When I Picked Up A Stunningly Gorgeous Downer-Type Beauty In Front Of The Entrance. - Chapter 55: Please, just talk it out between mother and daughter.

Please, just talk it out between mother and daughter.

I glanced at the expression of Sajou-san’s mother who had stolen a glance, it was too poignant, and I couldn’t bear to meet her moist eyes, so I lowered my head.

Money equals affection.

It’s the only connection that binds a mother and daughter.

Some people might loudly proclaim that such a thing isn’t affection, but I don’t think so.

In fact, even though I live alone now, the only relationship I have with my parents is the monthly living expenses they transfer to me.

Even so, that money is something my parents worked hard for my sake, and it’s something they wouldn’t be able to give away for free unless they cherished it dearly.

So, I don’t intend to deny the clumsy, unattractive, and distorted nature of a mother. …I don’t intend to, but.

It’s a different issue whether it’s okay for me to accept it, even if it’s Sajou-san’s mother herself.

“Wait a moment…”

I leaned on the desk with both elbows. Supporting my forehead with both hands, I breathed out a long sigh with force in my abdomen.

My head felt heavy. It was hot.

What’s the right answer?

Accept it. Don’t accept it.

The scales were swaying in my head. However, they didn’t tilt to either side and continued to sway unstably.

It’s not that I’m stingy with money.

…No, if you ask me if I want it or not, I really want it, but it’s not about that.

Considering the consequences of accepting it for this mother and daughter.

Thinking about it, I became indecisive about the answer.

If I only consider Sajou-san, the correct answer would be not to accept it.

After all, since she naturally wants to keep her distance from her mother, it’s only natural, and besides, it’s not something I should accept without even confirming it with her.

However, I also wonder if it’s okay for me to make the decision to sever the last connection between the daughter and mother who are worried about their relationship.

I didn’t want to be a stranger who cuts off the last thread of a mother-daughter relationship, even if I support Sajou-san.

No matter how much I support Sajou-san’s shoulders, I couldn’t pretend to be so heartless.

To hate someone, to hurt someone.

It takes a lot of energy, and you need to overcome your hesitation and make a decision.

What I lack is always courage.

Or rather.

Even if my will is weak and disappointing.

It’s also a story about not leaving the final judgment to others.

Even if the parties involved didn’t have such intentions.

It’s heavy. Please judge it properly yourselves.

Don’t involve me in the exchange.

Moreover, it’s bad to ask for my judgment for every single conversation.

Why is it like this…? Ah, damn it.

While cursing inwardly, I continued to wrestle with my thoughts. Anyway, since I can’t abandon them, I have to think of a better direction.

I’ll keep worrying and thinking it through…

How much time has passed?

It felt like I’d been thinking for hours.

But, since there was no change in the slant of the sunlight streaming in through the window, it probably hadn’t been that long.

I lifted my head.

Feeling sorry for Sajou-san, who was anxiously pursing her lips, I voiced the conclusion I had thought through.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t accept it.”

Rejection. That was the conclusion.

If it were the person herself accepting it, it might be a different story.

But I couldn’t accept it behind Sajou-san-san’s back.

“I see…”

Sajou-san let out a deflated voice.

Hunched over, an air of melancholy hanging around her like an abandoned puppy, it pained my chest.

Sajou-san didn’t speak any further.

The heavy atmosphere lingered between us, refusing to dissipate.

Sighing deeply, feeling really fed up, I took one more step, this time forcibly.

“Please have this conversation with the person in question.”

Sajou-san raised her head. Her face was pale with shock.

Her lifeless black eyes held a glimmer of light, wide open with astonishment.

Repeating a proposal that was once rejected.

But this time, there’s no escape, no denial allowed.

Since they’ve dragged me into this mess, the least they can do is struggle with it themselves.

So this time, I’ll be the one forcing the decision.

Talk it out among yourselves.

“I’ll arrange a meeting, so please talk directly with Sasajo-san… your daughter… Wha-!?”

I spit out the words.

No time to worry about the surprised look on Sasajo-san’s mother’s face from my sudden reaction, I quickly ducked my head down. Or rather, I hid it.

No, no, no, no!?

You’ve got to be kidding me! How is this even possible!?

Sweat bursts from every pore in my body. I’m terrified to even breathe, so I cover my mouth with both hands.

But still, maybe it’s… a mistake?

Hoping for that, I slowly raise my face, inch by inch, and peek past the flustered Sasajo-san’s mother… only to fall into despair.

“…Thank you for the interview today.”

With a deadpan expression that made it impossible to tell if he really meant it, Sajou-san thanked the clerk.

As for me, hiding my head under the table with the force of a headbang, I screamed internally, nearly letting my thoughts slip out.

Whaaaaaaat!?

The part-time job interview was at this café――!?