The commotion at sunrise went by like a dream and the silent morning returned to the Takasu residence.
It was already 5 am when RyĆ«ji returned to his bed after being ambushed by the Palmtop Tiger. For a body that was still growing, it could be a pain not having enough sleep. Yawning with his mouth open wide, he roused himself and woke up at the same time as usual. There were still a lot of things to be doneâŠ
After going to the bathroom, he had to feed Inko-chan. As always, he made sure that the parrot was fully awake before removing the cloth on the cage. ButâŠ
âMorning, Inko-ch⊠Whoa!â
Inko-chan laid dead with his face up.
âB, but didnât you just reply just now!? Inko-chan!â
â⊠Ugh⊠ugh⊠ughâŠâ
⊠Nope, he was still alive. He was just lying flat at the bottom of the cage, anyone would have thought he was dead at first glance, but it looked like he was just lying there. After Ryƫji yelled, he quickly stood up. For some reason his feathers looked ruffled, it was as though he felt very uncomfortable.
âI donât know what on earth youâre thinking already!â
âMorning!â
RyĆ«ji thought while replacing Inko-chanâs food tray.
ââŠIâŠiiiâŠIâŠInâŠInâŠInâŠâ
Inko-chan looked straight into RyĆ«jiâs eyes, trying hard to think what it was that he wanted to say. Could it be the thing that RyĆ«ji had been teaching him for years, but which still struggled to say?
âCould it be⊠youâre finally going to say âInko-chanâ? Have you finally got it!?â
RyĆ«ji looked excitedly into the birdcage. Before him, Inko-chan cheekily opened the feathers on his tail, and thenâŠ
âIâŠIdiot!â
âDamn it!â
Without thinking, RyĆ«ji covered the cage with the cloth again. Though he may look intimidating, he was actually quite even-tempered. All hell would break loose if he were to get annoyed at every little thing. With the calm temperament of a gentleman, he went to have a look at Yasuko, who should have already gone to sleep. He opened the âŠ
As he had heard the door open, Ryƫji knew she had returned.
â⊠She came back, but this is ridiculousâŠâ
He muttered and shut his eyes.
Yasuko was so drunk that the whole house reeked of booze when she fell asleep. But why did she have to sleep as though she had rolled forward and landed upside down? She now slept with her bottom facing upwards. Good thing she changed into her track suit; even if she was his mother⊠No, it was because she was his mother that he had to be strict to her. According to her sonâs standards, recklessly showing off her underwear was a strict no-no. It looked like she fell asleep half-way through removing her make-up. Though half of her face was now clean, the other half was still full of make-up, making her look exactly like . Not to mention she looked quite uncomfortable.
According to RyĆ«jiâs deductions, Yasuko was originally sitting by the small table next to her futon and removing her makeup, but she grew tired and fell asleep with her face flat on the .
âIâm amazed you didnât break your neck⊠Hey, sleep properly! Youâll die if you keep sleeping like that!â
ââŠYaâŠYayaâŠUmmâŠummâŠYaâŠâ
She spoke in exactly the same manner as Inko-chan.
Wondering about the hidden connection between Yasuko and Inko-chan (mainly their intelligence), Ryƫji carefully placed Yasuko in a proper sleeping position on her futon. Yasuko had been wanting to get her own bed.
From the convenience store bag at the corner of the room he removed two melting ice-cream sticks and quietly left the room, shutting the fusuma behind him. First, he would have to quickly place these melting ice-cream into the fridge.
Next, he would have to prepare breakfast and lunch . Looking inside the fridgeâŠ
âAh, yeah, I rememberâŠâ
Ryƫji squinted his fierce eyes, not out of anger, but out of disappointment.
The Fried Rice Festival had used up all the eggs and bacon, so there went the bacon and egg breakfast. The refrigerated rice was also used up.
â⊠Looks like milk will have to do for breakfast; as for the bentos⊠itâll have to be simple today. For side dishes weâve only got potatoes left.â
Rice was essential, no matter what, so Ryƫji decided to make some simple creole rice and salted potatoes.
After washing the rice, he made sure he added enough rice wine, some syrup and , some cut-up , boiled bamboo shoots and into the rice pot. After adding a suitable amount of water, he turned on the rice cooker and that was it, all that was left was for it to cook.
Next, Ryƫji skillfully peeled off the potato skins at an incredible pace, placing the potatoes in a pot and simmering them until there was little water left. While he was at it, he washed the chopping board, cooking knife and cleared off the mess from the marble kitchen table. Once the boiling water in the pot had decreased and the potatoes began to emerge, he added some refined sugar, mirin, rice wine, syrup, soup powder and some noodle sauce. All that was left was to wait for everything to cook and that was it. Afterwards, he would have to switch to a smaller flame to avoid overcooking and then let it simmer till just before it was time to leave. Finally, he would spice things up with a little soy sauce. Ryƫji had never really checked how it was actually done, but so far just cooking it this way was already tasty enough for him.
It was just over half an hour since he woke up, so there was still plenty of time. Ryƫji poured all the milk into a glass, then turned on the TV and sat on the sofa.
Watching the morning gossip programs to kill the brief breakfast time, he listened intently to yesterdayâs soccer news while wiping the table. Without knowing it, RyĆ«ji had the short table wiped sparkling clean.
After hearing that his team had won, leaving aside the fact that he only had milk for breakfast, RyĆ«ji felt it was quite a good start to the morning. Though, it would be even better if the sun were to shine in brightly through the window like last year. Looking out the window, RyĆ«ji sighed inside his dim room. At that momentâŠ
ââŠWhoa!â
The phone suddenly rang. To call at a time like this, could it be some relative? Deciding not to let Yasuko be disturbed in her sleep (since she was still the master of the house, after all), Ryƫji rushed to pick up the phone.
âHello, this is Takasu speakingâŠâ
âYouâre late! Just what were you doing!?â
ââŠâ
He hung up without even thinking.
The sudden berating caused RyĆ«jiâs mind to go blank for a moment. The phone rang again, RyĆ«ji politely answered,
âHello, this is Takasu speakingâŠâ
âYou just hung up on me, didnât you? Would you like me to come over right now to your place and raise hell?â
That would be bothersome. RyĆ«ji quickly thought out the answer. Although the landlady didnât come to complain, RyĆ«ji could hear her sweeping the floor loudly outside for a while now. She was, no doubt, waiting for RyĆ«ji to come out and tell him off there and then. It seems the Takasus had been black listed.
To be able to talk in such a gangster-like way, there was only one person he could think ofâŠ
âAisaka⊠TaigaâŠâ
She possessed a gangster-like alias, the Palmtop Tiger.
âIf you find it bothersome then hurry up and come over! What were you doing? Donât tell me youâre breaking your promise already? Do you even know whatâs going on?â
âPromise? You canât be serious?â
âDidnât you say you would do anything like a dog? You swore, didnât you? So hurry up and come over! Now! Everyday before school from now on!â
ââŠW, wait! The thing we talked last night, you mean that right? When I said Iâll help you, I mean helping you get close to Kitamura so you could talk to him more⊠Thatâs what I swore!â
âTch!â
The phone gave a very annoyed and irritated clicking sound of the tongue.
âYou were the one that said youâll do anything! I donât care, just hurry up and come! You know I mean what I say when I say Iâm going to do that⊠as to what âthatâ means, you should know already.â
It seemed like Aisaka was really in a bad mood. Her voice sounded just like wailing demons from hell, which vibrated the phone receiver in an ominous way and caused RyĆ«jiâs ears to shake. There was no point arguing further with her on the phone if it had come to this.
â⊠A, anyway, no matter what⊠I will come over⊠but⊠I donât even know where you live.â
âJust look outside of your window.â
âHuh? Outside my window? Thereâs nothing outside besides⊠WHOA!?â
Carrying the phone receiver past the ridiculously narrow living room and looking out through the dim window, RyĆ«ji could see the Bourgeoisie-style apartment block. Yet on the second floor of that building⊠looking straight across from the window oppositeâŠ
âWhatâs with those silly-looking pajamas?â
Aisaka Taiga was standing there holding a trendy phone in her hand while looking disgruntled.
âAh! S, stop looking at me!â
Wearing Yasukoâs âcuddly woolen shirtâ (with heart shapes all over) since he was feeling cold, RyĆ«ji quickly covered his shirt with his hands while looking fierce. He wasnât feeling angry, but embarrassed.
Aisaka indignantly pulled her expensive curtains up.
âLike hell I want to look at you! Hurry up and get your ass over, you stupid dog!â
Aisaka ended with this sentence, but Ryƫji remembered he still had things to do,
âWait! Just give me ten more minutes!â
â⊠Why?â
âBecause the creole rice bento is not cooked yet.â
ââŠâ
From the silence on the other end, Ryƫji could faintly hear a thunderous growling of the stomach. It was just too loud to be ignored.
ââŠW, would you like to have some?â
After a long silence, the curtains on the window of that Bourgeoisie-style apartment opened about 10cm. Aisaka remained silent while nodding at Ryƫji.
Yasuko, Inko-chan, and now Aisaka.
Looks like there were now three instead of two waiting to be fed by Ryƫji.
* * *
This was the first time he had ever seen an automatic gate.
The atmosphere in the marble-laden entrance felt colder than the air outside. The surrounding area was eerily quiet, as though keeping a watch on RyĆ«ji. Facing such an unfitting ambiance, RyĆ«jiâs eyes couldnât help looking more fierce as a result of staring at the device that was before him. At his waist level was a marble panel with a button, a keyhole and something like an intercom. At the other end was the automatic gate that led to the interior of the apartment block. Yet the gate did not open automatically. On his right was the security booth, but there was a sign outside that read âCleaning in Progressâ, so it seemed like there was no one inside. RyĆ«ji remained silent while at a loss as to what to do whenâŠ
âGood⊠morningâŠ?â
A young woman emerged from the gate and greeted Ryƫji, but quickly glanced suspiciously at him, wondering
âM, morning.â
Lowering his head embarrassingly, RyĆ«ji slotted himself through the gate before it shut. he wondered, though he believed it wouldnât get him into too much trouble.
He entered the elevator and pushed the button for the second floor. As the doors reopened, he found himself looking at a carpet-laden corridor that he had seen before in the hotel of one of his previous field trips.
This got RyĆ«ji wondering, just how much was the rent here? Though that problem was quickly solvedâŠ
Because there was only one door at the end of the corridor⊠In other words, the entire second floor of this Bourgeoisie-style apartment building was the Aisaka residence.
âShe sure is rich⊠Could the rumour that her fatherâs a gangster actually be true?â
While in deep thought, RyĆ«ji walked nervously towards the door (since even though it was Aisaka, he was still visiting a girlâs place), and pushed the doorbell. However, there was no response, even after pushing several times.
He timidly attempted to push the door open.
He held his breath and then⊠the door opened.
â⊠M, morning! ⊠Aisaka! ⊠Itâs me, Takasu⊠Hello?â
He peeked in and yelled, still there was no response. Ryƫji entered the apartment entrance as he continued yelling.
â⊠Sorry to bother⊠M, may I come in? Is that okay?â
Ryƫji removed his shoes anxiously and walked along the wooden corridor in his socks.
RyĆ«ji sighed as he walked and looked around. Whether it was the white wallpaper, the premium wooden tiles or the uplighting, everything reflected a sense of fine taste, unlike other rented apartments around the neighborhood. In fact, for someone with much interest in interior designing, RyĆ«ji looked with great interest at the laminated glass door as he opened it. And thenâŠ
âWow! ⊠Whoa!!!â
First, he gazed in amazement, then he got struck by a very foul smell.
What amazed him was the living room, which was at least the size of 20 tatami-mats. It was laid with a pure white carpet and there was a light gray sofa, coupled with a pure white dining table and designer chairs⊠Facing south was a window where one could see the view that the Takasus used to see a year ago â the trees in the park nearby. The deep colored kitchenware did not affect the living roomâs sense of width in any way and the customized design had a posh feeling to it. This was coupled with the trendy and beautiful crystal chandelier above. What seemed strange was that there were only enough sofas and chairs for one person.
Normally, it wouldnât be strange to see five or six chairs for such a spacious living room.
And then there was the foul smellâŠ
âIs it coming from over hereâŠ?â
It came from the beautiful European-style kitchen.
The kitchen had a large stainless steel sink, but it had been stuffed with a whole pile of dirty plates for an undetermined amount of time. Just thinking about it was enough to give one goosebumps. Not to mention part of the stainless steel looked misty, as it was full ofâŠ
âAAARRRGGGHHH!!!â
Black mold, enough to torment a person till he fainted. As if pulled by it, RyĆ«ji staggered towards the surface and rubbed his trembling finger over it. Needless to say, it felt slippery and thickâŠ
âAISAKA~!!!â
Ryƫji bolted out of the kitchen.
âNo matter what, let me⊠let me clean your kitchen!!!â
Something had gone off within RyĆ«jiâs heart.
His nerves showing, he ran around the living room like a bullet, but still could not find Aisaka. His eyes, glittering in excitement, noticed a sliding door.
âIs it this one!?â
He then pulled it open with great forceâŠ
ââŠAh.â
But somehow, it felt as though⊠he guessed wrongly.
Aisaka Taiga was there.
Facing a sight like that, RyĆ«ji couldnât help but cover his mouth, he even stopped breathing.
The curtains hung from the north-facing window, in the silent room with a high ceiling, lying everywhere on the pure white carpet were fluffy one-piece dresses that were thrown randomly after being taken off. In the corner was a matching pure white studying table and chair, while in the middle of the room was a princess-sized bed with white lacy curtains hanging from above.
This was Aisakaâs room.
At the center of the bed, surrounded by the lacy curtains, lay Aisaka Taiga. Her long hair was spread all over the bedspread, while she cuddled her arms and legs as she slept silently.
The portable phone receiver was placed next to the pillow and beyond the curtains one could just see the Takasu residence.
â⊠So she went back to sleepâŠâ
Only the silent and rhythmic breathing could be heard.
Unable to approach her, RyĆ«ji maintained this distance while looking at the sleeping Aisaka⊠Itâs not like he really wanted to look, it was just that he could not get her out of his field of vision.
Wrapped in her loose pajamas, her tiny arms and legs now looked even tinier. It was only at this moment that her calm face looked as clear as an ice sculpture, as though it was about to melt. Her small nose, slightly open little mouth, and her eyelashes extending downwards⊠if it werenât for her breathing, one couldnât tell whether she was alive or not⊠And there Aisaka slept quietly on her bed.
It wasnât because he was watching his classmate sleeping, it was just that this scenery felt like it came straight out of a fairy tale.
Ryƫji felt that she looked just like Sleeping Beauty, just like any other girl. But he quickly rejected that sort of thinking.
Nope⊠she was just a doll that had been forgotten by a princess. Her eyes would open once you pick her up, but since she was forgotten, she could only lie there and keep on sleeping.
The doll slept in this bed, in this room, in this apartment, and yet they belonged to the princess and not the doll. This explained why everything seemed so big in comparison to the dollâs size.
After looking around the room, Ryƫji quietly squinted his eyes.
Ryƫji looked at his watch, there was still time before school would begin.
Feeling that it would be quite hard to wake her, Ryƫji silently left the room and closed the door without making a sound.
After returning from the alternate dimension in the silent bedroom, Ryƫji slowly took off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves.
â⊠Letâs do this!â
Before his glaring eyes was the extremely slippery utility kitchen, the time limit was 15 minutes. The battle between the man and the dirty stainless steel had begun.
Though his work was not yet complete⊠Ryƫji swore to himself, the kitchen utensils and the stainless steel cupboard behind him, which was left untidied for nearly half a year, were now sparkling clean.
All that was left was the creole rice and instant miso soup breakfast.
The contents were the same. Ryƫji remarked on the tightly packed and heavy bento.
All of these were made for Aisaka Taiga, who was still sleeping in her sweet dreams.
* * *
âI specifically called you to pick me up, because I didnât want to be late, whyâd you leave it till this late? Just what have you been doing?â
âWha!? Didnât I tell you to eat faster many times? Just who was it that kept asking for seconds and refusing to put down the bowl?â
âI never asked you to help me, you were the one who happily made the breakfast on your own. I thought itâd be a waste if I didnât eat it, so I was actually helping you! You ought to be grateful for my generosity!â
âGimme backâŠ! Gimme back that bento!â
âShut up already! And stay away from me, you perverted dog!â
âWhy you⊠Gimme that! Iâll have you return that! Along with my kindness!â
âShut up, you scum!â
âI, I donât have any spare creole rice for people that call me scum!â
Running shoulder to shoulder along the road to school, Ryƫji and Aisaka had begun a dangerous sparring war. Under the green leaves of the trees planted alongside, there was no one else that could have created more trouble for others besides these two fighting on the road.
Ryƫji attacked from the above, trying to snatch away the bento bag that Aisaka was carrying in her tiny hands; though Aisaka skillfully dodged him using her small body and slithered around like a snake, keeping her distance from Ryƫji. Some innocent bystanders, not wanting to have anything to do with an evil looking high school student with a terrifying glare and a pretty girl with an innocent face, all avoided making eye contact with them.
âHow can such an ungrateful girl like you exist⊠this is unbelievable! And after I cleaned your kitchen for you, though itâs still not completely cleanâŠâ
âI already said I never asked you to do it!â
âYou! Let me get this straight, youâre completely ridiculous! The stagnant water clogged up in the sink was already reeking⊠There was nothing but slime and mold in the drain, and the rotting leftovers were an image straight from hell⊠Just how long have you left it unattended? The apartment stank like hell!â
âFor about half a year.â
âYou really have no right to call yourself a human beingâŠâ
RyĆ«ji pointed at her with his finger, while Aisaka merely replied without any expression, âWhatâs that got to do with me?â and quickly walked ahead. He didnât clean the kitchen because he wanted to obey her commands. RyĆ«ji just couldnât bear to see a kitchen being left in such a messy state. He wanted to make it clean, make it beautiful, make it usable⊠Those thoughts slowly grew in his mind and became unstoppable.
âAm I⊠being pathetic?â
Ryƫji muttered to himself while chasing after Aisaka. Or to be precise, because he too had to go to school, he had no choice but to walk behind her. Aisaka turned her head slightly to look at Ryƫji,
âNever mind the little stuff. Donât forget that youâll have to help me at school, so donât try to run away!â
Aisaka exclaimed, looking at Ryƫji with her completely awakened eyes while snorting silently with her tiny nose. Ryƫji hastened his footsteps and replied,
âIâll say this, I have no intention of helping someone who speaks to me in such a manner!â
Without warning, Ryƫji bumped straight into Aisaka, who had stopped suddenly, and elbowed him in the stomach.
âY, you idiot! Donât stop all of a sudden!â
Feeling pissed off, RyĆ«ji bemoaned at the blatant disregard for his own life, but Aisakaâs eyes were not looking at RyĆ«ji at all.
âMinorin! Were you waiting for me again?â
âYouâre late, Taiga! Did you take a detour today as well?â
ââŠUh!â
Just before he was about to trip, Ryƫji caught himself. In front of Aisaka, standing at the corner of a major road-junction was none other than Kushieda Minori.
Only a small part of her face was tanned by the sun, coupled with her smooth and large eyes, she smiled innocently while waving in their direction. Her hair was illuminated by the shine of the morning sun, while her skirt fluttered in the wind⊠Yet her arm suddenly stopped waving and her smile disappeared, instead she widened her large eyesâŠ
âEEEHHH~âŠ!!!??? WhaâŠ!? No way! Could it be!?â
âWhat is it, Minorin?â
âM, my earsâŠâ
Minori yelled in a very sharp voice, while turning her glance quickly at both Ryƫji and Taiga who were both going to school together.
âAnd you ask me what it is!? Eh, eh⊠I, I see⊠I didnât even know, that Taiga and Takasu-kun would get along so well as to come to school as a coupleâŠâ
âYouâve got it wrong, Minorin. Besides, what do you mean by âas a coupleâ?â
âHmmâŠ! W, what was it called again? Um, in this kind of situation⊠Argh! I canât find the right word to describe it! Oh yeah, you two have âsworn to never partâ?!â
âNo, no, no! We didnât swear to walk together to school! I, itâs just that, we only met over there!â
Ryƫji instinctively came up with an excuse like that, he then turned and said gently,
âAm I right, Aisaka?â
As she turned her head, she revealed a very ghastly gentle smile.
âWhat, so you two only met by chance, huh?â
âYeah, we live very near to each other.â
Aisaka began to walk shoulder to shoulder with her good friend Minori. Ryƫji quickly caught up from behind while quickly beginning to think with his head.
âWell then, see you later, Takasu-kun⊠I had wanted to say letâs head to the classroom together! But it seems like you donât want to walk with us, right? Since we only just met by chance, right?â
In less than 3 seconds, RyĆ«jiâs imagination was swiftly crushed by Aisaka, who turned her head around.
â⊠Ah⊠No, Ai, AisakaâŠâ
âThen, Iâll see you later then, Takasu-kun! Hey Taiga, did you see last nightâs TVâŠâ
⊠Vainly trying to call them back with his arm stretched out, Ryƫji received his final warning:
â⊠UghâŠâ
Aisaka seemed to be saying that as she turned her head once again and glared with that gloomy and heavy stare.
RyĆ«ji was petrified by the eyes of the beast small enough to be placed on anyoneâs palm. She seemed to be declaring
Even without her in the way, it was still only a dream for him to go out with MinoriâŠ
That was the worst possible outcome he could ever imagineâŠ
Watching the slowly disappearing figures of the two girls, RyĆ«ji squinted his eyes earnestly. For the first time, contempt and degradation had gotten RyĆ«jiâs fighting spirit fired up.