Episode 19 – A Turbulent Summer Festival 3


I Thought She Was the One, but It Turned Out to Be a Fake Confession, so I Decided to Break Up With Her


Hina successfully finished her summer vacation homework.

After that, I called Chihiro and asked her to send my photo albumโ€”which was at my parentsโ€™ houseโ€”via courier, but

โ€œIโ€™ll bring it over myself,โ€

she replied, giving me an unexpected answer.

Just as I was about to say there was no need to go to such lengths, she unilaterally hung up on me.

A few hours after the call ended.

The doorbell rangโ€”โ€œDing-dongโ€โ€”and Chihiro appeared.

โ€œSo this is the love nest of Young Master and his wife, isnโ€™t it?โ€

Hearing those words, Hina broke into a sloppy, goofy grin.

โ€œThatโ€™s right~ Weโ€™re not living together yet, but Iโ€™m doing my best as a โ€˜commuter wifeโ€™!โ€

โ€œActually, I feel like Iโ€™m doing almost all the housework.โ€

โ€œUgh! W-well, thatโ€™s because I havenโ€™t had my bridal training yet! If I just get proper bridal training, Iโ€™ll be a great โ€˜commuter wifeโ€™ too!!โ€

โ€œAnd that bridal training teacher is YouTube, right?โ€

โ€œThese days, thereโ€™s no better teacher than YouTube!โ€

Thatโ€™s fine in itself, but the problem is that the moment I look away, she ditches her homework and gets completely absorbed in it.

Well, she did manage to finish her homework in the end, so I decided not to bring it up any further.

Chihiro set down the box containing the photo album and muttered with a sigh.

โ€œSighโ€ฆ Even young lords much younger than me are meeting great people and rubbing it in my faceโ€ฆ Why is it just meโ€ฆ? I thought that if I just got a job at a big company and saved up for a wedding, men would come flocking to meโ€ฆ!โ€

โ€œBut I think if you asked grandfather, heโ€™d introduce you to someone to marry. Or do you dislike arranged marriages?โ€

โ€œIโ€™ve already asked him! Iโ€™ve even met a few people! But I just want a regular office worker my own age who works in Japan! I donโ€™t want to marry some super-famous male idol whoโ€™d cause a scandal, or an entrepreneur running a huge business overseas whoโ€™s hardly ever in Japan, or some green, inexperienced heir to some familyโ€™s fortune whoโ€™s a whole generation younger than me!!โ€

Presumably, it was precisely because my grandfather cared so deeply for Chihiro, in his own way, that he introduced her to so many high-caliber men.

But Chihiro is simply looking for an ordinary, sincere man.

โ€œSo this is it, isnโ€™t it!? Youโ€™re telling me to spend my whole life just working and die alone, right!? No way!! I want to quit this job too, stay home with my kids, and wait for my husband to come home!!โ€

โ€œWaaah!โ€ Chihiro began rolling around on the floor as if sheโ€™d finally regressed to childhood.

Maybe the stress from work has really been building up lately.

Perhaps she went out of her way to deliver the photo album because she wanted even a little break from work.

โ€œChihiro sanโ€ฆโ€

Hina looked at her with a sympathetic gaze.

Then she took out her smartphone and showed Chihiro a photo.

โ€œI have an older brother whoโ€™s a few years older than me, and heโ€™s single right now. Would you like to meet him sometime? Heโ€™s technically an accountant.โ€

Chihiro stared intently at the photo.

It appeared to be a family photo of the Honjo family; not only Hina but alsoMisaki was in the picture.

โ€œIs this man your older brother?โ€

โ€œYes, thatโ€™s right. Heโ€™s always sneaking my Hagen-Dazs and spends all day playing video games at home on weekends, but apparently he was pretty popular with the girls back in his college days?โ€

I glanced at the photo from the side, too.

He really was quite a heartthrobโ€”it was like Hina turned into a guy.

Even from a guyโ€™s perspective, I could see why heโ€™d be popular.

Chihiro suddenly sat down in seiza and said with a serious expression:

โ€œMadam. No, my sister-in-law! Please, let me have your brother!!โ€

โ€œFeel free. If you can handle him, that is.โ€

I got the feeling that Hina and Chihiro had struck up an odd kind of rapport.

ใ€€โ—‡โ—‡

Ever since Kotone defied her mother, Asami, for the first time in her life, surveillance within the house had become even stricter.

Even when she needed to step out briefly, she was required to take at least one family member with her.

This was to verify that Kotoneโ€™s reason for going out wasnโ€™t a lie.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆIโ€™d like to stop by the convenience store for a moment.โ€

โ€œIโ€™m afraid that wonโ€™t work. It wasnโ€™t on your schedule. If you absolutely must go, please call Ms. Asami yourself, Miss.โ€

Kotone let out a long sigh.

Permission to go out had become even stricter than before.

She wasnโ€™t even allowed a simple change of pace; her outings had to be strictly related to her studies or personal development.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆWhen, exactly, will I ever be free?โ€

โ€œYou are the daughter of the Shimazaki family and its heir. Once you become the next head of the family, you will be able to enjoy a freedom that commoners can only dream of, thanks to the Shimazaki familyโ€™s wealth and honor.โ€

The adults in this area always refer to Kotone as โ€œthe young lady of the Shimazaki family,โ€ meaning she is the one who will inherit their wealth and honor.

And those adults instruct their own children never to upset โ€œthe young lady of the Shimazaki family,โ€ so the children call her โ€œMs. Shimazaki.โ€

Aside from Asami, the only ones who call her โ€œKotoneโ€ are Hina and Misaki.

And Daiki was the only other one.

(Is this all my faultโ€ฆ?)

But Daiki doesnโ€™t call her โ€œKotoneโ€ anymore.

Heโ€™s started calling her โ€œShimazaki sanโ€โ€”which means heโ€™s not even looking at her.

That fact crushed Kotoneโ€™s heart just as much as her fatherโ€™s abusive words before he left home.

Back home, she opened her LINE chat screen.

As she reminisced and scrolled back through their past conversations, she suddenly realized something.

(No wayโ€ฆ My toneโ€ฆ)

It was just like her motherโ€™sโ€”exactly.

Kotoneโ€™s eyes widened in shock.

Then she reread the LINE conversation once more.

(What on earth am Iโ€ฆ?)

Kotone was gasping for breath, her heart being worn away by Asamiโ€™s control.

Unbelievably, even her conversations with Daiki were deeply tainted by her motherโ€™s shadow.

If thatโ€™s the caseโ€”

(To do something like that to Fujimori-kunโ€ฆ!)

Tears began to well up in Kotoneโ€™s eyes.

Only now did she finally understand Hinaโ€™s warning.

Because she wanted to be with Daiki. Because it was for Daikiโ€™s sake. โ€ฆEven the way she used such a noble cause as a shield was the spitting image of Asami.

Kotoneโ€™s smartphone clattered onto the desk.

Her whole body trembled slightly.

โ€œOh, I have to apologizeโ€ฆ!!โ€

At the very least, she had to have a serious talk with Daiki about her behavior up until now.

Her true feelings might not come across properly over LINE or on the phone.

Thatโ€™s why she had to find a way to meet with Daiki.

(But howโ€ฆ?)

Kotoneโ€™s thoughts came to a halt there.

Sneaking out of this house, which was under ironclad surveillance, was nearly impossible.

Even if she managed it, she would undoubtedly be discovered, and Asamiโ€™s vigilance would only grow stronger.

Kotone predicted that this time, she would truly be locked away.

(I absolutely need the help of someone outside the Shimazaki householdโ€ฆ)

And someone capable of persuading Asami.

Is there anyone like that?

As Kotoneโ€™s eyes wavered, a desk calendar caught her eye.

(Itโ€™s a long shot, butโ€ฆโ€ฆ)

Someone who comes to the Shimazaki residence but isnโ€™t a member of the Shimazaki family.

The only person who fits that description is the private tutor scheduled to start lessons on the day of the summer festival.

For the first time in her life, Kotone resolved to bow her head to someone.


Maigetsu


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