Chapter 281: What I would like to say to Sendai-san — 281
Translated by KaiesV
Edited by KaiesV
I didn’t promise to go see a movie.
I didn’t promise to go to a bookstore.
Nor did I promise to et soone I don’t understand who is a student or sothing——
I did not.
Sendai-san, who was holding my arm and would not let go, kept talking next to .
She kept saying things like, “Wait,” “Miyagi,” and so on.
Those often-heard words are thrown at and disappear into the hustle and bustle.
「Miyagi, hey…」
Sendai-san is calling again, but I can’t stop myself.
She has called my na many tis since we left the grocery store.
In a manner of speaking, I have responded. But I can’t determine if that reply is the right one because of all the noise around .
People are in the way.
They keep walking from across to and behind . The non-conversational voices coming from a distance turn into a buzzing noise and enter the back of my head. The top of my head is jittery, pulled up by the sound I hear without knowing what to think.
「Miyagi.」
I hear a spiky voice.
I know why I am not called gently.
Because my feet never stop moving.
Walking doesn’t make feel better, but I can’t help myself.
「Miyagi!」
The sa voice that called her student should just disappear.
I increase the speed of my walk. But Sendai-san speeds up as well, so the hand attached to my arm never leaves my arm. Her voice was blown by the wind and stuck to .
It’s uncomfortable.
Everything is uncomfortable.
I look straight ahead.
I will not look up.
The infuriatingly pleasant sky does not help .
「Miyagi, stop for a second.」
I turn my consciousness more outward, wanting to keep the voices that are trying to get into away from .
The sound of soone’s footsteps.
The sound of a phone ringing.
The music leaking out.
As I beca aware of the noises that flood the city and usually go unheard, the joyful and boring voices that flood the sidewalks, the sounds of cars driving by, and the wind caressing my cheeks, all ca together in one mass and swallowed up Sendai-san’s voice.
Yet, sohow, soway, her voice slips into my ears, separated from the unrelated voices and sounds, and echoes in my head.
「I’m sorry about Kikyō-chan. I didn’t expect to see her at that place, and I didn’t expect her to ask you so many questions about you, Miyagi. Sorry. But she’s not a bad kid.」
It’s not about that.
Sendai-san misunderstands.
Whether that girl is a good kid or a bad kid is not the important issue. The fact that she suddenly appeared in front of and spoke to Sendai-san in a friendly manner——
I stop in my tracks.
Sendai-san said,「Uwah!」as if surprised, and continued speaking.
「Hey, Miyagi. If you’re going to stop, just say you’re going to stop.」
「Sendai-san.」
「What?」
「Let’s go to the bookstore.」
「Eh?」
「You said we were going to the bookstore.」
「I thought you weren’t going.」
「Sendai-san, you want to go to the bookstore, right?」
「I’d like to go to what you want to go to, though… But what made you suddenly change your mind?」
That girl is not sothing to be concerned about.
I was just puzzled because she spoke to in such a friendly way that I couldn’t believe I was eting her for the first ti. We will probably never see each other again, so I can forget about today.
There is sothing about the fact that Sendai-san is teaching her to study like she used to teach to study, but she never does what she used to do with .
She just open up her textbooks and study.
That’s all she was.
It is strange for to care.
「I didn’t change my mind. I just rembered I have so manga I need to buy.」
I won’t go to the movies, and I won’t go to bookstore.
That is a fact that will not change whether or not I et Sendai-san’s student, but if I go ho without going anywhere, it will be like going straight ho because I t that girl. Sendai-san might think it was because I was jealous of that girl.
It would be troubleso if that happened, and that would be wrong.
I don’t want to act in a way that reinforces the wrong perception.
「Is there a manga you really have to buy?」
Sendai-san gives a suspicious look, so I peel off her hand that is attached to my arm and turn my body around. My destination is a bookstore, and I go there because Sendai-san said she would.
But I don’t know.
「…Here, where is it?」
I look around.
「I wonder where it is now… I would say, you just walked straight down here. I just don’t know if you know where the bookstore is.」
Sendai-san says in a voice neither cold nor warm,「Shall I check?」She added.
「Location of the bookstore?」
「Yes. If Miyagi really wants to go, I’ll look into it.」
「I don’t have to have Sendai-san check it out, I can check it out myself.」
I have my smartphone and I can easily find at least a bookstore.
「Do you want to check it out and go?」
When I said this, Sendai-san took the liberty of answering my question, even though she had asked it herself.
「Shall we go ho now?」
「Why?」
「I just want to stay ho and relax.」
The corners of Sendai-san’s mouth turn up.
「Miyagi, it’s fine.」
She laughs softly and make a gentle sound.
「What is?」
「I don’t know, but sohow.」
「If you don’t know, then don’t say random things.」
「It doesn’t matter if it’s random.」
Sendai-san’s hand touches my hand.
She squeezes my hand and pulls it.
Sendai-san starts to walk, her ponytail sways.
I don’t dislike that haircut that shows the blue earrings and I can clearly see that she’s mine. But I don’t think it is desirable for anyone other than to see it. I feel that others may know things that only I should know.
「Why do you have a ponytail today?」
「Because I’m in the mood.」
I get answers that are not answers.
I wish I had marked her hair today so that she wouldn’t get this kind of haircut.
「Sendai-san, are you really going ho?」
I ask the question by squeezing the hand that is held as hard as I can.
She clearly responds,「I’m going ho,」not in pain, and relaxes her hand. But her hands don’t leave. We stay connected, and the warmth of our bodies flows in.
Sendai-san doesn’t keep trivial things trivial.
She stretch out feelings I didn’t need and make them even bigger. It makes see things I don’t need to see and confronts with them.
It is sloppy, dirty, and sothing you want to throw away.
It tells that those things are there for .
「Let go of my hand.」
「I can’t.」
She answers imdiately and raises her gaze.
The sky has not yet turned the color of sunset.
A lukewarm wind, not appropriate for spring, ruffles Sendai-san’s ponytail.
I know it’s not sothing I would say after inviting myself, but it’s really not a good idea to go out. It ruins what should be a reasonably good day if you stay ho quietly.
So I exhaled heavily with regret.
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