That stupid runt who reunited with me after 10 years is now transformed into a beautiful and innocent high school girl - Chapter 39: The summer festival with those stupid runts.
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Chapter 39: The summer festival with those stupid runts.
1
“Yes, thank you~.”
Along with the change, I hand over the strawberry ice with condensed milk.
“Onii-san, thank you.”
That little girl, who looks like she’s still in kindergarten, shows a clear and bright smile. A smile rid of any mischief. ‘Even Mio had a smile like that long ago’ I started feeling nostalgic about that.
A fragrant smell wafted from here and there, and I could hear the innocent laughter of a child and as well as the crude laughter of a drunkard.
It was our neighborhood association summer festival held in the large neighborhood park.
Small stalls are lined up under the white tent like that we see at a sports day. Some of the outside vendors had also opened stalls, and it looked quite lively despite the scale of the town. Our <Moon Night Terrace> is also open, and sales going till now were actually not bad.
“Hey~, Yuu-nii”
“Isami–nii!”
“Yuu… –Nii”
Yare~ yare~, they’re at last here.
“Ou~!, we’re here~”
It’s rare… No I guess, since it’s the summer festival going on. It’s not unusual per se that the three of them were wearing yukata-dresses.
“Ara~, how cute~”
My mom’s eyes sparkled seeing them.
Mio had this a black yukata with a fireworks pattern, perfect for a summer festival.
Mahiru though was wearing this simple white yukata with no pattern, but the tanned skin peeking out from the sleeves looked really charming.
When someone looks closely, they can actually see that the obi-belt was embroidered with golden butterflies with that.
Asaka wears a light blue yukata with morning glory patterns on it, which gives a really calm and cool feeling.
“You guys, look very cool huh.”
“And Yuu-nii is wearing the same clothes as usual. Without any butterflies in it anywhere.”
Mahiru said so proudly.
“you, Do you even understand what ‘butterflies’ mean in this context?”
“But these don’t feel as cool,” Mio said.
“Is it so?”
“I mean, the inside feels kind of unsettling, you see.”
Asaka agrees with her.
“Heh. Well, since I’ve never worn a yukata before. Also, you guys, come and drink something before venturing here and there. Contribute to my sales here.”
The three brats ordered cafe au lait and shaved ice, and moved to the attached dining space.
“Isamu, you should also take a break and go around the festival with them.”
“Ou…”
When I went to the place the three of them were, Asahi called out saying, “Yuu-nii,” while holding hands together.
Going and holding her delicate hands. I realized that it was a little cold. I guess it was because of eating shaved ice until a while ago.
“O~h, Yuu-nii came at last.”
“Ah Mahiru, don’t sit cross legged when you’re in a yukata. Aren’t you open down there?”
“But it’s so hard to move.”
[TL notes: don’t tell me that Mahiru’s answer doesn’t make sense to Yuu-nii’s question. I checked it several times. Also, when does a child’s answer make sense in the first place? It’s just excuses without reference if they don’t have anything to give an excuse with.
However, here Mahiru was probably trying to say that it’s so difficult to walk in a yukata, unable to walk with large footsteps, so she was spreading her legs in a cross-legged position and relaxing. Although my conjecture.]
“How long until the fireworks?”
Mio asks.
The highlight of this festival is the festival fireworks that start at 7:00 pm. Rumor has it that most of the neighborhood association’s budget has been used for the final fireworks display.
“Well, it’s 1:00 PM, so there’s still a lot of time yet.”
“Ehhhh~”
“For the time being, let’s go around and have fun going around various places.”
“Ou”
“Ou”
“Ou”
2
I mainly go around the stalls while buying food.
Since it was sponsored and run by our neighborhood association, most of the stalls were actually our acquaintances.
The good thing about our neighborhood association designed festivals was that there were no vulgar tricksters present, such as those shooting targets that never fall down, or those lottery draws that never have a result. That’s why the number of stalls were less, but that can’t be helped.
When I was a child, I remember how much I was squeezed out off my pockets because of having a gambling spirit in my heart.
*
“A~h, chocolate banana.”
Miya starts running.
It’s no exaggeration to say that when you think of festivals, you think of chocolate bananas. Bananas covered in colorful chocolate are lined up on the table.
Even so, 250 yen per banana is surely good and expensive.
When I was a kid, it was also 200 yen a piece as well.
“Mio, Asaka, I came up with a good idea. If we eat bananas after licking the chocolate around it, then we can enjoy the banana twice as much than usual.”
Saying that, Mahiru began to crawl her small tongue around the banana, licking it carefully.
“Stop eating it that way, damn it!”
*
“Let’s play that catch a yo-yo balloon.”
Mahiru rolls up her sleeves and says.
“Ah~ another nostalgic game.”
“Ah, it broke again”
The failure continues for Mio and Miharu.
“Isami-nii, you do it!”
“I guess it can’t be helped huh, let me show you the power of an adult.”
“Lend it to me”
In games like this, the most important thing to take care of is not to get the paper string wet.
“–Arreeee?”
“Incompetent—!”
“Wimp-nii!”
This can’t be. Did this old man, did he put a cut in the paper string… No, it looks normal.
“Yuu–ni, please leave it to me.”
“Do you also want to try Asaka? Listen, this part is made up of paper, so be careful not to get that wet okay.”
“Yes”
“…”
As if over-turning the takoyaki as it gets roasted in one end, she was lifting up the yo-yo balloons one after the other.
[TL notes: here the onomatopoeia of pon-pon is used for the speed of doing that in case of Asaka.]
“Asaka, are you going to destroy the business of this store?”
*
A haunted house has been set up by an outside contractor near the entrance.
As expected of a professional contractor, they’ve made that quite elaborate.
“…So, what will it be?”
When I turned around to face the three of them, they all averted their eyes immediately. After all, previously, when we watched a horror movie together last time, it ended up in utter failure for their part.
I’m going to get my revenge on you with this now, just wait.
“Okay, let’s go in.”
“UWaaAA, stahhhp doooon’t”
“Castrate yourself, Hentai”
“Kya~ahh”
“Hey idiots, don’t let out screams with misleading words. Or what? Are you guys scared? Hahahaha.”
“I—I’M NOT SCARED AT ALL,” said Mio.
“Then, it’s fine, RIGHT~.”
We line up and wait for our turn.
It was finally our turn to get it.
“One adult and three children.”
After paying, I entered first.
“Now!” I heard Mio shout.
“Ah?”
When I knew it, those runts had slipped out of the line.
“Ah, you kids.”
“We’ll be waiting for you at the goal”
“Hey–wa–“
“Onii-san, since it’s crowded, come in already.”
The lady at the reception pushed me on my back.
“No, wait—”
“I will guide you to the way of one person’s entry.”
“Hi—yaaaaaaaaa”
*
“Ah, Mama”
Mahiru rushed to a certain stall.
The person cooking yakisoba, is a beautiful woman with a short cut, looking a lot similar to Mahiru.
I think that beauty was in her thirties or so right now?
I see, so this is Mahiru’s mother. I don’t dare and say anything, but she’s damn big.
“Mahiru, ara, even Mio-chan, and Asaka-chan too.”
“a~h, hello.”
I lower my head.
“Oh, so you’re the rumored Yuu-nii huh. Mahiru is always indebted to you. I’m Tatsuishi Asuka.”
Even though I will never say what it is, but that thing swayed with a *kayun sound in my brains.
“Nope, it’s nothing much of a deal at all.”
“Mahiru is always Yuu–nii did~, Yuu–nii also did~. really troublesome and noisy at home.”
“Mama, you’re being noisy”
Mahiru scowled at Asuka.
“Take some yakisoba as a thanks for looking after the daughter of mine. No need to pay for it.”
“I’m sorry, thank you very much.”
With yakisoba in hand, I move into the dining space.
“Mahiru, so you call your mother as Mama huh *smirk?”
“STOOOPPPP”
3
As the night approaches, the number of people increases.
“Hey, it’s about to start already.”
I called out to the brats who were playing mobile games, being bored out after some time.
Before long, as I heard the sound of the wind blowing, consquently, with a sound of *DON, a vision of flowers bloomed in the night sky with a bang.
“UWowwww”
“Amazing.”
“So beautiful”
Fireworks were being launched one after another, filling up the night sky. As every year, I was impressed even now.
With a thud, I found my hand being pulled.
“Nnn?”
When I turned to where it was from, Mio, getting her face close to my ears, said,
“Let’s see this again, together, next year.”
“Isn’t that a matter of fact.”
Flowers bloomed in full in the night sky of the summer.
And so, the burst of light melts into the darkness.