Ordinary I and Extraordinary Them

I confessed for the first time in my life.

Until I went before him, I was going to come pre decided on what to tell him and practice again and again.

But when I had to be on the spot, the words disappeared from my head, and I could not speak as I wished.

Her heart was beating faster from nervousness to her ears.

Still, I managed to convey my thoughts.

Maybe it was an annoying story from you.

Before entering the park, I heard your mood and honestly wondered if I would convey this thought.

That would be annoying, because I thought so.

Still, because I wanted to show as an action that it was not like me to have confessed in this way.

So I have no regrets.

Still...

"What should I look like the next time I see you..."

Despite the morning, he couldn't get out of his own futon and was wrapped in a blanket.

Like snails.

Now that I think about it, I also feel embarrassed to have talked to Bella Bella.

My favorite thing in the world, or I've only seen it for a long time...

There's no lie or falsehood in that word, but maybe they don't think you're a heavy woman?

Anxiety and slight (callous) expectations swirled through my chest, and yesterday it also took me a while to sleep.

And I got my morning, but as I mentioned earlier, I can't get out of the futon because the time to go to school is running out of time.

"Shizuku? Time to wake up!

"Huh? Oh, yes!

Mother's voice echoes in the house from below.

Today, both my parents were at home for a holiday on holiday I went to work a while ago.

When I check the time on the clock on the pillow, I leave the room to jump up.

"Yes, we have to hurry!

I wash my face in the washroom, brush my teeth and easily check my hair for sleeping habits and I run into the living room.

There, my father, who had already finished his meal, read the morning paper and my mother was washing dishes.

"Good morning Shizuku, you're late today, aren't you?

"Sleeping a little."

I'm ashamed to say that I confessed to you.

Maybe even if you know I've always liked you.

"Sometimes it's good to stay up late, but if you don't keep up, your skin will get rough and you won't like it, will you?

"Wow, I know!

Yeah... he had an idea what caused him to stay up late.

Quickly change into uniform to a mother who laughs at her teasing, feeling a little irritated.

Then, strangely, your mother called out.

"What are you doing? You're off to school today, right?

"Huh?... Oh, I was!

It's not even a weekend and school is off day.

The reason is because it's the school's anniversary.

So I totally forgot I was on holiday today on a weekday.

Having just confessed, and still nervous about face-to-face with you, I took a seat of remembrance.

"Eat your dinner faster than that, Mother, 'cause I'm washing up"

"Yes, I'll have it"

I held my hands together and then carried the roasted toast to my mouth.

"Speaking of which, Maple just showed up, didn't she?

"Maple did?

What can I do for you so early in the morning?

Could it be that yesterday's matter has already been passed on to Maple and she's here to say something?

With a cold sweat, your mother talks pale about the conversation as she waits for the next word.

"Maple's not coming home from school to stay at a friend's house today, so I was wondering if I could ask Shizuku for your dinner."

"What!?

Is this a coincidence?

Or is it a favor after Maple found out about yesterday's confession?

I must have had a cramped grin.

Your mother looked at this one with her neck clenched in wonder.

"Is something inconvenient? I'll make it for you. Eat with me."

"No...... ok"

But as you can imagine, this is a rare opportunity.

Lately, there are not many opportunities for us to have a reason in our own space without her. [M]

When you finish your meal early, change into topical clothes and leave the house.

Heading there, shopping district, of course.

Before heading to the mall, I'll email Maple to see what dinner was yesterday.

If the item is worn, your liking may be reduced. [M]

I can't fail all this time.

By the time I got to the mall, I had made some candidates and thought about it, and Maple replied.

"Miso soup for grilled fish yesterday... and salad?"

It's a sinister dish for high school students.

For a long time, I even feel respect for Maple, who thinks about and makes a menu that cares about your health.

Today, I decided to fry it because I like you, and I will return a thank-you reply to Maple.

Speaking of which, I wish you would have contacted me directly because I know your contact details.

"Oh Shizuku! Are you shopping today?

In front of the fishmonger, my uncle approaches me as he speaks out loud.

"Yes, Maple asked me to pick you up for dinner, so I went shopping."

"Oh, I hope you look like a lover!

"You're a lover... not yet!

To the words, the corner of my mouth goes up anyway.

I'm not your girlfriend yet, but I'm happy to be mistaken for your girlfriend.

Because that's what I want to be if possible.

That's where I make conversations with my uncle, get into the supermarket and quickly put the ingredients in the basket.

My uncle told me I was like a lover, but I was like a wife who came shopping to make dinner for her husband.

It warms nature and my heart and feels a few times more fun than my usual shopping.

"I need to make it yummy!

Hang a shopping bag and look at the city landscape as you walk home.

It's a town classified as rural, with little or no entertainment, but for me it's an important town with lots of memories with you and Maple.

Immersed in nostalgic memories in my memory, I proceeded on a short road to my house.

"Okay, I'm coming!

"Yes, yes, good luck"

As my mother drops me off at the front door, I check in front of the mirror many times to see if I'm not crazy before I leave the house.

About ten seconds to the house across the street.

It's a distance I don't need to be dropped off, but my mother, who felt I was nervous, happily opened the front door to see how I was doing.

…………

Take a few deep breaths and then ring the chime of the house.

I hear a small noise walking down the hallway from inside and the gates open with chatter.

"... Shizuku, I'm sorry"

No, it's for you.

Coming out of the house, you left your room on, but I felt sorry for you.

She's confused about yesterday because she talks out of sight more than usual.

In all my words, I was glad that you were thinking about me, and the tension earlier disappeared like a lie.

"I'm going to make some extraordinarily delicious rice!

Let's not think about that.

Today, enjoy this happy hour.

I followed you and disturbed you inside the True House.