The Most Beautiful Girl in School Has Become a Mother

The next day, Sunday—just as promised, “Mom” came over.

“U-um, hello.”

When the intercom rang, I went out to the entrance and saw a nervous-looking Miori in front of the gate.

I wonder if she remembers our conversation on the way back. She seemed somewhat embarrassed to meet my gaze.

By the way, yesterday, after dropping off Miori, when I got home, Shuri asked me, “Big brother, why are you smiling so much?” When I tried to brush it off casually, she hit me with an even sharper question, “Is it puberty?”

So, I want to ask, where did you learn such words? Could it be that that nursery teacher, Kijima Natsumi, is teaching you some strange words? I can’t think of any other explanation.

“Hello… or rather, isn’t it still morning?”

I glanced at my wristwatch.

The hour hand on the clock is still between ten and eleven. I arrived earlier than I expected, so I was a bit surprised.

“Oh, maybe… could it be that I came too early?”

Miori timidly asked with a worried expression. It seemed she thought she might be causing trouble for us.

Of course, since I received notice yesterday that she would come in the morning, it’s not a bother. However, considering it’s a precious Sunday, I think she could have just slept in. If I were in her position, I would come after noon.

“No, not at all. There’s a show that Shuri watches in the morning, so I woke up at that time.”

“I see. So, how was Shuri-chan after that yesterday?”

“She ate dinner, took a bath, and went straight to bed. Thanks to that, she was energetic from early in the morning.”

When I shrugged my shoulders and said it was tough on my old body, I was lightly teased with, “You’re still young, aren’t you?”

Yesterday, Shuri seemed to be tired from playing with Miori, so she went to bed early. Going to bed early means she would also wake up earlier than usual in the morning.

Additionally, knowing that “Mom” was coming, she was in high spirits from the morning. For someone like me, who is both mentally and physically exhausted, it was a bit tough.

Thanks to that, by morning I was already completely exhausted. I found myself wanting to indulge in some lazy sleep.

“Hey, did you bring something?”

I didn’t realize until I opened the gate, but she was holding a paper bag.

“Ah, yeah. I was wondering if there was something we could play with, so yesterday I asked my grandma to bring out various things I used to play with when I was little.”

“Wow, what kind of things are there?”

I wonder what the most beautiful girl in school, Imiya Miori, used to play with when she was little. That piqued my curiosity.

“Um… what I bought today are Aqua Beads and a picture book, I guess.”

“Aqua beads? That never even crossed my mind.”

If we talk about a girl’s way of thinking, it is indeed a girl’s way of thinking. Boys might gravitate towards things like Lego or Tomica, but do girls go in that direction?

This was something I couldn’t have come up with on my own. I can only be grateful for her existence.

“Aqua beads are quite popular among girls, right? You can get really into it by yourself, and I used to do it alone all the time when I was little. Since Shuri-chan seems to like drawing, I thought she might also like Aqua beads.”

“Yeah, that’s a big help… I’m really not good at that kind of thing.”

I know my little sister would probably enjoy activities that require dexterity, but as her older brother, I’m clumsy with my hands, so I’ve been avoiding them altogether.

“Ah… with that painting, hmm?”

“I don’t think being bad at drawing and being clumsy are related.”

I just want to argue about that part. No, I know that my poor drawing skills and clumsiness make it no argument at all.

“There was also a play kitchen set… Do you want it? If you do, I’ll bring it next time.”

It seems she also thought about bringing the play kitchen set, but it was larger than she expected, so she decided against it this time.

Even just a few picture books and an Aqua Beads set are quite a lot, so it seems she decided it would be difficult to add more.

“Oh, wait a minute? We actually have a play kitchen set at home too. It was recommended by Kijima-sensei.”

After giving it to her, they played with that playset for a while, which I remember was a relief. Recently, it seems they have gotten bored of playing pretend by themselves, as they haven’t been using it much.

When Miori heard that story, for some reason, she stared at me with a complicated expression.

“Huh, what?”

“No, nothing. I just thought it was strange how often that Kijima-sensei person comes up.”

“…? Well, since I’m Shuri’s homeroom teacher, it’s easy to consult with her. I usually buy the toys she recommends.”

The toys for girls we have at home are basically recommended by Kijima Natsumi-sensei. Since I have no idea what to choose on my own, Kijima-sensei picks out toys that Tamaki seems to like while watching her at the daycare, and I just buy whatever she suggests.

Since she chose items at a lower price, it was very helpful for me. It is especially important on weekends to find a way for Shuri to play alone and create time for myself.

However, even after hearing my explanation, Miori didn’t change her expression and even seemed a bit displeased.

“…That teacher is young, right?”

“Eh, how did you know?”

I seem to remember hearing that Kijima-sensei was around twenty-two or twenty-three.

I shouldn’t have said anything that would hint at her age, but how did they figure it out?

“…I don’t know.”

I was just purely curious and asked, but Miori turned her face away with a huff.

She continued to be aloof and walked past me, heading towards the entrance first.

“Ah, hey…”

“I’m coming in.”

Without turning to look at me, she said that and walked into the entrance. Her voice felt somewhat colder than usual.

“Eh… why? Did I say something weird?”