Coordinate of Kaguya | Track 3: Sirius

[lumidescence]

 “So, you finished gathering the communication equipment, brought them all with you, and came to my house? It's like you're running away from home. Pretty cool, Muu-chan.”

“I’m honored.”

The destination was, without a doubt, Uu-chan's house. I had no other place to go after all.

When I suddenly arrived at his house at night, Uu-chan welcomed me with great hospitality. He even went so far as to serve me some chocolate cake that he made.

“In any case, this thing was something that I thought we should eat together before we do the plan tomorrow...”

“I really can't thank you enough, Uu-chan.”

Behind Uu-chan's back, who was acting a little embarrassed that he turned his head away from me, was Mama-Robot folding the laundry.

Although it's an old model, I quite liked this robot. It has a dull matte gold color and shows some signs of use, however, that's also part of my taste.

Uu-chan would often make untruthful remarks such as ‘It doesn't talk and it's weird’, however, I could see that Mama-Robot is cleanly polished all the time.

As if waiting for the moment that Mama-Robot leaves the room after folding the laundry, Uu-chan tilts his head and quietly examines my face.

“Aren’t you… going to get scolded tomorrow?”

“I’m prepared if that does happen.”

“Well, if that's the case, you should just relax as you see fit. You're free to stay at my house as much as you like, and you're free to talk about anything you like. I'll do whatever you ask me to do, Muu-chan.”

“I've made a good friend. I'm grateful from the bottom of my heart.”

“If you compare this to when you stayed by my side, then this is nothing…”

Uu-chan mutters up to that point, then bashfully closes his mouth shut for the rest.

“Well, whatever, I'm going to bed to prepare for tomorrow.”

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…After all that happened.

“Zzz… *snore*,  *snore*...”

Uu-chan quickly fell asleep after preparing a futon for me with Mama-Robot.

I, on the other hand, wasn't able to sleep at all. All I could do was be reminded about tomorrow and my father's face.

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My father had an aspiration for space, but unlike other people who also aspire to go to space, he did not belong to any national research institution. He was conducting research about space completely on his own.

Naturally, it would have been easier to conduct research if he had worked in a public institution. However, when I asked him why he chose to do that, I received the following answer:

“It seemed like a hassle.”

“...Is that so?”

It was nothing significant. My father just simply wanted to ‘conduct research the way he likes’.

He thought that he wouldn't be able to do the research that he wanted if there were numerous restrictions and rules.

He was the type of person who wanted to make his dream of becoming an astronaut come true in his own way without relying on the help of the country.

“To tell you the truth, your father once had an encounter with an alien… Ever since then, I've been unable to get the three numbers—that somehow appeared—out of my head.”

“Numbers?”

“Let's continue to do research about these numbers.”

I respected my father, who was like that, and also agreed with his methods.

“Hey, dear… why do you wear a helmet everyday?”

“It's for a test run. I made this together with Muneuji.”

“Just why did I marry such a strange person… But, for some reason, it's still making me love him…”

“Let’s give the helmet that's slightly improved to Muneuji.”

My father and mother were both strange people who would even question their own marriage.

“Kaguya-san and her husband are so beautiful, it's so rare for that to happen.”

“Her husband seems popular with the other ladies. But I heard that most of them usually run away because of his weirdness.”

“Hello, ladies in the neighborhood.”

“Oh, if it isn't the rumored husband of Kaguya-san and Muneuji-kun! Hello~ Are you two out for a walk?”

“Chandrasekhar limit.”

“Wh, what? What did you say?

“Apologies, I was thinking about something… Tolman–Oppenheimer–Volkoff limit.”

“Father, let's leave it at that. The ladies are backing up right now.”

“Ah, ahaha… then, we'll go this way…”

“Gamma-ray burst.”

…My father was known for having a unique sensibility that made the wives in the neighborhood keep a distance from him.

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However, my father really cherished me and took good care of me.

I think that he also loved my mother with all his heart.

Which is why—as my grandmother had said, as the adults around me had said—there was no way for me to overlook their assumption that my father ‘left for another woman’.

My father is being shamefully ‘misunderstood’ by everyone.

“Father…”

Tomorrow, I'll absolutely make contact with the aliens and—clear up the misunderstandings about my father.

—End of Track 3

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