The plain and unnoticed me is no more

About a month after my parents died.

The owner of the restaurant asked me to work overtime for the first time.

I thought I could handle the cost of living for both of them, but the reality wasn't that sweet.

I only get a small salary for chores, and I end up relying on the money my parents left me without paying rent.

"Sin, I really appreciate your help today. This is an apologetic beef stew. Eat with my brother."

"Thank you! My brother will be delighted."

The beef stew in the handheld can is still warm. Besides, he put some bread on me.

Taki, who has been blocked since the beginning of his life alone, also plays a heartbeat that this will delight him.

It's the first time I've had you share the food you serve in a restaurant. I was relieved that I'd let Taki have a decent meal for the first time in a long time.

I could only make enough vegetable soup to fill my stomach, which I honestly couldn't say was delicious, and I felt sorry for the taki. Just take the extra ingredients and go home every day to pay for the meal, simmer, and season with salt and pepper.

By the time I got home every day, I was a bum and I couldn't afford to enjoy cooking at the time.

"I'm sorry I'm late, Taki. You're hungry, right? I got bread and stew, so let's eat while it's warm."

Place your luggage on the table and return to hanging your hat and jacket on the front door wall hook. Always the moment I opened the door, I said, "Welcome back! I can't see Taki welcoming me.

There are lights on in the room, so there is no doubt that you are at home.

I knocked on the bathroom door to see if it was in the bathroom, but there was no reply. When I opened the door, it was dark inside.

Next, peek into the children's room with the door open. There were no lights on and Taki lay down on the bed with her shoes on.

What, did you go to bed tired?

When I went to take off my shoes with that in mind, my face was distorted painfully and my forehead was soaked with dust and sweat.

"Taki, are you okay?

"... welcome back, brother"

"Are you sick?

"... yeah. Since this afternoon, my body's slowly falling apart... I'm sorry, I was going to take in the laundry, but it's not there yet."

"Oh, don't worry about that. Don't you feel sick or have a stomach ache?

Taki answers by shaking his face sideways.

When I touched my neck, I had a slight fever, but I exhaled faintly that it was not a high fever.

"I think I have a cold. Do you think you can eat?

"... I don't need it today. But keep mine."

"Okay. I'll warm you up tomorrow morning, so don't go to bed."

At this time, I thought maybe I got tired because of my unfamiliar life, so I decided to take a rest and see how it goes.

But even the next day, Taki didn't feel better.

I don't have the money to show the doctor.

After that, only a week, two weeks and time pass, and the taxi is not healing and it gets weaker day by day.

The worst thing happened and I was about to be crushed by anxiety. I had a lot of fights outside because I was irritated, and my wording became rough.

And one night, Taki starts having nightmares. Often you wake up in the middle of the night with the sound of a stick.

She seems to have the same dream every night, but she won't tell me the details no matter how many times she asks.

It was painful watching Taki weaken mentally.

"Taki, it's a dream. You can rest assured that I'm on your side."

That's all I could do was sleep with you in Taki's bed.

Lost parents, no relatives. It is a family of two brothers.

No matter how hard it is, I have to raise a taxi on behalf of my parents.

If Taki dies... I'll spend days anxious and unable to sleep.

Adults at work point out that taxis are malnourished. They cut off their savings and give them nourishing food, but they rarely eat taxis without appetite.

Half a year later, Taki, who had been absent from school, gave up his studies and began spending almost every day at home.

I helped with simple chores for about a year even when I was weak, but one day I couldn't even do it, and I thought my heart would freeze when I found a tattoo lying on the floor exhausted.

Since then, the harsh life of taking care of taxis has begun many times back and forth between work and home.

Five years since I started working in a restaurant.

The owner of the restaurant fell to the floor when he came to work in the morning, even though his culinary skills rose because he wanted Taki to eat delicious food.

The owner died and a few days later, his wife told him to fold the shop.

I walk the city looking for a job poster, but I don't have a cook. When I went to the bulletin board to do whatever I had to do, an old gentleman with a white beard, who was a regular member of the restaurant, called out to me.

"Sin-kun, there's just someone looking for a cook. Follow me."

As they followed, a small 10-year-old girl with a big red ribbon on her head called out to various people.

"We're looking for a cook who can help us fight instantly! If someone you know is looking for a way to work, introduce them!

I'm shouted at by an old gentleman with my back pressed against a girl.

"I'm a cook...."

"Huh? Really? How long will you be able to work?

"... even today"

"I did it! Well then, I'd like to see your cooking skills, so please come with me!

I followed the girl who was dealing with her unfaithful self.

And then I realized that I didn't thank you anymore, and looking back, the old gentleman was gone.

He arrived at a restaurant and inn named "Fairy Sumitomo Kintei".

I thought the interior was beautiful and the kitchen was surprisingly spacious and easy to use.

"The ingredients are in the basement pantry, so try making something. The stairs are there."

"Oh, by the way, where are the parents? I have to say hello."

"Parent? The owner here is a young woman named Lana. But I only come on weekends, so I want someone who can handle it on weekdays."

"A woman....."

When I hear that the owner is a woman, I wonder if I can really work here. I'm confident in my arms, but I'm prone to being hated by young women.

Still, I tried to cook a good dish with the intention of trusting the straw. The girl nods loudly after eating my food.

"It's delicious! Well, then, is it okay to hire provisionally from tomorrow?

"Oh, that's fine."

"Then again, I'm Chiyo."

"I'm Sin."

The next day, Chiyo taught me the features of the cafeteria, and I spent the weekend remembering where the tools were, polishing the pot, and teaching me how to cook rice.

I haven't told Taki about the restaurant collapse yet. When we decide to hire a book here, we are going to talk about moving to the store.

To do that, I have to act affectionately so as not to frighten the owner here... but can I live without laughing at a woman in a man's workplace for the past five years? I'm confident in cooking, but that's all I'm worried about.

On weekends, I come to work early in the morning to prepare soup for interviews.

I really wanted to compete with the most confident dishes, but this inn sells foreign dishes that I'm not familiar with. That's why I thought I couldn't cook the food I've cooked.

Rice balls and miso soup can now be learned by Chiyo, but I was excited to see what kind of dish the ingredients I had never seen would be in the pantry.

If you concentrate on the pot, you can hear voices coming from behind.

"Um... who is it?

A pleasant and gentle voice in your ear. However, vigilance has been conveyed somewhere.

I look back slowly so as not to scare the opponent.

Then a beautiful girl with beautiful indigo eyes stood on a stunning platinum blonde. My chest beats the bell early. This is the first time I've been born. I couldn't get my eyes off her like I was stitched up.

Oh? I think I've met him somewhere. Are you from the restaurant? No, I'll never forget this girl. Then what is it? It feels like I miss it.

"Ah! Lana is here, good morning. He's a new cook I'm looking to hire."

While I was in love with her, Chiyo explained everything to the owner.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Lana, the owner and cook at this inn."

"I'm Sin. I worked as a cook in the restaurant until last week. In the meantime, look at your cooking skills and decide if you want to hire someone officially."

Ah... shit! Can't you love me more?

During the interview, I was going to introduce myself as much as I wanted, but I was nervous in many ways and became a nervous person. If you don't make a good impression somehow, you won't be able to make a good report to Takeki.

When the owner told him that the soup had not yet been finished, he took up his job.

Cook rice carefully and cut various vegetables into bites. I'm not ashamed of being a young girl, I look professional.

I definitely wanted to work here, and I wanted to learn cooking from her. I decided to help her with her work as quickly as possible.

The owner made the "pork juice" of the day with my soup and saw how the guests reacted.

As a result, the basic soup has passed.

Afterwards, she introduced herself again and talked about where she lived and her family.

"Owner, I don't know what to say after the hire, but I have a sick brother."

"Well....!

"My parents are already dead, and I have to take care of them. So... I'm thinking of moving, but now that I'm far from home, I need you to let me go home early."

"Sin, for the time being, it's okay because it's only for lunch. Talk to me if you have any trouble. I wish I had an affordable home nearby."

Even though I was younger than myself, I started trusting strange, reassuring people, and inclusive Lana earlier.

Working conditions are better than the previous restaurant if you peek far from home, and there are no troublesome seniors.

It's the best place to work.

"Can I go home today? I'm worried about my brother."

"Yes, let's go home and reassure your brother."

Lana's gentle smile soothes her heart. Have you ever felt so at ease since your parents died?

And for some reason, I felt a sense of preoccupation with her cooking. When I first ate "pork juice", I felt a strange nostalgia like going back to the country.

I was allowed to cook, I decided to hire at the Sumitomo Pavilion, and when I returned home, I met the old gentleman again.

When I told him that I had decided to hire him, he offered me a "commute from here would be difficult, because there is an empty room along the river near the inn, so I will lend it to you."

It seems that the old gentleman knew "Sumitomoto".

I was surprised by what happened suddenly and thought that the move would be ahead of me.

I know you're a solid person, but I'm a little wary of talking too conveniently.

However, as it is, commuting on foot is strict, and there is too much distance to go back to see how Taki is. That's troublesome.

It may be hard for Taki to leave a house full of memories of his parents, but he can't replace his belly. The old gentleman said that he would help me move in the carriage, so he was willing to move quickly.

As the environment changed, Taki saw some signs of recovery.

I have a feeling that a dark and sunken life will change.

That day, I felt like God had rewarded me for five years of hard work.