Chapter 3: Cleome

End of July, 2nd year of high school.

“I’ll be off~!”

“I’m off.”

“See you later, both of you.”

Ayane and I left home to go to school while being sent off by mother.

“It’s hot, it’s so hot, Onii-chan.”

“Well, it’s summer now, so it’s certainly going to be hot even in the morning.”

“Summer huh? Speaking of summer, it’s almost time for summer vacation!”

“Although, there is a final exam preceding that.”

“Uu~, don’t remind me of unpleasant things. How is it at your end Onii-chan?”

“Me? Recently I’ve been studying after school. Although I’m not confident, but I’m sure I can get a better score than usual.”

“So you are confident, even though you’re not confident? Hmmm.”

We proceeded forward while having such trivial conversation on our way.

“…By the way, Onii-chan. For how long have you been arguing with Papa? It’s not anymore at the level of just unpleasant you know,”

Even after two months of quarrelling with my father about my dreams for the future, we still haven’t reconciled and our family is in a state of cold war.

“Ahaha, I’m sorry. I’ve been trying to talk to him for many times now, but somehow my father hasn’t budged his head even a bit. I want him to allow even if it is a little, so I just can’t give up yet.”

Yes. We talked several times over the course of two months, but neither of us ever yielded to each other’s demands.

The son of a frog is going to be a frog.

If the parent is stubborn, the child is also stubborn.

How troublesome, somehow I became similar to him in an aspect I dislike.

“Just reconcile with each other already! Given the tension between Onii-chan and Papa caused you to wake up earlier than usual, just because you don’t want to see his face (first thing) in the morning, even I have to wake up early in the morning even though it’s really hard for me. If this continues and I get bad grades in the finals, I will blame all of it on Onii-chan and Papa!” 

“Ayane…This and that are… .”

Doesn’t relate to one another now, does it?

I thought about saying that, but Ayane took a completely un-hearing attitude.

I had no memory of defying Ayane when she became something like this.

I couldn’t help but smile wryly at the circumstance I was currently in.

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