Volume 1 - CH 19

My Little Sister is not on Her Way Home

Haruta exits through the back door of AIR mall and heads to the bicycle parking lot.

Haruta has been traveling more by bicycle recently.

Haruta has had a bicycle for a long time, but he rarely used it. He didn’t use it to go to school.

It’s probably because Haruta often walked side by side with that girl when they went to school.

Haruta pulled out his bicycle which had been sitting in the corner of the garage, and started riding it after a careful maintenance.

Haruta pulls out his bicycle from the parking lot, just outside the main entrance of AIR—

“Oh, Sakuraba-kun.”

“…Tsukuyomi?”

It’s Akiho, it seems that she’s just about to leave AIR.

The weather is getting hotter at this time of year, but she is wearing a long-sleeve hoodie.

She has her arms rolled up and wears a striped wristband on her left wrist.

Akiho is dressed in a miniskirt, knee socks, and has a guitar case over her shoulder. She doesn’t look any different than she did in spring.

“I see, you said that you started working part time the other day, do you work here?”

“Well, yeah.”

Because there is no one in Haruta’s family who opposes Haruta to work part time anymore, he decided to try it.

Haruta’s father only told Haruta that he doesn’t want Haruta’s part time job interferes his schoolwork.

Haruta has told Matsukaze and Tsukuyomi several times that he started working part time.

“You’re going home pretty late, Tsukuyomi.”

“The light music club had a long day practicing and we just had dinner together. I didn’t realize it’s already this late.”

“Well, thank you for your hard work. Which way to Tsukuyomi’s house?”

“Oh, are you going to ride me home?”

“But if there’s a bus going to your house, I’ll be on my way home then.”

“There are buses going to my house, but if Sakuraba-kun says will ride me home, I’ll take your word for it.”

“It seems your house is far away. Well, it’s fine.”

Haruta gets off his bike and starts pushing.

“Hmm? Aren’t we supposed to ride the bicycle together?”

“There are a lot of police here, we will get caught if we ride together.”

“You’re too worried. It’s going to take at least 30 minutes to walk from here, are you sure?”

“I have nothing to do anyway, I’m just going to play games and go to bed when I get home, there’s no rush. So, which way?”

“It’s in Yorigawa, it’s around where the big furniture store is. Do you know it?”

“Ah yeah, I just shopped there the other day.”

Haruta rarely goes there, but Haruta knows how to get there.

Haruta starts to push his bicycle and starts walking again.

“Sakuraba-kun, where do you work part time?”

“At a game store, Lucita.”

“Ahh, I’ve seen it before, but I never went inside.”

“Tsukuyomi, do you play games?”

“I play some games on my phone, but I don’t go out of my way to buy a game console.”

“I see. I don’t think we have the same taste.”

They walk side by side for a while.

The streets are quiet at night and there are no other people to be seen.

“Sakuraba-kun, how are you doing lately?”

“That’s a silly question, but thank you. You meet me in class every day, don’t you?”

“You skipped school for a week, didn’t you? But you took the mid-term exam, right?”

“I don’t want to repeat a year and ruin my life.”

“You did the math even when you were depressed?”

“I’m not an idiot, that’s all. And I wasn’t depressed. I was busy.”

For about two weeks after Golden Week, the Sakuraba family was incredibly busy.

Things happened so quickly, and by the end of May, it was all over.

A bunk bed, two study desk, half the books on the bookshelf, and half the clothes in the closet disappeared from Haruta’s room.

The bunk bed and study desks were thrown away.

Haruta had shut himself in his room for about a week playing CS64. Haruta didn’t even recognize his room because there were just too many changes.

But soon, Haruta got bored and went back to school normally—

“Hmm…but you didn’t have to go out of your way to tell me that.”

“It’s something they’re going to find out soon enough anyway.”

The Sakuraba family’s parents divorced, and the mother and sister moved to another prefecture.

Some people at Haruta’s high school already know about it.

“It seems that my little sister’s transfer became a hot topic in her middle school. I’m sure the alumni will also hear about it, so it’s better to tell them first.”

Matsukaze, and of course Hojo must’ve known about the Sakuraba family’s divorce.

Haruta didn’t want insensitive classmates like Hojo digs into his personal life.

So, Haruta went ahead and told some of his friends in the same neighbourhood about his family situation.

If it were just Haruta’s parents had divorced, his friends wouldn’t have been so surprised.

But Haruta’s friends also know about Fuyu.

They also know how much Haruta loves his little sister.

Haruta’s friends were really surprised and gave Haruta words of comfort.

Even though he wasn’t expecting it, Haruta thanked his friends for their kindness.

In the end, Hojo didn’t say anything. He seemed to be able to read the atmosphere a little.

Haruta’s best friend, Matsukaze, skipped the basketball team practice for a day.

He came over to Haruta’s house, played games he isn’t good at until late at night, and left.

They didn’t talk about Haruta’s family situation in particular.

The game console which was shared between siblings, became exclusively owned by Haruta, but it wasn’t so bad to play it with Matsukaze.

“Should we not talk about this too much? Do you want to talk about the b***s of the girls in our class?”

“That sounds like a boys’ talk to me.”

“Boys are talking about that huh…disgusting…”

“You were talking about it also, didn’t you Tsukuyomi!?”

“You don’t have to call me Tsukuyomi anymore. I don’t like to be called by my last name. Call me Akiho-chan.”

“Okay then, Akiho.”

“Eh?”

Haruta isnt the type of person who calls girls in his class by chan.

It’s either call someone by ‘san’ honorific or only by their name.

“Well, okay then…umm, what were we talking about?”

“We were talking about the b***s of the girls in our class. Am I on the top of your list?”

“I’ll be direct. I’ve never compared them. It’s hard to tell if it’s not raw b***s anyway, everyone wears bra.”

“I’d be surprised if there is someone in our class who doesn’t wear a bra, but I do know someone who occasionally forgets to wear a bra, should I tell you who is it?”

“No thanks.”

Of course, Akiho is not serious.

“Hmm…I guess talking about b***s between boys and girls is not that exciting.”

“It’s going to make me feel weird, we should stop talking about it.”

“Well, Sakuraba-kun is a boy too after all…”

Akiho stares at Haruta.

No matter what people say, Haruta is a healthy high school boy.

So it is not weird if he is interested in girls’ b*****s.

“It seems that you’re very interested in b***s. You can fondle my b*****s if you want. You walked me home anyway, it’s okay if you fondle them a bit.”

“Okay then.”

“Ehhh!? Kyaa!”

Haruta reaches out and squeezes Akiho’s breast without hesitation.

Haruta squeezed them more intensely than Akiho thought.

“Wai, wait a minute! Why are you touching me all of the sudden!?”

“Eh, I thought you gave me the green light.”

“I was kidding, of course I didn’t mean it! My b*****s aren’t that cheap!”

“Sorry about that.”

Haruta is used to touching girl’s b*****s, so he couldn’t help but to touch them when Akiho gave her permission.

Haruta still can feel Akiho’s breast on his hand.

Even though Haruta didn’t intend to, he compared Akiho’s b*****s with that girl’s.

Akiho’s b*****s are bigger than that girl’s.

That girl’s b*****s are not small either, it’s just that Akiho’s b*****s are huge.

However, even though that girl’s b*****s are smaller, but they aren’t inferior in shape and elasticity—

‘What am I doing? I shouldn’t compare that girl’s b*****s with Akiho’s.’

Haruta thought to himself.

Haruta shakes off his silly thoughts.

“Are you expecting me to say ‘well, it’s fine’? You have to subscribe to my channel and watch all of my videos, every single one of them.”

“You shouldn’t have told me to fondle your b*****s then…but well, consider it done.”

In fact, Haruta has been a subscriber to Akiho’s channel for a long time and has watched all of her videos.

“Then…instead of your apology, can I ask you something?”

“Go ahead, ask anything.”

One question in exchange of a high school girl’s b*****s, that seems cheap.

Haruta is fine with any questions after all.

“Sakuraba-kun…are you in touch with Fuyu-chan?”

“…when did you start calling her ‘chan’?”

“That doesn’t matter, what about my question?”

“We stay in touch, usually.”

Haruta replied so.

Haruta didn’t even hesitate to answer Akiho’s question.

Then, Haruta takes out his phone and turns the screen at Akiho.