Volu 5, Chapter 4: I beca a kindergartener, Part 2
“……Yuzu-chan, what’s this?”
“……Zo-san”
For the [Tsubaki group] in my kindergarten, it was ti to play with clay.
Although we all started to clumsily play with the clay when the teacher whose na I still cannot rember said [Let’s make our favorite animal today], I was thinking of a strange looking thing which felt a little off, and, as a result, I ended up trying really hard.
“……… What’s this?”
In front of were several avant-garde-ish objects which each asserted a strange uniqueness.
Handso-kun said as much without aning harm. ……urgk, even if I say his na in my thoughts it makes receive damage.
Since he’s such a carefree child, I was working on this with light thoughts, however; as a result, the child sitting opposite began to cry before I’d even spent five minutes making my things.
……… is it that bad?
I certainly didn’t feel like I had dexterous fingers, but to think that I was that bad with handicrafts…
“Haah… oh my… Wha-what did you make?”
“This? It’s a Japanese shorthorn.”
“……………unn??”
Indeed…… it’s the cow that produces my favorite at. As expected of the scion of a famous at processing company.
…… the darkness of the food industry runs deep.
It’s recess, now.
All boys ran into the garden. Half the girls also went outside, while the other half went to the corner to play where the building blocks and picture books were.
As Handso-kun took out a frankfurter from his cooler box, I grasped his hands to stop him.
“Yuzu-chan……?”
“Han, Hyamu-kun, do you want to go outside to play?”
I bit myself on his na. But I kept at it.
“Well~ umm, what about my food…”
“Let’s go now…okay?”
“……Yes, I’ll play with Yuzu-chan.”
I tightly grasped his hands to stop him from grabbing more at, and he took them with a smile.
Please go on a diet. I’ll have him lose weight to make sure that he can make friends properly and not be teased.
What to do with my friend? Well~…… what other girls in kindergarten play?
In the end, I spent the recess taking a walk while holding his hand. Handso-kun didn’t have much physical strength, but I don’t have any strength either now.
Why were the teachers looking at us strangely with such warm eyes…
The next period is English. Engurishu… as expected of the kindergarten affiliated to Takamine School; a gifted education even from early childhood.
However, it’s still the English education of kindergarten, after all. Anyway, were they going to line up the blocks on which ABC is written? Or so I thought. An English picture book was placed in front of .
…… eh? Can you all read this? I looked around, and understood two things.
An ordinary child from a normal family was playing with the child next to him without opening the book at all. Even if the teachers saw it, they didn’t scold them. They’re being completely ignored.
Aah…… I understand now, we’re being sorted. If we were left as we were now, then our education will likely change as we get separated into classes when we advanced to elentary school.
So of the children were actually opening the English book and reading normally.
“Yuzu-chan, this is interesting.”
“……yes”
What should I do? Did I read these books normally before I lost my mory, or did I give up and just play instead?
Since it couldn’t be helped even if I worried about it, I tried opening the recomnded picture book Handso-kun handed to .
Yeah, it’s written horizontally…… But, what?
“Is sothing wrong?”
“No…”
I can read it…… I don’t know how, but I can read it.
I understand English if it was individual words, but I don’t know them when they’re strung into sentences.
However, when I stared at them, I could “see” the anings of the words and the flow of the sentence that would be expressed in a form that I understood.
To put that into words, English ca easily from my mouth.
“You, you’re good at English, huh.”
It wasn’t Handso-kun who was saying that.
Turning to look at the voice that ca from behind , there was a pretty boy with light brown hair there smiling with his blue-black eyes.
“Oh, it’s Kouki-kun”
“Yaa, Handso.”
“……*twitch*”
My cheeks were tightening at hearing soone else call Handso by his na so casually. …… it’s pretty hard to get used to. Maybe my is soul rejecting it.
Anyway, he’s another friend of Handso-kun and he’s quite the good-looking boy.
Several girls that were holding picture books ca along behind Kouki-kun…… you’re being shadowed. Heh, he’s not very manly, but it seems like he’s a [Prince-sama]-like existence.
“You must be Togaki-san’s daughter…… are you not?”
“eh…… yes.”
It seems that he knew things about too. It seems like they aren’t exactly friends, but maybe they knew each other through their fathers’ work?
“……Fuuuh~”
Kouki-kun looked at my face with a strange expression… he moved closer and closer. Hey, pretty boy…… the girls behind you are getting noisy.
“Your impression has changed quite a bit…… I rember being ahead in English in the past……”
Kouki-kun ca over while looking at the children playing in English,
It seems that I was previously part of that group. I assu that it’s a good thing that he said that [My impression has changed]? Is it about my appearance?
I was aware that it wasn’t normal, but it’s not like so strange ‘power’, is it?
” “………” ”
I smiled unintentionally at them. …… Is this a five-year-old? Amazing. I can’t tell anything about people.
“……Kouki-kun, Yuzu-chan”
Handso-kun’s voice got louder as he held my hand tightly. It didn’t surprise , but rather Kouki-kun.
“…… Handso, your voice is really loud. Yeah, that’s better ”
Kouki-kun smiled as he looked between Handso and I.
“Well, Yuzu-chan? Handso seems to be on very good terms with you.”
“Ah,…… yes, Han… tch…… Sam-kun is a friend……”
I bit myself again. I can’t say his na with a straight face, because it feels really…… ‘strange’.
“Ah… So you call him Sam. That’s pretty good. Can I call you that too?”
“Aah, yes, it’s alright.”
Sam!? What an Arican nickna!?
I don’t know whether it’s because Handso isn’t particularly attached to his na or that he gave up, but he is purely Japanese, so calling him Sam is pretty tough.
“No, that isn’t it.”
” “……?” ”
Due to my unintentional interruption, the two of them who were smiling at each other turned to look at strangely.
I stopped in spite of myself, but what should I do now!? Is Sam preferable to Handso? No, well……… think, .
“I…… find “Ouji” easier to call you by…… I think.”
On the spur of the mont, that nickna leaked out of my mouth.
It’d be painful if he didn’t have a prince-like face, but fortunately for him he had a very cute one. Ah, my ntal endurance.
“Is that so…… I thought it was easier to call him Sam.”
Kouki-kun made a disappointed face.
I guess for Kouki-kun, who’s half-foreign and would associate plenty with foreigners, it’s alright, but for a purely Japanese person it’s hard.
“I don’t mind either way…… but it’s better if Yuzu-chan decides.”
In the end, the person himself decided it with a single line.
…… he was okay with this. It’s good that the person himself was okay with it.
Later, though, when I thought about it, I used to call Kouki-kun [Prince-sama] for his princely looks, my stomach beca sowhat sore.
In this fashion, I transferred myself away from the “commoner’s group” that I used to belong to, to the group where Kouki-kun and the rest belonged to with Ouji-kun, as a set.
My peaceful life seems to be fading……
I wonder if I would cause my father problems if my strange ‘power’ got exposed to this group.
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The at processing company [Niku’s Ham] had its own dedicated ranches and factories nationwide, and employed about 8000 employees and had sales exceeding 200 billion yen a year.
At Niku’s Ham, they didn’t process everything in-house, but they had ties with small and dium enterprises and factories to develop new products and expand their sales channels from their earlier days.
Although they were affiliated with hundreds of companies, the companies that they kept close were just a handful that had had relationships since the previous generation.
So, because that sort of company tended to get involved in new products that were especially important, even if it was a small company, it was necessary for them to have a proper relationship.
The first-born son of the Niku family was Handso. His na was given to him by his parents who were overly tense about their first child since they were old.
The entire family had ‘full’ figures, and in a sense it was the occupational hazard of eating too much at, but since they were older, nobody could stop them. In a way, it could be called the darkness of the at industry.
However, the person himself didn’t mind the na at all due to his own personality.
My mother’s friend had a child called ” Excalibur”-kun, so perhaps maybe he was biased.
By the way, his sister was originally called Venus, but when she was being delivered and they told the governnt office staff, they had to be persuaded that they were still sane. In the end, she was delivered as “Minako” and like that, further problems were averted.
Handso got his gentle and docile character from his equally gentle and docile surroundings.
Because of his physique, he was made fun of by children of the sa age, and although they thought that he was gentle due to his size, the root cause was his stress.
The Niku family mbers do not have a very long lifespan.
It was really just the simple fact that they were overweight due to overeating at, but Handso thought that it was the “curse” from the animals that beca the at and imagined it as such, causing him to stress and making him overeat more.
And thus, Beautiful Prince had few friends. Because he got stressed over being teased, in the end he ended up only associating with those who were connected to his family, like Kouki’s Kuon family.
Among them there was Yuzu, the daughter of director Togaki, who had partnered with them long ago. Yuzu had an easygoing character, and when he was by her side, Handso felt his heart calm down.
However, she gradually drifted away from Prince.
Yuzu, who had been living the life and having the education of an ordinary household despite being in an upper-class family, couldn’t keep up with the education of the Takamine school and began to play with only the children of ordinary families.
One day, he’d heard from his father that Yuzu had had a high fever and that her mories were muddled.
Handso’s father and Yuzu’s father were schoolboy friends, and when Handso was born, it was as if it was Yuzu’s father’s joy too.
Her mory is ssed up…… He didn’t know how bad it was, or if she would keep a greater distance from him.
A few days later, when Yuzu returned to the kindergarten, she was definitely the Yuzu he knew, but her atmosphere had changed sowhat.
When Beautiful Prince saw Yuzu, he felt his heart beating as if he had been enchanted by a fairy-tale wizard.
As he looked around, most of the children were blushing and couldn’t make themselves get close to her, so Handso greeted Yuzu.
Yuzu seed to have changed a little, but it was the Yuzu that Beautiful Prince knew, and she had a soothing and carefree atmosphere about her.
The Yuzu who had previously distanced herself from him took his hands now, and taught him the splendor of the outside world that he had never noticed before.
As it was…… if she was beside him, then he wouldn’t be scared of anything anymore.
“I wish that tomorrow morning would co quickly. I want Yuzu-chan to play with again.”
Seeing that their son’s appearance had improved and beco better recently, his sizable parents were pleased, and the two of them faced each other, nodding slowly as they smiled.
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