Having Had My Bride Stolen, I Just Want to Live Peacefully - SS ① Morning Resolution Nene's Side (Part 2)

[Publication Release Decision Celebration SS ②] Morning Resolution Nene’s Side

I snap my eyelids open.

It was dimly dark outside the curtains, and there was a sound of rain beating against the window.

“I couldn’t sleep last night…”

I live a regular life every day to wake up a little earlier than the alarm I set, but today it’s earlier than that.

I woke up many times in the middle of the night thinking of a certain person.

At last, my consciousness awakens to the point where I can’t even sleep.

“How are Arata-san doing?”

I muttered rising from a king-sized bed with a canopy.

Unlike me, who is surrounded by warmth prepared by my parents, Arata-san may have lost his energy and become dented on the floor or sofa, not on the bed.

Even though I am an adult, as a high school student, I realize that I am protected by my parents. But who will protect Arata-san, who is an actual adult?

After my sister left the ceremony hall, I thought of him who refused all the help from his friends, company workers, and my parents and was responding alone.

I remembered that my heart ached when I watched him bravely not to let him feel that way, even though he had a sad look on his face.

―I have to go.

When I thought I couldn’t leave him alone, my body began to move.

I get out of bed, sit in front of the dresser and get dressed.

I wrap it up in a while. Pull out the lipstick recommended by Himari and gently pat my lips together.

I put a black choker around my neck that I bought because I was told it looked really good by Miu.

Finally, a heart-piercing present from two people, Himari and Miu, is put in my ears.

It gave me the feeling that this would give me strength.

“Yes, I’ll do my best.”

I nodded a little, then stood up, and headed for the kitchen.

The timer played a regular rhythm, so I stopped it and put out the fire with my hands.

“It’s cooked well. By the time I arrive, the taste will be more tinged and just right.”

I taste the meat and potatoes and feel at ease with the satisfactory results.

I’ve made it so many times that I’ve memorized the recipe, but I’m not allowed to fail today, so I had a strange feeling of tension.

I’ve heard from my sister that meat and potatoes are Arata-san’s favorite food.

Because I made a bento for my sister and Arata-san’s first date.

They said that they only wanted to cook home-cooked food for the people they really liked, and forced me to do it as if it were troublesome.　

After that, I had several opportunities to make bentos, so I understand their preferences.

Then, I pack the finished dishes in a two-tiered bento.

The first tier is to pack side dishes such as salted jake and rolled egg with scallions, which were made while the meat and potatoes were being boiled. The second tier was sprinkled with white rice and sprinkled over it with a sprinkling of red shiso.

“All right, it’s done.”

I clench my fist tightly.

Will he eat it or will he accept it in the first place?

I left home, feeling that uneasiness.

It rained heavily outside.

The servant was worried and offered to drive me there, but I refused because I was not going to school now.

In the first place, I was asked to quit driving around one day when I was a junior high school student.

Still, everyone is worried and talks to me.

I’m grateful that I’m blessed.

Of course, the place where I go with my bento is Arata-san’s house.

I could still stand it from his house to the station, but when I arrived at the nearest station to Arata-san’s house, the wind got stronger, and my umbrella broke because I couldn’t stand it.

When exposed to rain and wind, my clothes contain moisture and quickly change color.

I hurriedly took off my vest and wrapped the bento I was putting inside, as the blue of my school bag turned into a group blue.

No matter what happens to me, I’ll protect the bento.

Because I want him to enjoy this meal.

It’s cold, I’m freezing, and my feet are dirty.

Still, I did not feel like stopping my steps.

I finally got to his apartment.

I enter the entrance and take a deep breath in front of the intercom.

Thinking about what I’m going to do now, I feel like I’ve been grabbed by the bottom of my stomach.

I look back on what I am now with the sound of drops of water dripping from the hem of my skirt.

When I looked at myself moving translucently to the glass door at the entrance, I suddenly realized that my hair I had set in the morning was broken and that my shirt was stuck in the rain.

I usually wear a camisole so that my underwear doesn’t see through, but I forgot about it today.

Maybe that’s all I was thinking about making a bento and going to see him, so I didn’t feel like it.

But at the same time, I’m amazed that I’m going to use this happening for what I’m about to do.

But I know that if I don’t get tough, I’ll be taken away.

Then I pressed the room number with the button, repeated the cancellation several times, and then pressed the call button with all my might.

I was so distracted that I thought I shouldn’t wake him up early in the morning after I pushed.

I want him to come out, but I don’t want him to.

After a moment when I felt like I was going to have conflicting feelings, I heard a small sound.

“Good morning, brother-in-law.”

I don’t wait for Arata-san’s first voice, and I end up saying hello without thinking. No, I need to calm down.

“Good morning Nene-chan, what’s the matter this early in the morning?”

His colorful, elegant bass sounds sweet and soft on my eardrum.

I feel my heart rate go up the moment my name is called.

Since I was younger and set to become his sister-in-law, he called me by my name with chan.

I’m glad that I seem to be loved, but I’d like to be called away on an equal footing someday.

I calm down my excitement and shake off my thoughts. I’m going to be a bad child from now on.

I can’t back down any longer. I know very well that I will take advantage of Arata-san’s kindness.

Still, I want to be by the side of the injured Arata-san, supporting him, and comforting him.

This is my ego.

But I can no longer mislead my feelings.

Don’t I think my voice will shake or my words will be awkward?

I wonder if I can make a face that looks like nothing.

“Mom told me to bring me a bento with brother-in-law, so I bought it before I went to school.”

On this day, I told a life-long lie.

Hey, Arata-san. Would it be okay if I took my sister’s place?

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Notice

Finally, it will be released tomorrow, March 1st (Friday)!

Thanks to everyone who supported us. Thank you.

If you don’t mind, I’d be very happy if you could pick it up.

Also, there is a special SS limited to each store.

Please confirm that the details are summarized on the special page!

All of them are sweet developments between the two of them, Arata and Nene together with the main story.

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