After Coincidentally Saving the New Transfer Student’s Little Sister, We Gradually Grew Closer

Ever since Emma and I came to my room, I've been Emma's talker.

Occasionally Mr. Charlotte had joined the conversation, but seemed careful not to disturb his sister's talk.

I've just been listening to Emma, too.

Emma told me a lot about her first time on the plane and about the cat video she saw today.

I felt kind of happy watching you push your own head against my chest even while you were talking and start playing with it, taking my hand.

Doing so, Emma starts to utter.

It's late, and I guess I'm tired because there was so much going on today.

Let me keep you asleep.

Me and Mr. Charlotte will shut up and watch until Emma goes to bed.

A little while later, Emma heard me sleep cute.

Apparently, he slept completely.

"Thank you, Aoyagi."

Mr. Charlotte has said thank you for not knowing how many times it will be today.

Look, I'm staring at Emma with a very gentle look.

Now Mr. Charlotte feels like a sister watching over her sister gently.

I know very well that this child is dear to Mr. Charlotte.

"I'm not thanking you for anything."

"That's not true. I'm so glad you're dealing with Emma."

"Ha, that's good. I had a great day, too."

I also feel like I was just swinging around quite a bit, but I actually enjoyed playing with Emma.

If you are such a sister (...) you can stay (...).

I honestly thought so.

"I'm sure for this kid, Aoyagi, you're a hero. Aoyagi called out to me when no one could help me because I couldn't get through the words. And he smiles at me and treats me gently. I know how she misses you, Aoyagi."

What should I do?

I'm kind of very highly regarded for not making such a big deal out of it...

I can't see Mr. Charlotte's face because it stinks too much.

Mr. Charlotte's story continues even as I turn away.

"To strange lands, untold people. Maybe this Japan has become a very scary place for this kid. So - if you don't mind, could you be a playmate until this kid gets used to Japan?

"Player......?

To an unexpected suggestion, I see Emma sleeping with Suyasuya in her arms.

I understand what Mr. Charlotte is saying.

The fact that my words don't make sense makes me very anxious, and land I don't know is scary.

That emotion would be twice as great for this young girl.

But it's convenient for me, too.

I usually have a tutor for Aki, and after I return, I preview and review classes.

When it comes to cutting that time, honestly, it's tough.

Because even though I invest in studying, I naturally have a purpose.

But...

I look at Mr. Charlotte's face in a chill.

Mr. Charlotte had been staring at my face with a serious look.

I just met her today for the first time, but I think I understand a little bit of what she's like.

He's a sweet kid who cares about others and puts his things behind him.

Such a girl is doing me a favor for my sister even if she knows she's going to bother me.

Given its meaning, it wouldn't be easy to say no.

Most importantly, I don't want to give Emma anxiety.

If I can get rid of that anxiety by being the other person, the answer is yes...

"Yeah, fine. Maybe it'll be a little late every night, but if that's okay, I can free up my plans."

"Thank you!

When I thought about what to do and nodded, I was so happy that Mr. Charlotte had thanked me.

Even if I could just see this smile, I might have taken it on and got it right.

As far as studying is concerned, you won't have a problem if you cut your sleep.

Humans, I don't die where I have somewhat less time to sleep.

"- Will your family be able to come home now?

After a little chat, Mr. Charlotte began to care about my family.

Maybe he's starting to feel uncomfortable that no one's coming home even late.

From me, I doubt Mr. Charlotte and the others will be in my room forever and your family will be more worried.

I want you to spare me the development of your father yelling at you all of a sudden.

I didn't do anything wrong, but I didn't get yelled at.

Well, that's as...

"Nobody's coming home."

"Huh...?

When I briefly told the truth, Mr. Charlotte gave me a bewildered look.

I might have said it a little rashly.

I panicked and smiled and spinned my words.

"No, I live alone, so it means no one's coming home."

"Living alone......? Are you still in high school?

"Oh, yeah. That's right."

I cut the words short.

I don't really want to talk about this.

So I didn't say anything extra and cut the words so they wouldn't go on.

Mr. Charlotte still had a good guess, so he opened his mouth and closed it, opened it and repeatedly closed it, and at the end of the day he shut up.

You understand I don't want this topic.

"I'm hungry... you're free..."

I ran out of words to talk to, and I ran to myself.

I came home from Aki's house and haven't eaten anything yet.

It's natural to lose your stomach.

"Dinner, haven't you?

I should have whined small, but Mr. Charlotte asked me.

I'm ashamed you seem to be eating.

"Well, yeah......"

"It's because of us interrupting, isn't it? Sorry......"

"Yes, no, that's okay! Because I just need to go buy a convenience store later!

Mr. Charlotte is in a hurry because he has been so depressed.

Guilt creeps up the other way when you care that much for one meal.

"But it's too late for the night... It's not safe to go outside and buy it, is it?

"It's okay. Because Japan is not as noisy as any other country."

Not that I can be absolutely relieved, but the chances of being attacked by a suspicious person in Japan are quite low.

I guess Mr. Charlotte from a foreign country has no knowledge of the area.

No, well, not that foreign countries are in danger.

At least we can say that Japan is safer.

"Yes.............................. yes! I'll cook you a meal!

Mr. Charlotte, who feels unconvinced, suddenly pounds his hand and says happily.

What is this...?

Me, aren't you really dreaming right now?

A beautiful girl who's just been studying abroad today can cook handicrafts for me?

What world has such a convenient and happy development...

"No...?

"-!"

As one solidified, Mr. Charlotte peered into my face at the top of his head.

It smells cute already. It's a good one, I can't turn my head.

"Oh, please…"

"Yes!"

When I replied so that it would be flushed, Mr. Charlotte left my room with a very happy grin -.