Translator: Reflet
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Editor: ryunakama
The next day, Taiyou and Kohaku were alone in the living room . They weren’t doing anything in particular; just chatting over tea .
“So, I hear ye managed to land yeself a Sakura . ”
“Mm, yes, that’s what happened . ”
“When will the lass be movin’ in?”
“Oh, apparently she won’t be moving in here . I mean, we’ll be moving elsewhere soon enough anyway, so she’ll be meeting us there . ”
“I see . Then it may well be time to take that plan into motion, ja . ”
“Which plan? You have so many sinister schemes that I can no longer tell . ”
Taiyou asked with a slightly wry smile .
“I be talking ’bout that building construction project, ja . ”
“…Ah, you mean making that new building with each floor being like everyone’s theme park . ”
“Theme park? Ah, ye make such fine comparisons, Dannsama . ”
“It’s because the more I hear about this the more it starts sounding like a theme park . ”
Taiyou shrugged his shoulders . He had just begun to expect that sort of thing more than before .
“So you’re going through with it . ”
“Aye . ”
“Looking forward to it . ”
“Aye, so am I, lad . ”
Kohaku sipped her tea before asking Taiyou a question .
“So until then, ye shall be going out to meet her, ja?”
“You can come with us if you’d like . ”
“Oh, how daring of ye, Dannsama . ”
Kohaku’s mouth twisted into a grin .
“But that does not sound like a bad idea . I shall think it over, ja . ”
“Okay . ”
Suddenly, a phone rang .
But it wasn’t Taiyou’s- it was Kohaku’s . It wasn’t a short sound effect, but an entire melody .
“Someone calling for you?”
“Aye, it would seem so…mm . ”
Kohaku’s face stiffened . She had changed her expression upon seeing whoever it was that had appeared on the LCD screen .
(What’s the matter?) thought Taiyou as he tilted his head .
“Hello . Aye, long time no see . ”
“Hm?”
Taiyou felt an unpleasant feeling as he heard this . He didn’t really get it, but it just felt strange . He opted to continue listening carefully .
“Huh? You’re coming over here? Yes, but…”
Kohaku said, glancing over at Taiyou . It was at that point that he realized: The uncomfortable feeling was because of her tone of voice . She was no longer speaking in the manner that an elderly person might; she now sounded perfectly natural . As she did all of this, there was a hint of reluctance in her voice .
“Is something the matter?”
Taiyou asked, stifling his voice . Kohaku answered him, covering the receiver .
“Umm, an old acquaintance of mine be making their way here on their trip to Tokyo, ja . ”
“Ah, okay . ”
“And so they be wondering if they might see me again, ja . ”
“Okay, then please feel free to call them over here . ”
“Huh?”
“They’re coming this way, right?”
“I-Indeed . ”
“Then wouldn’t it be easier to talk here instead of going off somewhere?”
“Aye, that be so . ”
Kohaku nodded haphazardly, conveying that to the person on the other end . And once again, her sentence was not ended with a “ja” . She spoke naturally . Taiyou had a slight interest in who this person could possibly be .
After hanging up, Kohaku fidgeted . For once, she was acting out of character .
“Kohaku-san, why the fidgeting?”
“Ah, uhh…”
“Could it be that…it’s a guy?”
Taiyou said mischievously .
“Eh? Aye . It be a guy, ja . ”
Kohaku looked at him quizzically .
“Oh really now . ”
Taiyou was becoming more and more interested by the second . And not just because the person was male .
Kohaku had answered his ill-intended question without reading between the lines . That was just how frantic she currently was . So of course he would develop an interest in someone who could push her to that extreme .
Soon after, the doorbell rang . Kohaku went up to the intercom, checking to see who it was before opening the lobby door .
“It seems that they be here, ja . ”
“Yeah . ”
Taiyou nodded .
In order to receive their guest, Kohaku went out to the entryway . Soon after, Kohaku came back into the living room, accompanied by an elderly man with wrinkles all over his face . Taiyou was surprised to see an old man come out . Who is the old man . Meanwhile, Kohaku seemed to be fidgeting . After they greeted each other, the elderly man sat down on the sofa . Then both of them turned and looked at Kohaku . Accepting her situation, Kohaku faltered before she began speaking .
“His name be Kinoshita Shuusaku, a classmate of mine during middle school, ja . ”
“Oh, okay . ”
“Ja?”
Taiyou readily accepted it, while the elderly man named Shuusaku inclined his head in puzzlement . Meanwhile, Kohaku’s face flushed with embarrassment .
“And this is Natsuno Taiyou, who so happens to be…my husband . ”
“Is?”
This time, it was Taiyou’s turn to be surprised . At that point, Kohaku shut her mouth .
“Uhh, so you were a classmate with Kohaku-san, huh?”
“Yes, that I am . And you are…?”
“Well, to give it to you straight…”
Taiyou then stopped talking, focusing his gaze on Kohaku . Now that both of them were looking at her again, Kohaku’s face flushed with embarrassment once again .
“Well, it seems that saying it would inconvenience her . ”
“It would seem so . ”
Shuusaku’s wrinkled face smiled as he nodded .
At that point, Taiyou left his seat . If he stayed here any longer, Kohaku would probably die of embarrassment . He left the two of them there as he headed to the living room, reflecting on her face . This was the first time he had seen her like this, and it was so cute that he could die .
“Thanks, Mr . Classmate . ”
Taiyou secretly expressed his gratitude to old man Shuusaku .
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