Buying a Weeping Girl Under the Wintry Sky, and Making Her Too Happy. - Chapter 27: Insensitivity.

Insensitivity.

Today was a half day, so after school I headed directly to the convenience store where I worked. Miyu also had a part-time job at a bookstore today, but she said she would go home and have lunch before going to work. She had a very well-planned part-time job. I, on the other hand, had bought a couple of loaves of bread before starting work, had them, and started working right away.

My shift today was from 1pm to 7pm. Miyu apparently works from 2:00 p.m. to 7:30 p.m., so inevitably I’m home earlier than her, so I went home from my part-time job, wondering what I should have for dinner tonight. About 30 minutes after I got home, Miyu came home too.

“I’m home.”

“Welcome back. I made oyakodon for dinner tonight.”

“Yeah, it smells delicious.”

“I’ll have it ready in a minute. Just wait a minute.”

“Okay.”‘

Then I put the oyakodon ingredients (the oyakodon part) on top of the white rice and brought it to the table. Miyu had already prepared chopsticks on the table, so we sat down and started eating the oyakodon.

“ “Thank you for the food.” “

Yeah. The seasoning of today’s oyakodon was the best I’ve ever had. The eggs were soft and not too hard. Miyu seemed to be satisfied with her meal too, so today’s oyakodon was a perfect 100 without any complaints, but I didn’t care about that. I’ve been waiting for the right moment to talk to Miyu like this.

“Hey, Miyu.”

“Hmm? What?”

“What did the girls ask you about this morning?”

“…What happened suddenly?”

In fact, it had been bothering me all day. After the morning homeroom, Miyu’s cheeks were blushing in embarrassment, the girls were screaming, and she was involved in all of it, so how could I not be curious? I said earlier that I worked on my part-time job while thinking about dinner, but it’s not an exaggeration to say that 90% of my thoughts were thinking about this topic, and it was bothering me.

“I can’t help but be curious after all that fuss, you know?”

“….I didn’t tell anyone.”

“I’m guessing you didn’t tell them we were living together, did you…?”

“It’s okay. I didn’t tell them that.”

If she hadn’t told them that, what was there to hide from me about me? Did they ever talk about anything that had anything to do with me in the first place? Well… but …It’s just the wrong timing in the morning and I don’t think there’s any doubt that it’s about me …I don’t know man…

“Just out of curiosity, and to be sure, were you talking about anything related to me? Is it possible that it has nothing to do with me at all?”

“It’s okay, it’s about Kazuya-kun afterall.”

It was good for the time being ….If this had nothing to do with me at all, I would have just been an embarrassed, self-conscious bastard. …If so, what is it about me that she can’t tell me? I’m even more curious now…

“I’m too scared to tell anybody anything about me that they can’t guess about me…”

“Kazuya-kun, you seem to be more aggressive than usual today….”

I guess it can’t be helped. I’m a bit of a goofball who basically doesn’t talk to anyone other than Shinya in class, but I’m definitely interested in what people think of me and what they say about me. If it has nothing to do with me, I’m not interested in it at all….

“Just give me a hint.”

“Hint you say? ….It’s not a riddle or anything. But well, Kazuya-kun is insensitive, and there’s no way you can figure it out with one or two hints, so it’s no problem.”

“I don’t like hearing that. I think you casually called me insensitive the other day, but I’m probably the perceptive one, aren’t I?”

“Kazuya-kun ….I’m very sad about that.”

“Why?! In fact, I should be sad for calling me insensitive.”

Isn’t that too unreasonable? Why am I getting angry? I don’t think the word “insensitive” is a sarcastic word, but strangely enough it sounds like a sarcastic word because Miyu always calls me insensitive when she’s annoyed or calls me an idiot. So, I need to let her know that I’m not insensitive here.

“Well, here’s a hint. I answered ‘I Feel Calm.’ to the question they asked.”

“Feel Calm?“

What kind of question does it take to get to an answer like “Feel Calm”? And it’s about me, ….Is it that my house makes you feel at home? No, I don’t think it’s about the house, because she didn’t really tell them that we live together. If the answer to their question about me is that you feel at home, then ….Maybe being with me is calming? I think Miyu said something like that to me before, and if she was honest about it, it makes sense that she was embarrassed and blushed. ….If this is not the case, then I’m just an egotistical bastard…

In the first place, what kind of question would make her say that she feels calm with me? If she said she was living with me, they could have asked what it was like to live with me. But since she didn’t say that, I guess not.

….It’s impossible, but what does she like about me? Is this answer even possible for this type of question?? Yeah, I know this is egotistical, but it’s also true that I can’t think of anything else to say….

“But I can’t tell anything about that …By any chance, does she like me? Or….”

“You’re saying it out loud.”

“I know rig—…. Wait, seriously? ….Did my voice leak??”

“Yeah.”

“….I’m extremely sorry. I understand that I was completely egotistical and out of line, so please pretend you didn’t hear anything here and I didn’t say anything….”

“…I understand.”

“…Thank you.”

On the surface, I tried to appear as calm as possible, but inside I was writhing in unbelievable shame. No, it’s not possible. The person involved was sitting in front of me and I said Does she like me? That’s too much of an ego boost. How narcissistic can I be? I’m really screwed. …I can’t even taste the oyakodon rice bowl that was so good earlier…

“…I don’t know why I said I understand. So I can’t say that Kazuya-kun is a slacker. …You’re usually insensitive, but why only now …You can’t take me by surprise like that…”

Miyu was also whispering to herself. ….I can’t hear what Miyu was saying because it’s too muffled, but I’m about to burst into tears at the thought of her trying not to hear me. …Well, even if Miyu doesn’t say anything, I’m going to burst into tears because of shame and all the other reasons.

After that, we both felt awkward, so we didn’t say anything and went to bed an hour earlier than usual.

“Huh. ….I wish this whole day was a dream….” I went to bed early to escape reality.