I haven't heard a voice in a long time, it came from completely unconscious sources.
After a school trip plus a day, we returned to Kanagawa in our hometown, and each of us was sent home by the driver of the Kirosaka family, Kuroi.
First Miyashita, Yudo, and Shizukuishi and I descend in the same place, exchanging short words and dissolving.
If they're caught on a school trip for two days, they'll be reunited at school.
I was also tired, to the point of exchanging a few appropriate words, and there was no extra conversation.
I can't see Beautiful Lusaka's car anymore, make sure Shizuku enters my home, and then I take out the keys to open my home door, too.
When I tried to open the door that was locked, I was called from behind.
Welcome back, buddy.
"... it's my line now, isn't it, Mother?"
Nestled in the rear, it was his mother's true harp sound that he had heard with a gentle grin and voice.
He should be looking after his father overseas, but I'm surprised he's returning home.
When I smile slightly at the surprise I hadn't heard, my mother brightens her expression with joy.
I was just buying a souvenir for both of you, because I can give it to you directly.
With that in mind, the word goes on as I try to open the front door.
"Hey, have you been having fun at school lately?
"What's the sudden matter... well, normal"
Answer with a bitter smile as you question what you won't even need to talk about in front of your front door.
Something even makes my mother feel like she's resistant to entering, even though it's her own house.
But I couldn't have gone home to talk, and I'm tired too, so I stepped inside the house, and there was my sweet angel, the maple, sitting in a grumpy, narrow eye.
"Welcome back brother...... you know what I said?
"You said your brother was the coolest, come on, I know"
"Look in the mirror, eye drops. Then look in the mirror again and then say it! No, I took the liberty of getting more lodgings and coming home late!
That's right...
Me too, if I were in my sister's shoes, I'd just like to say one of my complaints.
Or I'm definitely saying it.
It's about maple, so I guess in my head I also assembled things like getting ready when I got home.
That was instantly put back on the blank.
You deserve to be angry, and I have no words to say it back.
I thought further words could be thrown, but Maple stopped by pointing his gaze at the person behind me.
"That, Mother! How did you end up in Japan?
Maple said unexpectedly.
Anyway, I was back without telling Maple anything...
Nor can my sister hide her surprise at what she would normally never do.
"I'm coming home from Okinawa right now, and I thought it would be a long time before my family got away."
That's what my mother answered to the maple question.
Passing next to me, Maple runs over to her mother and undertakes the luggage she had instead.
Seeing the two of us go side by side in the living room, spinning tired thoughts.
Well, I guess it's also something important.
Ten, eighty-nine, for sure.
If I recall, my mother was also calling me the day before my school trip.
It would be a coincidence that I came home at the same time my mother came home today, but my parents' homecoming is inevitable in the first place.
It wouldn't come from a slight mood change, a targeted light thought that made the kids want to see their faces.
That's all I knew for sure.
After placing their luggage in their room, they looked happy to welcome them as they stepped into the living room.
"Listen, Mother, if you're my brother, I'll take the liberty of extending my school trip dates and coming home."
"Oh, you're such a terrible brother to leave such a pretty sister alone"
Mother jokingly utters words as she strokes the maple head with a gentle look on her face.
No, not at all. You're right, yes.
I feel sorry for you, sitting on the other side of the chair where you two sat down, too.
The two converse without ever getting tired of stories accumulated during their parents' absence.
I'll keep an eye out for that at home for a long time.
Home is still great.
There's nothing more noisy than it needs to be, and it's not like there's anyone's sight.
Until I recognised that it was no exaggeration to say that working from home would be best for me in the future.
For one thing, the quiet time I visited the living room when I finished talking about what Maple would have liked to talk about.
As if I had anticipated the timing, my mother would throw the same question at my sister as she told me.
"Maple, is school fun?
"Is it school? It's fun, I've been getting close to the students' union lately."
Even at the Joint Cultural Festival, Maple was helping the student council on the side of the Orange Meadow College.
He explained that the relationship had arisen from it and that it was now a pattern of intimacy.
Mother nods as she smiles at the words of the maple.
Maple also began to rap about fun happenings at school to the condition of its kind mother.
If it's me and Maple, there's not much to talk about.
Maple must be fun too, the expression is so bright I think my mother is still something that brings out the fun emotions of children.
And when the three of us I talked to were laughing, I heard a little noise in the front door.
That's the sound of my father unlocking his luggage down there.
"Ah, it's your father"
Maple is the first to notice, take a seat.
And once, when he runs small and leaves the living room, Maple leaves the room alone to welcome him.
As I followed that figure with my eyes, my mother's face was only pictured at the edge of my sight for a moment.
The look seemed sad, sorry, and worried about developments ahead.
Oh...... looks like I didn't come home with a good story after all.
Still, did you act like the kids wouldn't find out until my dad got back?
So I decided to wait for my dad to step into the living room without telling him anything.
Even if there was something ahead that neither me nor Maple expected.