maika makes a deliberate smile and urges,ăIâm going to let Shiori stay in this small room.ă
As she said, Maikaâs room is not so spacious, but I never felt it was too small, probably because it is clean and tidy. It would seem that there would be no problem if there were more than just one of me, but as I am the one being asked to stay, I have no right to complain, and I should at least tell her why. But I still donât have the courage to talk about it, starting with the fact that my roommate is Sendai-san and leading up to what happened yesterday.
ăI said it was really a fight.ă
I shall push through the first lie I told.
ăShiori, you donât seem like the type to fight.ă
ăWeâre relatives, and Iâve been a little out of line.ă
ăIs that Shioriâs fault then?ă
ăMhm, itâs not that thereâs anything wrong with either of us. Itâs just that I need to cool down a bit.ă
I donât know if she was convinced, but Maika looked at me and said,ăHmmm.ă
ăHow long does it take to cool your head a little?ă
ăWell, a little bit is not good enoughă
ăIf youâre going to stay at my place until your head cools down, you better let me know.ă
Maika says in a serious voice.
ăâŚMaybe three or two weeks.ă
ăIsnât that way too long?ă
ăThen, just a week. I donât care if itâs for three days. Let me stay.ă
ăIt doesnât matter if you stay for two or three weeks, but itâs hard to make up for a fight if it goes on too long, right? Maybe you should get back home soon, no?ă
I could tell by her soft but firm voice that Maika didnât want me to stay, but that she was seriously concerned about me, the pain in my chest, which had been like being stabbed with a needle, grew as if it were being driven with a stake.
ăâŚI know that, butâŚă
Considering what happened yesterday, Sendai-san will probably think thatâs how it is even if I donât go home today, but I think it would be better for me to go home as soon as possible. The more days pass, the harder it is to leave.
Besides, I was thinking about Sendai-san today.
What did she think when she noticed I wasnât there in the morning?
Was she thinking about me in college?
Does she want to do something like that again?
Many things come to mind, and my feelings float and sink, and I end up staying in Maikaâs room instead of going home.
ăWell, you might want to think about that. In the meantime, Iâll get you something, and you can sit down.ă
Maika then stood up.
I am tempted to ask her what to do when she opens the refrigerator and has a physical relationship with her roommate, but I think I would spend more time explaining who the roommate is and how it happened than how to handle it, so I seal the metaphor of knowing each other and collapse onto the rug.
I want to at least follow Maikaâs words thatăI should think about it a littleăand figure out how I can spend time with Sendai-san as before, but when I think about her, the memory of Sunday is pulled out with her and I canât think straight.
ăWhich do you drink, plum or orange? By the way, plum is a new productă
Maika returns and explains the contents of the glass she brought to me as I am lounging around.
ăOrange juice.ă
I heard a ton of glasses being placed on the table and I sat up.
ăâŚShiori.ă
ăWhat is it?ă
ăIs it possible that the person you are fighting with, or living with, is actually your boyfriend?ă
Maika, sitting where she used to be, looks at me with a very serious look.
ăWhat makes you think that?ă
ăYou donât deny it.ă
ăIâm denying it.ă
ăThatâs not a denial now. I doubt it.ă
ăNot in doubtă
After taking a sip of my orange juice, I add,ăItâs not my boyfriend,ăto which she replied,ăHeh,ăin a flat voice. Apparently, my word wasnât believed.
ăAnd those earrings arenât really from your boyfriend?ă
She said jokingly, and Maika reaches out and fluffily touches my earlobe. I pulled away ticklishly and replied,ăNo, itâs not,ăand the fingers left my earlobe.
I look at Maikaâs fingertips, who giggled.
Sendai-san also touched my ear, but it felt completely different from when Maika touched me.
I touch my own ears.
It was obvious, but it was different from when Sendai-san touched me. Her hands were different from anyone elseâs.
On Sunday, I was sure that Sendai-sanâs hands wereââ
I almost remembered yesterday and poured orange juice into my mouth along with the memory. Sendai-san is deeper into me than the piercing, and if Iâm not careful, she tries to show her face immediately.
ăShiori, this is delicious. Want to take a sip?ă
Maikaâs glass was placed in front of me from the other side, and the light-colored clear liquid shook. Perhaps it was because I was told earlier that it was plum, but I think there is a fresh sour aroma in the air.
ăI donât want it.ă
I donât dislike plums, but I returned the glass to Maika.
ăIs that so.ă
My phone rings, coinciding with Maikaâs voice, and I pull it out of my bag. I looked at the screen and saw,ăWhat happened this morning?ăAnd I received a message from Sendai-san for the umpteenth time.
I have been missing Sendai-san for a long time and canât wait to see her.
I canât get my mind off of it, so I shove my phone into my bag without replying to the message.
ăIs that your quarrel partner?ă
ăYeah, wellâŚă
ăAre you sure you donât want to go home today?ă
ăLet me stay today.ă
ăYou can stay as long as you want, but you guys better make up soon.ă
I donât know if she believed my words or not, but Maika says in a gentle voice.
ăOkay.ă
I hesitate for a moment, then took out my phone.
ăSorry. I wonât be coming home today.ă
I donât want to worry Sendai-san.
I sent the minimum necessary information to Sendai-san and put my phone in my bag.