I then headed to my room, got a hold of the needed slapping fan, and returned to the living room. There, I promptly greeted Isami, who has already intruded and is currently chatting with step-mom, with a smack to the head. It made a weak, air-y sound.
ăWhyâd you suddenly do that for, Koto-chan?ă
ăWell, I heard that I can just use this, but⊠this thing has seen better days.ă
Itâs all flimsy-floppy from age degradation. The sharp smacking sound is the best thing about the slapping fan, but itâs meaningless with this. The pain isnât the priority, after all.
ăIâd grade it at 30 points. Both the sound and the sharpness is lacking.ă
Why is she grading my hit? Still, to think that she noticed the lack of enthusiasm behind my hit. Just how accustomed is she with getting hit⊠I wonât question it at this point.
ăSince itâs broken, letâs make a new one.ă
ăIt wonât find any use in the future. Iâm not this kind of person at school anyways.ă
ăăReally!?ăă
Donât be in such disbelief. And step-mom, donât react the same way. If I suddenly acted this way, itâd cause a big problem at the academy. Though I do already act this way with the student council, huh.
ăKoto-chan, how do you behave at school?ă
ăJust normal. Like; Good day, Ms. Kondou. You seem to be quite⊠energetic today. And so on. ă
ăSo fake!ă
ăThatâs rude!ă
As I spoke while smiling, Isami retorted. I should be acting about right and I donât really think Kotone and I are too different.
ăIsami, donât overlap Koto-chan with Sou so much. Theyâre different people, okay?ă
ăUgh⊠About that, Iâm really sorry. Somehow, when talking to Koto-chan, it just subconsciously happens.ă
No need to hammer it hard like that. Besides, itâs nothing new at this point. And I donât mind it myself, so I donât see any problem at all.
ăIt seems like no one has pointed it out until now but let me say this, you were extremely rude right now, Isami.ă
ăAh, crap.ă
Just as Isami noticed, I too noticed due to past experiences. Step-momâs switch has flipped. Whenever we start something, Isamiâs mom physically, while step-mom psychologically, chastises us. This is a sign that itâs about to happen.
ăK-Koto-chan, help.ă
ăWhatever are you talking about?ă
Iâll pretend to be clueless here. If I carelessly butt in, I might get dragged into it and Iâd rather that not happen. I finally have someone who understands my current situation, so why should I get chastised now?
ăKoto-chan, youâre as guilty as Isami too.ă
ăAre you kidding!? Iâm getting it too!?ă
ăIf you had rebuked Isami, the situation should have been different. Neither discouraging nor encouraging her, you only let this problem drag out.ă
Sheâs definitely locked on to me now. Still, discouraging aside, encouraging her would be bad, wonât it? Though I guess I am at fault for being so slow and indecisive.
ăIn the first place, why do you know Koto-chan so well, Ms. Sayoko? Itâs your first time meeting, right?ă
She pointed out something dangerous but nice one, Isami. Iâd really rather not head into the lecture route from here. Now I can only hope that step-mom can dodge the question somehow.
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ăIâm sorry. A lot of the relevant information is connected to my job.ă
ăThough arenât you two close considering that?ă
ăAfter talking to her, I just found her easy to get along with.ă
Well, yeah, weâve lived together for decades after all. If we didnât get along, I wouldâve been personally prepared to live by myself. Still, I just couldnât leave her on her own.
ăHmm, then okay, I guess.ă
Sheâs not convinced, but she doesnât plan on digging deeper. Iâm grateful about that, but was Isami this self-restrained before? She should have been the type to boldly march in without considering the consequences.
ăNow then, continuing onâŠă
ăGyaa! Sheâs back!ă
So that really wasnât enough to derail the conversation, huh. I had a feeling this was the case. After all, if we could have escaped just from that, we would have never experienced those hellish scoldings during our school days.
ăGive it up. Itâll end after some time. After all, thereâs no scolding that lasts forever.ă
ăStop it! Donât say the same things that Sou says! It not the end if you donât give up!ă
Well, thereâs really no other way out. If we run away, weâll just be caught by someone else. Mainly Master. Rather, I hope that Master contacts us soon. Is dinner ready yet?
ăFirst, of all, Isami. Youâve always been-âŠâŠă
Nice, Iâve managed to avoid being first. Had things not changed, I would have been scolded together with her. I guess step-mom isnât scolding me with Isami out of kindness. Though Iâd definitely be next after this. Still, I wonder what sheâll scold the current me about.
ăThings really havenât changed.ă
The two familyâs relationship, and our familial relationships, really hasnât changed at all. By all means, this should have been impossible. And my death has had its effects. Itâs probably the reason Isami quit her previous job.
ăStill, when is this going to end?ă
Step-momâs gentle yet intimidating chastising continues on. Itâs only during these times that Isami becomes as meek as a lamb. Well, a lot has happened, after all.
ăNow then, next âŠâŠ Itâs from Hatsune. It looks like dinner is ready.ă
ăIâm saved.ă
ăItâs only Koto-chan, thatâs unfair. Why only me?ă
ăDonât drag me along on your own. Besides, wonât you also get scolded by Ms. Hatsune if weâre late?ă
ăUgh⊠thatâs true.ă
Once she discovers that Isami is the reason why weâre late, sheâll definitely give her physical chastising a go. With what, though, thatâll affect the damage incurred. If itâs a frying pan, itâll be agonizing.
ăWell then, letâs go. We shouldnât make them wait, after all.ă
ăMs. Sayoko, are you afraid of Ms. Hatsune too?ă
ăIâm just greatly indebted to her.ă
Well, yeah, step-mom has been completely reliant on Master in the food department, so I guess itâs only natural to feel that way. She must have gotten even more reliant since I passed and Master likely helped her out of concern.
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And so we returned to the Kondou household. Food is already lined up at the living room table and their appetizing scent is wafting all over. Still, I always think of this butâŠ
ăIsnât this too much?ă
ăIn our household, this is normal.ă
They shouldnât have expected me to be here, so it should be only the four of them, the Kondou family and step-mom, eating. And yet thereâs so much food that itâs crowded even with two tables put side-by-side.
ăMy husband eats well.ă
I know, but thatâs the biggest mystery. Why does someone so presenceless, you can barely even tell if heâs here or not, eat so much? He doesnât look like heâs hungry for energy either. He even uses his lack of presence to steal from othersâ plates sometimes.
ăBeer for you, right? Sayoko. Kotone, are you good with alcohol?ă
ăIâm underaged to begin with.ă
ăOh, sorry about that. So oolong tea, then.ă
Even Ms. Hatsune thought I was older, huh. At this rate, people are probably going to misjudge my age every time I donât have my academy uniform on. No way, Iâm not going to wear the uniform even on holidays.
ăNow then, cheers!ă
ăăăăCheers!ăăăă
With Isamiâs cheer, we started and without much talking, everyone focused on eating. If you donât prioritize filling your stomach to some extent, before you notice it, youâll have nothing to eat. Itâs because of Isamiâs dad. Thatâs why when we start eating, the table turns into a battlefield.