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

"I'm an orphan."

"Orphan, is...?

"Yes. When you were just a baby, you called it an orphanage - now you call it a child care facility. They were dumped in front of that facility. One morning, when the people at the facility went outside, there was a cardboard in front of the facility, wrapped in a blanket, and I was in it."

"Oh no..."

Mr. Charlotte is already staring miserably at my face when he says he's just starting to talk.

Again, shall we stop talking about this......

When I closed my mouth thinking so, Mr. Sorr Charlotte shook my hand.

I don't know what the hell she's been thinking and holding on to, but she's staring me straight in the eye even though it looks spicy, so I guess it means talking about it.

"At the time, well, that... now, nothing, I don't resent the parents who dumped me. The people at the facility were sweet, and they think they have me now because I'm an orphan."

"What does that mean...?

"The facility I was in was a small place with less than ten children. So when I started going to elementary school, I didn't have kids in the same facility at school and they were bullied."

"Bullying...... Aoyagi...?

Mr. Charlotte stares at me as if it were incredible, something like that.

At the time, it was very different from now, so I guess it's hard to imagine.

"Just because you don't have a parent makes you the target of bullying. There's something cruel about children being innocent, and there's no good or evil."

It is now that I can talk calmly like this, but I remember that it was very hard at that time.

It's not my fault that I was orphaned, but why should I be so badly hit?

I used to cry in the park thinking about it.

- About that time, I met that guy.

"What the hell happened to Aoyagi...?

"Right... by then, I met someone who was a park. He's crying. He's been so nice to me."

I remember the time as I miss it.

The person was a foreign sister who had just come to Japan for work.

And he looked a lot like Mr. Charlotte.

An elegantly situated trick.

Beautiful hair shining silver long and straight down.

A cute smile with a peep of nostalgia.

A good voice with a clear ear disorder.

When I first met you, I thought of Mr. Charlotte as my ideal in itself, because she overlapped that sister by introducing herself.

At the time, I admired my sister for being nice to me.

I think that's why I fell in love with Mr. Charlotte at first sight.

But naturally, she was attracted to her own charm.

I feel happy with her now because Mr. Charlotte is a very nice person.

Your sister doesn't matter there.

"Aoyagi could not help but frustrate you because you were comforted by that one?

"Ugh, no. That sister told me." If you're going to be bullied, do your best to study and exercise. Then no one can bully you. [M] On the other hand, I'm sure he'd like to get along with you. "And your sister taught me English. I had a hard time remembering at first, but even though I just remembered to say hello, my classmates were surprised and came out with something to try to get along with me. Most importantly, as your sister says, if you try to beat no one in your studies or exercise, no one will harass me if you realize it."

"... you were comforting Aoyagi, you were your sister..."

I heard what I said. Mr. Charlotte was smiling bitterly for some reason.

Is that where you react?

I think I have something more to worry about...

"Aoyagi, because you kept trying not to be bullied, are you good at studying and exercising?

"Ugh, that's different, too."

I shook my neck to the side because Mr. Charlotte had asked me, as I had regained my mind.

There is nothing in a child that shakes the position that he or she once built.

So it should no longer have been necessary to make an effort at a time when they would no longer be bullied.

But I have a reason why I have to work harder.

"Your sister came to the park where I am after work every day, and I had to say goodbye one day,"

"Say goodbye, is that...?

"Yeah. It's been about a year or so since we did meet. The sister was a foreigner, but I was only here in Japan on a business trip, and I had to go back to my country. The next day you told me that story, your sister introduced me to a man."

"... you're kind of a step away from everyday..."

Well, I guess so.

I think I've done things that I would never have experienced had I lived normally.

So you won't have a choice if she thinks that way.

"Your sister said she was a very trustworthy gentleman about the man. And you're the one who's gonna be my foster parent. Later, the man became my father. He was named Aoyagi."

"Ah... well... Aoyagi, you weren't Aoyagi originally..."

"Yeah, you are. Your sister left Japan shortly afterwards, and I was picked up by the man as promised. But I wasn't anxious when they picked me up. He was really nice to me when I was with your sister."

"Does that... really mean you weren't nice...?

Just get noticed.

As Mr. Charlotte imagined, the gentleness of the man was a mask.

Apparently it was a subsidiary of the company your sister worked for.

Even when it comes to subsidiaries, it is a well-known company in Japan.

The parent company your sister works for will just be too big globally.

And they were both young enough to be entrusted with the board.

I just found out about it when I was in middle school.

So the man looked good to his sister because the company was in a different position than his sister.

If you like it, you'll be born faster.

In fact, I think your sister liked the guy a lot.

Otherwise, you wouldn't bother bringing me here as my foster parent.

"I was taken away, and the man's father - from me, he took me to my grandfather's house."

"What, why...?

"Looks like you were in the way, about me. That's why my grandfather raised me all the way to the middle of nowhere."

"Why am I interrupting...... But when you were in junior high, you said you could take it, right?

"Oh, you could have taken it. My grandfather's dead, and there's no one to raise me."

"............... is that right..."

Mr. Charlotte closed her eyes, feeling like she couldn't say anything anymore.

Has this still happened?

Maybe I should have chosen what I'd talk about, but I've lived like that until I was in junior high.

If you're going to talk about the past, it's not going to change which one you told me.

Rather, it was still better for me to have memories with my sister.

... Well, even though the sister didn't say "I'll see you again," she hasn't shown up since then.

But I'm sure that guy will keep his word.

For God's sake, he was a kind man from the heart, unlike any other adult.

"Mr. Charlotte, it's a little early, but should we go now?"

Talking about it any more or getting worse won't be fun.

So we'll just have to talk about it another time.

Maybe then we could talk about my sister.

I don't know why I kept trying - and why I stopped trying when it came to exercise anyway.

All those causes, because the sister is involved.