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I rush into my room.

Sure enough, there was indeed a helmet on top of the desk.

I gently pick it up, illuminated by the light of the already-setting moon.

It has already been six years since my father disappeared, and even though it was built earlier than that, the helmet hasn't shown any signs of deterioration in the slightest.

My mother must have carefully stored this… Just like you would handle a treasured item.

“...”

This must be a sentiment from my mother.

That if I believe my father, that if I can still say that he had been abducted, then she'll surely allow me to go to space to get him back—that’s what I think she's trying to convey.

“Yeah, I'm sure of it.”

I want my mother to be at ease and continue on the path that she believes in.

I'll be who I am, and I will continue to follow the path that I myself have chosen.

I put on the helmet and tried to look around my surroundings through the shield.

It fits just right, as if I've been wearing it for a long time. My vision was clear, and I’m able to breathe naturally, as if it had been a part of my body from the beginning.

My stepfather is a good person.

I can see why my mother chose him. I'm sure he'll be a wonderful father.

I'm sure he'll be able to make my mother happy.

However, the father in my eyes will only be that person.

He was a strange person who really loved space, but for some reason, you can't help but still love him. Only that person will be my father.

“...”

About my newborn little sister.

I was quite shocked when I found out that my mother was pregnant, but now I feel very blessed that I'm able to have a little sister.

I get to have a sibling.

Which is why, I'll also properly take that first step towards the new chapter.

Once my little sister is born, I want to pamper her with lots of things and do all kinds of things to make her happy.

And—

Starting tomorrow, I'll wear this space helmet that my father gave me every day.

Going to space requires training. As part of that…

As it is the expression of my determination above anything else…

“Wait for me, father.”

I will definitely… become an astronaut.

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Uu-chan greeted me, Kinugawa, and our little sisters when we arrived at the living room of HAMA House.

He then gave us strawberry chocolate donuts as promised.

He seemed to be busy reading the thin book of someone he calls ‘Sensei’, so he quickly went back to our room without even saying goodbye.

“I wove Ushio-kun’s sweets! They're always so yummy!”

“Did Ushio-kun make these himself? If he did, I'm gonna become Ushio-kun’s wife!”

“No, you… can't... I absolutely… won't let you…”

Seeing Kinugawa shaking his head with a deep wrinkle forming between his eyebrows, our little sisters laughed.

“Kinugawa’s doting nature is quite impressive,” I commented with a laugh, making Kinugawa embarrassed.

After that, we gave our little sisters warm milk tea to drink after wiping their sticky mouths from eating the donuts.

I then listen to the cheerful chatter that our little sisters are having.

—A peaceful scenery.

“...”

Since the day that I decided to carry on my father's will and find him at all costs… several years have passed.

I still haven't successfully contacted someone or something in space, even to this day. There was even no new information about UFOs.

“To get my father back and get my life back on track.”

That is my long-cherished wish.

By joining the Community Revitalization Club, I have been able to focus on other things to a certain extent, however—

I feel that my time has stopped since the day my father disappeared on that grassy field.

That's why sometimes I think of something when I see a peaceful and cheerful scene unfolding right before my eyes.

If I get my father back, what happens after that…?

“...No.”

I should stop thinking about that now. I haven't even found where my father is yet.

If I keep on doing that, I'll surely waste time discovering anything in the future.

I should still have time to think about it…

“Do you like me, big brother?”

“Yes.”

“Am I cute?”

“Absolutely. You're my adorable little sister that I would want to go as far as to swallow you up whole.”

“...Your love… is scary…”

After that, Kinugawa sent his little sister home and went back to their house first. His little sister left a handwritten note for Uu-chan saying, “Thank you Ushio-kun”.

I, on the other hand, was trying to pass the time by waiting in the dorms until the archery class that my mother was teaching ended.

“Hey big brother, read me a picture book before mom’s done!”

I grant Hime’s request.

“Alright. Now, which book should I read for you today…”

“I want the one with Princess Kaguya!”

“Understood.”

After a short while, I started to read Hime's favorite picture book. That is, until…

“Oh~♪ If it isn't Princess Kaguya!”

Yowa-san appears while holding a bag with ‘Cafe369’ printed on it, like some kind of code.

“I had also read that story! The contents of it are to my liking, and it is profoundly memorable. It makes me think of a man that I met on a star juuust some time ago. He's also a descendant of Princess Kaguya, or so he claimed.”

“What?”

A flashing light filled my brain.

Questions started to swirl around in circles in my head, occupying everything inside it.

“A descendant of Princess Kaguya…?”

“Indeed, Indeed♪”

And then—Yowa-san’s smile made me feel like the pieces were starting to fall into place.

“He’s a traitor of the moon.”

I froze. I couldn't even seem to move my gaze away for a while.

—End of Track 5

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The grassy field was just as quiet as it had been that day.

The stars that look like they're about to rain down on us are emitting light everywhere, telling us that ‘they're here’ in the sky.

“*Pant*... Haa… I'm so tired… This communication equipment… is way too heavy, though…!?”

“That's why I told you to let me carry half of it.”

“Haa, haa, I already told you it's fine… At least let me do this.”

I thought of telling him that he shouldn't hide it if he wanted to complain, but when I saw Uu-chan covered in sweat and smiling, those words of mine started to wither away.

We set up the equipment that Uu-chan brought in order.

“You’re very skilled. As expected of Muu-chan.”

“Of course.”

“If I recall correctly, the plan goes like this: you're going to communicate with the aliens and make it known that UFOs do exist in this world. Then, you'll clear up the misunderstanding about your father.”

“Correct.”

“A misunderstanding, huh. You said that they started to assume that your father had an affair and ran away, right?”

Uu-chan's tone had a somewhat harsh implication. I slightly nodded my head in response.

“Your dad was indeed a strange person, but he definitely didn't have an affair. I guess adults just don't understand that kind of thing.”

“Yes, indeed.”

“...Do you think that your mother also had an affair, Muu-chan?”

“Even if you say that as a joke, I honestly don't know. However, I do know how she would find it pointless to endlessly wait for someone who’s already gone and would just move on.”

My mother, who loved my father, also cried about him for some time, but it eventually seemed like she decided to move on.

She said, “I’m prioritizing my child’s happiness first because I'm a mother,” and got remarried.

My stepfather’s personality was the complete opposite of my father's.

He’s eloquent, bright, and sociable. He hasn't talked about space, and he hasn't even thought of making a helmet as a present.

He hasn't even invited me to go to the grassy field to try to communicate with a UFO during summer vacation.

He's the type of person who plans a trip to a summer resort with his family months in advance.

He's someone who's doing their best to take care of my mother and me, someone who still doesn't like him.

That’s clearly being conveyed. However—

“...I really hate adults.”

Uu-chan muttered in a bored tone, but then suddenly realized something and immediately apologized to me.

“I’m sorry, Muu-chan. I didn't mean to include your mother in that.”

“It's alright, Uu-chan. I know that you’ve gone through a tough time due to reasons related to adults.”

The set up has been completed. It's almost time.

I dug up my memories of that day. Following what my father had tried, I first sent a morse code. Following that is a pulse that I had no clue how far it'd reach. Then, a radar that detects electrical reactions in the air.

Then, a radio telescope. A loud shout. A wish. A prayer.

However…

“...”

“... Nothing’s… happening.”

“Yeah.”

It didn't happen like it did that day.

All that happened was just the stars shining brightly, looking down at us who were standing there, dumbfounded.

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“Why did you sneak out of the house in the middle of the night and then come back home the next night!? I was really worried for you!”

What waited for me and Uu-chan, who both returned home in disappointment, was a scolding from my stepfather.

My stepfather’s a gentle person, and he hasn't even once raised his voice before, but it seems he could not overlook the fact that his stepson ran away from home after all.

“I apologize for my selfishness. I'm very sorry.”

When I bowed my head to apologize, my stepfather instantly looked like he was about to tear up.

“It’s fine… I'm just… relieved that you came home and nothing bad happened to you… Honestly…”

“I'm really sorry. How's mother doing?”

“She's resting in her bedroom. She… seemed to be in a bit of a shock.”

“I'll apologize to my mother right away… It'll be bad if I cause any harm to the baby in her stomach.”

“What?”

Uu-chan, who was also bowing his head because he got scolded along with me, lifted his head as if he had been repulsed.

“By baby, you mean… the one with your stepfather's?”

My stepfather silently nodded.

Uu-chan takes a deep breath, looks at the side of my face, then moves his head down again.

“I really hate adults. I'll be on Muu-chan's side no matter what.”

I couldn't see Uu-chan's expression, however… I can hear that his voice might have been shaking a little.

I repeat those words and that tone of voice in my head over and over again. I'm sure that from now on, I'll continue to do so.

Uu-chan.

Because you were by my side, I was able to have things that I didn't have to let go of.

“I'll take Ushio back to his house. Please comfort your mother, Muneuji-kun.”

With those words from my stepfather, the long night seemed to finally come to an end.

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I entered my mother’s bedroom.

Noticing my presence, my mother quickly stood up.

Her hair and her face were all a mess.

I ran up to my mother. I then hugged her so as not to hurt her from the impact.

“Mother, I'm really sorry…! I didn't mean to make you sad…!”

“I'm sorry too. I'm sorry for pretending to not see how you feel, Muneuji.”

My mother gently hugs me.

“You've been waiting for that person and have been wanting to protect that place for him, haven't you?”

“...Yes.”

My mother didn't blame me for anything, as she understood how I felt.

“The helmet that… he made for you.”

“Huh?”

“It was completed a long time ago… before that person disappeared. But… I had to forget about him. You and I had to move on… so I hid it and left it there.”

“...”

My mother then slowly stroked my head and spoke in a lovely tone.

“I returned it on top of your study desk earlier, Muneuji.”

“…!”

—End of Track 4

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“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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Uu-chan also had an accident that made him lose his family. He must've gone through a lot of hardships.

But even so, Uu-chan still cared for me, who was in a similar situation, and stayed by my side every day.

“Hey Muu-chan, let's go home together today. Why don't you stay at my house until dinner time?”

“I've been intruding on your house yesterday and the day before that. Isn't that a bother to you?

“There's nobody else except Mama-Robot in my house, so in any case, it's fine.”

“If I recall correctly, today's the day that the Weekly Shounen Dive goes on sale.”

“I can still read it even if you’re there, Muu-chan. And you don't bother to pry into my things.”

Uu-chan may not always be straightforward, but deep down, he’s a really kind and nice guy.

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That's why I also… told Uu-chan about everything.

About what I saw. About what I'll be planning to do from this point onward.

The things that no adults would believe and probably none of my classmates in the same year as me would believe if I were to tell them, either. The truth that not a single person would believe… All of it.

“...And that's why I presume that the extremely glaring light was emitted by a UFO during the abduction.

“Mhm.”

“In the past, there have also been cases of UFO sightings in several countries. In some countries, it was reported that livestock were found dead with some parts of their bodies cut off after a UFO left. However, my father was simply gone. This means that there’s a high chance that he's still alive.”

“Mhm, mhm.”

“You're not going to laugh?”

“That’s because there's no way for you to lie, Muu-chan. I believe you.”

I was happy.

That in this world, there's still one person who believes in my words.

“My father has been abducted. Which is why… I want to get him back.”

“Obviously you will.”

“Uu-chan, will you help me?”

“Sure.”

I was happy.

That Uu-chan nodded way more easily than I had imagined.

“So, what are we going to do? Do you have a plan?”

“It's a primitive method. If we reenact the moment when my father was abducted, we might be able to have the UFO appear in the exact same way as it did that day.”

“That's something that's worth a shot.”

“However, all of the equipment that we were using was taken away with my father. That leaves me no choice but to prepare everything on my own.”

“Uwah~ That's sounds like a hassle~”

Uu-chan exaggeratedly shrugged his shoulders and laughed; however, it was by no means to make fun of me.

And then—

“Got it. Let me know if there's anything that I can do.”

He genuinely… said that as if it were natural to do so.

Uu-chan is truly… the kindest person there is.

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It took a considerable amount of time to prepare for recreating what happened on that day.

There was no way for me to buy high-quality communication equipment with my elementary school allowance, and I only had a vague memory of what my father had used; therefore, it took me several years to gather things that were somewhat similar to them.

It also took me a few more years to master using radio technology, which was my father's specialty.

By the time I had finally prepared everything, me and Uu-chan had turned 12 years old.

However, it was all thanks to Uu-chan’s help that I was able to properly make it in time.

I thought to myself as I looked up at the pitch-black sky from the window of my room.

Tomorrow will be the sixth year since my father disappeared that night. I absolutely don't want to fail. I must succeed. At all costs.

And while I was carefully inspecting the communication equipment—

“Muneuji, you're still awake, aren't you? Come downstairs at once! There's something that I want to talk to you about tomorrow!”

I heard my mother's voice.

“...”

I didn't… want to go.

Which is why I subconsciously pretended not to hear her words.

I told myself that the work that I have to do tomorrow is much more important than anything else.

I was thinking as if I was in a rebellious phase.

However, my mother came upstairs once she noticed that I didn't respond.

“Hey, I'm calling for you. Come downstairs quickly.”

“...Okay.”

Once my mother and I went downstairs and to the living room, we were greeted by the eloquent voice of a man.

“Well, that can't be helped. Muneuji-kun is at that age after all, so there'll also be times when he wants to spend time alone. Right?

“...”

“But, Muneuji won't even listen one bit to me about the trip that we'll go on tomorrow.”

“...”

“Hmm, is that so?”

That man scratched his head as if he’d been troubled, then turned in my direction and spoke to me, carefully choosing the right words to say.

“I'm sorry for calling you to come here.”

I'm…

“Are you perhaps not wanting to go, Muneuji-kun?”

I'm…

“Since it's summer vacation, I'm sure that it'll be fun if we all go on a trip together…”

I'm—

“I'm not going.”

“Hey, wait! Muneuji!”

“Ah… Okay, I see…”

“I have something extremely important to take care of tomorrow. Now, please excuse me.”

That very night, I… took all of the communication equipment with me and left home.

Without telling my mother or the man that was beside her, who was smiling with his eyebrows lowered, where I was going.

—End of Track 2

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“Father, do you think it’ll go well today?”

When I was a child, I thought that no there was no end to that grassy field.

That place—where my father took me to visit time after time.

“I wonder… I'll keep on going until I get a result, no matter what it may be.”

Setting up the radio, radar, and small parabolic antenna, my father abruptly muttered to himself.

With a hint of resignation, he said, “Success this time will be difficult too.”

Even I, as a child, had noticed this, and so I stopped calling out to him any more.

Following my father's instructions, I held the telescope with both of my hands, as it was a bit bigger than usual.

Considering an elementary school student’s strength, it was difficult for me to keep the telescope in place, which made my father eventually extend one arm out and return the telescope to its upright position.

I giggled, and my father also grinned behind that serious expression of his.

“I wonder what an alien looks like.”

I asked a casual question.

Then, my father decided to change his usual stiff and strained expression into a somewhat relaxed expression and—

“The alien that I saw looked something like a firefly squid.”

He replied.

My father was someone who saw “space” in his dreams.

He was someone who was adamant that he'd one day become an astronaut and go to space, and he would take me, someone who was still a small child, to a deserted grassy field in the dead of night to try to make contact with extraterrestrial life.

But unfortunately, none of those dreams came close to success.

Which is why this time too.

I thought it would be the same this time too, however…

“Huh?”

A sudden, bright light.

An impact.

The sound of my father gasping.

The communication equipment floating up in the air, rattling and shaking nonstop.

“Father—”

There was no response.

My father… was floating in the air.

I reached out my hand.

My arms were still so short that I wasn't even able to grab the hem of his pants.

My father was moving farther away.

During that time, I wondered if my father was smiling.

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“Kagu….ya…”

“Ah…”

In the classroom after class ended. Kinugawa quietly examined my face, looking a little worried.

It seemed like I was in a daze when I was recalling what happened ten years ago.

To the point that I wasn't even able to realize that someone was standing in front of me.

I look at the clock through the shield of my space helmet.

It was almost time to go pick Hime up from kindergarten.

“Apologies, I had to make you go through the trouble of waiting for me. Let's go.”

“It's, alright… let's, hurry…up a bit.”

I nodded and left my seat.

Kinugawa, perhaps relieved once he saw my appearance, nodded in the same way and followed me.

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“Kaguya, your little sister… is honest, and cute…”

“Indeed, it's almost enough for me to take the initiative and welcome it into my eyes.”

“That's a little… scary.”

“Your little sister, on the other hand, is full of energy and is a cute and mature kid, Kinugawa.”

“Really…? Tha…nks.”

After joining the Community Revitalization Club and meeting Kinugawa there, we started to frequently pick our little sisters up together.

Since both of our little sisters attend the same kindergarten and the time period to pick them up and the road to bring them home were almost all the same, our relationship naturally progressed.

“Are you… going back to the dorm… once you're done… picking your little sister up, today?”

“Yes. Uu-chan told me that he'd bake some sweets for my little sister.”

“Kurama also likes, your little sister, right? I heard that… He also calles her… ‘Hime’.”

“Yes. Before I knew it, the nickname that I gave to my little sister somehow managed to influence Uu-chan to also use it.

“I guess, he… adores her.”

“Certainly. Also…”

“Hm…?”

“I heard from Uu-chan that he also prepared some sweets for your little sister, Kinugawa.”

“Eh…”

“If it's alright with you, let's go to HAMA House together.”

“...Thank, you. I have to, give Kurama, my thanks too…”

Kinugawa delightfully smiles in a heartwarming manner.

Now, it's about time we go to Hime’s kindergarten.

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During summer vacation, when I was in my first year of elementary school, my father disappeared.

My father would always tell me about things like how he genuinely loves space, how he aims to be an astronaut, and how there are other living creatures in space besides humans whenever I talked to him.

However, he got abducted by a UFO right before my eyes.

“I'm telling the truth…! Father really did get abducted by a UFO! It happened right before my eyes!”

“But Muneuji-kun, didn't you lose your consciousness? How did you see a UFO?”

“That's… I wasn't able to see it properly, but… but I really…!”

“Aren't you just confused by the shock of losing your father?”

“Children sometimes say things that sound like dreams after all…”

I desperately pleaded. That my father had been absorbed into the light.

However, not even one of the adults there believed my words.

There was a time when my mother told me a story while I was in a state of shock and depression.

“...The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter?”

“That’s right. Since our last name is Kaguya, Papa might have returned to the moon, just like Princess Kaguya.”

But of course, even my mother doesn't actually believe in that sort of story.

She was only doing it to cheer me up.

There was a time when I woke up in the middle of the night to take care of something when I heard my mother and grandmother discussing something.

“Just forget about that man already. He probably left you for another woman…”

“But, I still…”

“More importantly, you should prioritize taking care of Muneuji's mental health. You're his mother. Get your act together.”

“...”

My mother was also having a hard time. It was only naturally so.

Which is why I decided to no longer talk about my father publicly.

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The person who comforted me during that time was Uu-chan.

“Muu-chan, have this!”

“This is… chocolate?”

“Yep, it's the very first one that I made. I wanted to give them to you first, Muu-chan.”

“Thank you…”

“I’m not saying this to cheer you up, but…”

Because of Uu-chan looking at me straight in the eyes…

“No matter what happens, I'll believe in you, Muu-chan.”

My decision became certain.

I'll find the evidence of my father being taken and the whereabouts of my father.

If my mother gets worried once she knows about it, then I'll do it in secret. However, I'll definitely do it, no matter what.

—End of Track 1

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Note: Muneuji's novel doesn't include any major spoilers regarding main story but it does explain why he frequently wears a space helmet, what his relation to it is, and why he wants to become an astronaut. I also highly recommend that you read Ushio's novel before this!!

Track 1: Canopus
Track 2: Sadalmelik
Track 3: Sirius
Track 4: Cor Caroli
Track 5: Deneb

(I'm still learning jp so please take this tl with a grain of salt!! If you want to read Ushio's novel, you can read my tl of it here or en's tl of it!!)

(I'm still learning jp so please take this tl with a grain of salt!! also, sorry for the images not fitting on mobile phones,,, i still don't know how to fix that...)

Location: HAMA House—2nd Floor Corridor
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—A few days later.

Chief: I feel like I've been feeling more progressive about things outside of work recently. I guess it's thanks to training.

Muneuji: …I see. I thought that it's just a part of metabolism, but it seems like sweating can have benefits for both the body and mind.

Chief: Activities that can make you sweat! So, what kind of sweating activities should we do today?

Muneuji: Well, how about—

Location: HAMA House—Entrance
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Nanaki: What are you doing?

Ushio: …Muu-chan has been going out a lot recently. Don't know why though.

Nanaki: …In that case, it seems like he's often hanging out with the Chief.

Ushio: Ha? Why is a fully grown adult taking a high school student from one place to another at night?

Nanaki: If you're that concerned, open the door and go see it for yourself outside.

Ushio: … *opens the door and goes outside*

Chief & Muneuji: —Sei!!! Hah!!!

Ushio: …………

Chief & Muneuji: Hiyah!!! Sei!!!

Ushio: …… *closes the door and goes back in*

Chief: *Pant*... *Pant*... Turns out that dancing can also be an aerobic exercise.

Muneuji: It was a new attempt, however it wasn't bad. Let's go take a bath before our bodies get cold…

Ah, I've run out of neutral bicarbonate balt salts.

Chief: What, that's bad news! Even though it's a necessity for our sweating activity… How about we go buy it together then? And since I'm getting hungry, why don't we go eat some ramen?

Muneuji: That's a great idea.

Location: Ramen Shop
yay

Chief: Mmm! This extremely spicy ramen is extremely good! I'm glad that you're able to eat spicy food, Muneuji-kun.

Muneuji: In order to become an astronaut, I try to not be picky with anything.

Chief: I really can't stop respecting that part of you~

Chief: Ah, your face is red right now?

Muneuji: You're wrong. This is just my sympathetic nervous system being dominant because I ate something spicy… Isn't your face the one that's red, Chief?

Ramen shop owner: (Damn! Youth sure is nice…!)

Muneuji: Thank you for accompanying me today.

Chief: Thank you as well. We were able to eat ramen and buy bath salts… Speaking of which, what scent did you choose for your bath salts, Muneuji-kun?

Muneuji: I bought the dynamic cosmos scent… Ah. It seems like I left the bath salts on my seat at the ramen shop. Could you wait here for a little while?

Chief: Sure, be careful.

(Cosmos, huh… Muneuji-kun's future dream… is being an astronaut after all. I have a dream that I want to accomplish as a member of HAMA Tours, but Muneuji-kun's dream is wonderful as well.)

(Come to think of it, Muneuji-kun said that he's training in order to become an astronaut. But the purpose of his current training… is it really for Muneuji-kun’s?)

Thug A: Hey you~ You should come with us~

Chief: Ah… I'm good, thanks.

Thug B: Don't say that~

Muneuji: Apologies for making you wait.

Chief: Muneuji-kun! That was quick.

Muneuji: Phew…

Thug A & B: !?

Thug B: Woah… That's one extremely beautiful girl…

Thug A: Wanna come play with us~?

Chief: (Is… this development going to be alright!?)

Muneuji: …It would be best for your own good if you quietly leave.

Thug B: Oh, you have the nerve to come fight us equally?

Muneuji: It seems like you're prepared. Then, come.

Thug A: …Tsk, don't get too cocky!

*Whoosh sfx*

Chief: (...They got defeated instantly.)

Muneuji: I sure worked up quite a lot of sweat today.

Chief: I was sweating because of something else though…

Muneuji: Have I made you break out in a cold sweat? Apologies.

Chief: …

Muneuji: …Chief? Did they do something to you?

Option 1: They haven't done anything to me

Chief: You quickly arrived and saved me so they haven't done anything to me! I was just… thinking about something.

Muneuji: Thinking about something…?

Chief: Yeah. Well, you see…

Option 2: …

Chief: …

Muneuji: If they did do something to you…

Chief: …Sorry, my bad, I just remembered something that was sorta bothering me.

Muneuji: ?

Chief: The training that we're currently doing is mainly activities that make us sweat, but I think that it may not be the training that fits what we're both aiming for…

Muneuji: …

…Chief, did you know? That in the past, the stars served as guideposts for people who lost their way?

Chief: The stars as guideposts…?

Muneuji: Yes… I have times where if I were to push forward, things would go in a strange direction. At times like that, I am grateful to have someone act like a star that stays with me and shows me the direction of where I should go.

Chief: All I did was making you wander with me, though…

Muneuji: …To be honest, I already noticed it halfway through. However, I had so much fun doing the sweating activities with you that I wasn't able to say anything.

Chief: Eh…!

Muneuji: I didn't want to lose you, as you were one and only sweating activity companion that I had…

Chief: (So Muneuji-kun also noticed it… But, I'm glad he said that he enjoyed the time we spent working up a sweat together.)

Muneuji: I would be glad if you continue to join me do sweat activities like this from time to time.

Chief: Muneuji-kun… Of course! Let's continue to train together as fellow sweat activity companions!

Muneuji: Of course. Let's continue to do so.

Speaking of which, I found a video of a simple full-length marathon at home…

—End of Part 2

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(I'm still learning jp so please take this tl with a grain of salt!! also, sorry for the images not fitting on mobile phones,,, i still don't know how to fix that...)

Location: HAMA House—Training Room

Chief: (Everyone is training wholeheartedly today too.)

Muneuji: ? It's unusual for you to be here, Chief.

Chief: Muneuji-kun! Why are you here?

Muneuji: For training, of course. It's necessary to also have a strong and healthy body when you want to become an astronaut.

Do you perhaps also need to train, Chief?

Chief: Yep. I've been doing nothing but desk work lately. I'm planning to start building up my stamina from today so my efficiency at work goes up.

(Everyone in the Afternoon Squad are way too energetic, but…)

Muneuji: Hmm… I guess this means that you're a beginner then. Have you thought of a menu yet?

It is generally said that in training, the most efficient way to train is by doing stretches, strength training, aerobic exercises, and cool-down in that order however…

Chief: Oh~! If that's the case, I've already done stretches in my room, so does that mean that I should start with push ups?

Muneuji: I, I suppose so… If it's alright with you, would you like to do push ups together?

Chief: What, really? Thanks!

Muneuji: When it comes to strength training, you shouldn't just do whatever comes to your mind. It's also more efficient to start training at the lower half of your body and then to the upper half of your body.

Chief: (I see… That explains why his expression looked gloomy when I said that I should start with pushups a while ago.)

Muneuji: Let's start with doing squats. We'll do 3 sets of 15 reps. Feel free to go at your own pace.

Chief: Okay! Alright… one… two…

(Gh… This is, probably going to be tough…)

Chief: Twenty… nine… Thirty!!! *Pant*… *pant*…

So…Sorry I took so long… Huh?

Muneuji: …

Chief: (Muneuji-kun… is doing a seiza[1] with a calm expression on his face…?)

Are you done already…?

Muneuji: No, I'm currently at my tenth one.

Chief: (Hm? By ‘tenth one’ he means… he's done 10 sets of 15 reps already? Muneuji-kun’s pretty impressive…)

Muneuji: Looking at your pace, I think it would be better for you to move to the next exercise, Chief. The next one is plank, 3 sets of 30 seconds each.

Chief: Yes sir!

(Guh… This one is gonna be tough too…)

Muneuji: …

Chief: (Muneuji-kun looks so calm and collected… I'm gonna fall behind Muneuji-kun at this rate…)

Muneuji: Gh… Almost there.

Chief: (Eh? There's still 15 seconds left!? Ugh, I'm at my limit…)

I wasn't even able to last 25 seconds…

Muneuji: How about you start counting once you're almost done with one set? If you do that for a certain number of times and for a certain amount of time, your stamina will naturally increase. That's what I believe.

Chief: (I see… So that's why mine is set lower than Muneuji-kun…)

Muneuji: Alright, after this is aerobic exercises… Would you like to do walking?

Chief: Sure, let's do that! Trying to do what I can to the best of my capabilities… That's what's important.

Muneuji: Indeed. Therefore, there's no need for you to match my pace.

Chief: Muneuji-kun, if you think that I'm taking too long then you can go ahead without worrying about me.

Muneuji: Understood. Let's continue without overdoing it.

Location: HAMA House
yay

Chief: (Thanks to Muneuji-kun's guidance, I was properly able to train. I also felt that I had a good night's sleep as well.)

Let's do our best today too!

Muneuji: Chief, are you also training today?

Chief: Yep! Thanks for the help yesterday! I feel like my training and work efficiency went up thanks to you!

Muneuji: There's no need to thank me. Your enthusiasm also made me think of wanting to follow your example... Speaking of which, are you aware about the concept of active rest, Chief?

Chief: I've never heard of that before…

Muneuji: The idea is that by improving your blood flow during cooldown, you can recover from fatigue quickly. In other words, it's best to sweat even during the cooldown period.

Chief: I didn't think there was a concept like that…

Muneuji: I plan to promptly put that idea into practice today. Do you want to join as well, Chief?

Chief: Sure!

(And that is how me and Muneuji-kun made training part of our daily routine.)

—End of Part 1

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Footnotes:

[1] Seiza is a traditional Japanese sitting style where one must first be kneeling on the floor, folding one's legs underneath one's thighs, while resting the buttocks on the heels. (taken from Wikipedia) ↑

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(I'm still learning jp so please take this tl with a grain of salt!! also, pls ignore the images not fitting on mobile phones,,, idk why it's doing that and i still don't know how to fix it... pien peko)

Location: Hama Asunaro High School—Rooftop
yay

Akuta: Muneujiiii! Is it true that you've got a cat in your helmet? Lemme see lemme see!

Muneuji: Of course. Here.

Cat in Helmet: Purr.

Kikoku: Were… Were you scolded… by the teachers…?

Ushio: If anything, they were complimenting him. They said that it was wrong to bring a cat but it was alright since he left the helmet outside when attending class… or something.

Nanaki: So, when are you going to… get that cat out?

Muneuji: That's the problem. Whenever I try to place my hand inside the helmet, the cat gets violent and resists to get out. May I have everyone try to get it out?

Ushio: Ah, I don't wanna touch stray cats since they're unsanitary so I'll pass.

Kiroku: (Kurama, he says that he doesn't want to touch the cat but… he's staring at it so much…)

Akuta: Then I'll go give it a try! Slow~ and steady~…

Cat in Helmet: Meow meow meow! *attacks Akuta*

Akuta: OW OW OW OW OW OW!

Muneuji: What a terrible cat punch…!

Nanaki: It's my turn next… slowly…

Cat in Helmet: Meow meow meow! *attacks Nanaki*

Nanaki: Looks… looks like it's no good.

Muneuji: Then, Kinugawa, would you please do it next?

Kiroku: … Now.

Cat in Helmet: !? Meow…?

Akuta: WHAT!? The cat's already out before I knew it.

Kiroku: I was thinking… that… that if you slowly approach it… it'll… get scared instead…

Muneuji: What a clever… No, you were doing it in consideration, weren't you? I really appreciate it, Kinugawa.

Dear cat... Apologies however, I’ll have to put this on before you take it over again.

Muneuji: This helmet is… A, haa… the most important thing to me after all… Achoo!

Nanaki: …Ah, could it be that the cat's fur inside the helmet is…

Muneuji: Therefore, everyone, I… thank you… Haa… for your cooperation… Achoo!

Ushio: …How about you go clean it once before putting it on?

—End of Part 2

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(I'm still learning jp so please take this tl with a grain of salt!! also, pls ignore the images not fitting on mobile phones,,, idk why it's doing that and i still don't know how to fix it... pien peko)

Location: Hama Asunaro High School—Rooftop
yay

Muneuji: And, finished… Thank you for the meal.

Ushio: Looks like going to the rooftop because of the cafeteria being crowded was the right decision all along.

Muneuji: Indeed. It's sunny and the breeze is soothing here.

Now then, the bell will be ringing soon. I should go get my helmet that I left to dry in the sun…

Huh…!

Ushio: What?

Muneuji: There's a cat… sleeping inside my helmet.

Cat in Helmet: Zz… Zzz…

Ushio: Uwa, you're right. I've often seen videos of them being inside of things like pans and cardboard boxes, but I never thought that they'd also go in there too…

Muneuji: It's sleeping so peacefully… I cannot bring myself to forcibly wake it up.

Ushio: Are you really going to class while carrying that?

Muneuji: I have no choice but to do so.

Location: Hama Asunaro High School—Hallway

Muneuji: …

Student A: A... Ayo. Since when did we have such a handsome guy in our school…?

Student B: That’s actually Kaguya. It's been a long time since I've seen his face without his helmet…

Muneuji: (Everyone's staring…)

Male member of the “Head over Heels for Muneuji” fanclub[1]: What!? The princess hath taken off his helmet…!? Everyone, 'tis the first time in 108 days since we've seen the princess' strikingly beautiful face on campus!

Female member of the “Head over Heels for Muneuji” fanclub: Moreover, there's a cat in the lord's arms… 'Tis so dazzling…

*Falling sfx while Muneuji is walking*

Ushio: This thing is the same as always, but people keep on collapsing whenever Muu-chan’s walking, just like when Moses parted the sea.

Muneuji: … I have to get this cat out as soon as possible before things get worse…

—End of Part 1

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Footnotes:
[1] The word used here was 抜け駆け斬首男衆 and there's a female ver of it (which is in the next line) and i geniunely don't know how to tl that bc if i tl it literally, its something like "beheading man sneaking behind" and that makes no sense so i winged it to what i think is close to that... i'll change it if i ever do know how to tl it... ↑

7/10/24 Update: A kind anon informed me that 抜け駆け斬首[男/女衆] is the name for Muneuji's fanclub!!! Thus, I tried to tl that into en... head over heels bc the og mentions head and getting a head start=heels something u walk with... idk man.

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And so, on that day…

After I arrived home and ate some snacks, on the TV that Mama-Robot unnecessarily turned on for me—

“Patibato? Are pâtissiers going to battle it out?”

The anime program that I just so happened to see by accident because I had time to spare…

“... Huh?”

…Got me immersed in watching.

“This is… interesting…”

I’d found something by chance.

“This is so cool…”

I had… finally found something.

In Patibato. In Chiyoda Reito. In my fate. And in destiny.

“..., …”

Words didn't come out of my mouth. I felt that something in me made everything make sense.

Patibato was a story packed full of things that made me excited, like the youth and friendship that I desired from the bottom of my heart.

My heart pounded, and I felt excited.

In the world where everything burned into ashen gray during the fire, the colors seemed to return to where they originally were.

“Ah…”

Seeing the protagonist and his rival congratulating and hugging each other after a good fight almost made me shed tears.

Suddenly, Muu-chan’s words from today flashed into my mind.

“I'd like to give Uu-chan a hug.”

That's when I remembered.

That when I thought that I hated everything in this world—Muu-chan was the only thing that I still really love.

That I was able to regain something that I love.

“...”

The ending credits were rolling in a blink of an eye.

The original author's name was shown on the credits, so I assumed that it came from a manga, and before I knew it, I immediately went shopping for them online.

As I was rapidly tapping away on my phone, Mama-Robot pointlessly peered at my phone's screen.

“..., Um, hey.”

“...”

“Lately, you've been turning on the lights when you do housework and have been turning the TV on, too.”

“..., …”

“Are you… worrying about me?”

“This is just between you and me, but… I don't really hate you that much either.”

“...”

“Do you want me to try to ask and get you a part that lets you talk? If there are even mouthpieces that can suit old models available…”

“...”

At that time, Mama-Robot naturally didn't talk. The only thing that she could do was blink her sensor eye.

Speaking of which, her barrel-like cylindrical model meant that she didn't have a neck, among other things, but…

“...”

I was certain that, at that moment, Mama-Robot nodded.

“Okay, got it.”

I thought that I should maybe try to inquire at the nearby robotics factory.

“I should maybe try to make sweets, too.”

On that day, I—

Managed to not only regain something that I love, but also have new things to love.

I slowly started to think about things like trying this or trying that.

“Since this Reito guy seems cool… I should try making chocolate desserts since Reito's good at that.”

I was able to meet the oshi of my lifetime called Reito.

I was able to have a hobby of my lifetime called baking sweets.

All of it… is thanks to Patibato.

“Speaking of which, my heart somehow flutters whenever I look at Reito… I wonder why.”

…Those sorts of childhood memories.

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In my room at home, filled to the brim with nuis and merchandise that I would never display in the dorms.

As I close my copy of the Shounen Dive magazine, I immerse myself in my fantasies.

“No matter how many times I read it, it's still so good… I was annoyed at those idiots who spoiled some of it, but it was just a minor spoiler, so it didn't ruin the fun…! Even the part where Reito teamed up with Minoru was a genius idea for the story. But I feel like this is going to definitely make Ouji jealous.”

The freshly baked fondant au chocolat that's placed nearby was giving off a delicious scent.

I had tasted a small piece of it, and naturally, I was satisfied with the exquisite sweets that I had made.

I’ll share some of these tomorrow with Mu-chan and Hime[1], who both love my chocolate desserts.

I can't wait to see their happy faces soon.

So, even on the unlucky day where I got nearly spoiled, my day still goes great thanks to my daily baking and PatiKitchen activities.

“I’m counting on you, fanwork makers. May there be numerous works of Reito gently comforting the jealous and broken-hearted Ouji.”

Truth be told, I’m more fond of spicy food, so I don't really like sweet things that much.

But, I still want to continue baking sweets.

“Ah~ I just can't wait for Acid Rain-sensei’s new work… I can't stand the crowds at the convention though. If I could meet Acid Rain-sensei and shake their hand… or maybe not. At least giving them sweets is…”

Even if I really want to be able to touch someone and hug them tightly…

I can't do that.

“Now then, it's time to search for what posts are uploaded today… Ah, what the hell, ReitoMinoru already appeared. And, blocked.”

Instead, to the entire mankind, to the people that are precious to me—I'll make the most delicious and satisfying sweets so that I can always give it to them.

“Hold on, they're re-releasing the duo tapestry from last time!? And it's on a first-come, first-served basis!? You've got to be kidding me! It's like they absolutely want to see a bloodbath happen!”

If something I make is able to touch someone’s heart and fill them with joy, isn't that the same thing as hugging already?

“A crane game with limited edition nuis, huh… I'm going to go rescue all of the Reitos out there.”

That's why I'll continue to make the sweetest and most delicious chocolate there is.

A few hours later.

I wrapped up the fondant au chocolat and stuck a sticky note with instructions that said: Heat it up in the microwave when you wanna eat it.

After finishing that task, I was about to decide to have some Patibato seconds when something before my eyes appeared.

“Eh? What?”

Something… before my eyes.

“Patibato! Hiatus Announcement”

…A sentence straight from hell jumped at me.

“Ha…? Huh? Hah?”

I heard the sound of all my cells… being entirely annihilated.

—End of Track 5

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Footnotes:
[1] Hime is the nickname of Muneuji's younger sister which Ushio also uses to call her! ↑

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Masterlist / Track 1 / Track 2 / Track 3 / Track 4 / Track 5

In just one night, I lost everything.

Everything in this world is now surrounded by things I ‘hate’.

“It might be better for Ushio to enter an orphanage… We can't really take care of him.”

“He was a much nicer kid when I met him in the past. I wonder if it's because of that fire changing his personality.”

I was once taken in by my relatives, but I was a problem child, and they made me enter an orphanage—so I also hate my relatives.

“Ushio-kun has… a bit of a difficult personality and behavior, but… I think it's natural after something like that happened.”

“I really think that he's a good kid, but… him being violent towards other kids is just a little…”

“He won't stop even if you scold him.”

I continued to push away the kids in the same orphanage and eventually got kicked out of the orphanage—so I also hate the orphanage.

With no other options, I ended up with a relative who provided an apartment and a Mama-Robot for me to live with.

“...”

“What the, it’s an old-fashioned Mama-Robot… This thing must be second-hand.”

“...”

“And it doesn't even have a talking function… I want to have the latest model, though.”

I hate the lawyer who's managing my father and mother’s inheritance because they won't let me freely use the money, saying it's ‘for my future's sake’.

I hate the weird Mama-Robot that can't even talk and does the housework without the lights on because it can move around without it.

I also hate the rehabilitation that I forcibly had to go through, even if it was painful and awful.

I also hate that I entered elementary school late.

I also hate the black school bag that I had to use after the green school bag that my father bought for me at the department store was burned during the fire.

“Waaaaaaaaaaah! Ushio-kun pushed meeeeeeeee!”

“Aah~ Shinmura-kun fell~! Ushio-kun, that's so mean~!”

“I'm telling the teacher on you!”

I also hate my classmates who point the blame at me when I barely even know them.

“Ushio-kun, how could you push someone away like that again! I heard that Shinmura-kun was just messing around and accidentally touched you from behind.”

“...”

“Shinmura-kun grazed his hands. If you've done something wrong, you should apologize. Just why did you do that?”

“I-I… told him, to stop…”

I also hate Shinmura-kun who didn't stop messing around even when I told him to.

I also hate the teacher who took the side with the person who got hurt even though I did nothing wrong.

“...That's because I hate germs.[1]”

That's how, in the end, I didn't want to tell anyone the truth.

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Since I kept pushing their friends away and hurting them, my classmates gradually stopped approaching me.

Even the teachers would always seem on edge whenever I'm around, so I became completely isolated.

That's why I really hate just about everything.

The elementary school’s rooftop, where students wouldn't really go so I could be all alone, was the only place I felt comfortable.

But, the rooftop would sometimes be too hot or too cold so I didn't like it that much.

“Haah…”

As I absent-mindedly sighed, I heard a heavy, metallic sound and the door to the rooftop opened.

“So this is where you were, Uu-chan.”

It was Muu-chan. His pretty, princess-like face was clouded with worry.

“I heard about what happened in the classroom. That the teacher scolded you.”

“...”

Muu-chan stood next to me, looking at what's beyond the fence.

As I watched the same setting sun, the two of us, for a short while, fell into silence.

“Uu-chan.”

“Hm?”

“Saying that you hate germs is a lie.”

“...”

“Could it be that you don't like being touched?”

“Tch…”

As Muu-chan spoke, he made crab-like half steps towards me.

“Is it because of the fire that changed your whole entire body’s skin—”

But he would absolutely make sure not to touch me.

“—that it somehow caused you to have problems?”

Only Muu-chan had noticed.

Being touched made my skin feel a tingling, itching sensation, which made me feel grossed out that I ended up avoiding people and pushing them away because of it.

The doctor at the hospital says it's a mental after-effect… In other words, it's ‘just my imagination’.

To put it simply, I’m talking about how I'd given up. On my relatives, on school, on getting better.

Everything that I loved turned out like this.

To the point that I also…

Really really really hate how even my own body has changed so much.

“...”

Without saying anything, Muu-chan took out two paper sumo wrestlers from his pocket.

“We might not be able to physically wrestle anymore, but we can do this.”

“...”

“Let's wrestle together again sometime. When that time comes—”

Muu-chan held out the strongest-looking paper sumo wrestler to me.

“I'd like to give Uu-chan a hug.”

“..., ...”

“Do you want to stay at my house tonight?”

I shook my head. After all, that robot would be waiting for me with the lights turned on even though it doesn't need to.

The sleeves of my sweatshirt that were wiped with my tears as I pretended to wipe my nose were changing into a pitiful color.

The sunset that seemed as if it would burn everything in this world was spreading everywhere.

I think I'll never be able to forget this day.

—End of Track 4

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Footnotes:

[1] a more accurate tl for the word "けっぺき症" would be "mysophobia" or "germaphobia" but since ushio is saying that he is けっぺき症 the tl would be like "I'm a germaphobe" and that kinda sounds weird,, ↑

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Masterlist / Track 1 / Track 2 / Track 3 / Track 4 / Track 5

TW: fire and injuries related to fire

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You know, back when I was a kid, even I—

“liked” everything in this world.

In the house’s kitchen, where I lived as a kid.

My mother was making curry when I went up to her rounded back.

I made my face look crumpled like I was about to cry.

“Mamaaaa! Big sis is bullying meeee!”

“Eh?”

My mother turned around, a troubled smile on her face.

“Oh come on big sister, you shouldn't be bullying your little brother.”

And then, at the kitchen’s entrance, my sister pouted and complained.

“Well, that's because Ushio wants my candy. Ushio already ate his! This one is mine!”

“Mamaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Big sis isssssssss!”

“Don’t cry, Ushio! Geez, it can't be helped, then. I'll go buy you cookies later.”

“Really!?”

“Aa~ah, you're spoiling Ushio way too much, Mom. I think it's okay to let Ushio cry… This guy is not gonna be a proper adult at this point.”

“Mamaaaaaaa! Big sis is saying mean things to meeeeeee…!”

“Don't talk to your brother like that, big sister.”

My current personality might have inherited some things from my older sister; I won't say the whole thing though.

My older sister is strong-willed, has a sharp tongue, and would always be mean to me, but even so…

“Oi, Ushio, come here.”

“Whaat…?”

“I'll share some with you. It's a bother when you cry after all.”

I actually liked my kind older sister, which is why—

I think I might be a little bit similar to her.

“Isn't it a bit too early to be cooking dinner right now?”

My dad enters the kitchen.

While tilting his head at the savory and spicy scent of curry.

“That’s because today is archery practice day. Take Ushio out with you once I'm done with the curry, okay?”

“Got it… But today's super spicy, huh? Papa’s been worried about his stomach’s condition lately.”

“Sorry. But a curry that isn't spicy isn't curry.”

My father laughed as soon as he heard that. My mother laughed as well.

I liked my father who's carefree, kind, and laughs easily.

“And, done. Alright, Ushio, let's go! I'll let you play with Muneuji-kun while mom’s doing her lesson today too!”

I also liked the archery class that my mother would take me to when I was a baby.

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Mu-chan’s home had an archery range that would hold classes for the general public once a week.

My mother was a trainee there, and it seemed like she improved to the point that if she trained a bit more, she would be able to participate in a tournament.

The one who was teaching her was Mu-chan's mother, and since she and my mother were both mothers and were close in age, they seemed to be on very good terms, even in a child's eyes.

“Hello! I'll be in your care today.”

“I look forward to working with you, Kurama-san.”

“Um, have this. It's super spicy curry again, but… I made way too much as usual, so do take some of it…”

“Thank you very much~! I really love Kurama-sanchi’s super spicy curry~ Ah, I'll share with you our super sweet stew next time.”

“Wow, I'm honored, yay!”

“Fufu, well then, let's begin practice.”

I also liked the cool sound of the arrow hitting the target while I waited for my mother’s practice to end.

“U-chan.”

“Ah! Hi Mu-chan!”

“Hello. Let's go wrestle today.”

“Yeah, let's!”

Wrestling with Mu-chan while waiting was so much fun that I also liked it.

But, the one that I liked the most is—

“Thanks for waiting, Ushio~! I’m done now, so let's go home.”

“Mama!”

“Ahaha, I might not be able to breathe if you hug me that tight… There, there.”

Being hugged by my mother's plump, soft, and marshmallow-like body, and tightly

hugging back and forth.

“See you again, U-chan.”

“See you, Mu-chan!”

Shaking hands with Mu-chan as we promise to play next time.

“Good work, Kurama-san. See you again, Ushio-kun.”

Being patted on the head by people.

Being touched. To touch. All of that.

Was something I really liked yet…

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On that very same night.

I couldn't sleep, I couldn’t breathe, and it was hot. When I opened my eyes, everything around me was burning.

I tried to call my mother, my father, and my sister; however, no one answered.

When I was about to lose consciousness, a member of the rescue team found me.

“Protecting a child estimated to be five years old! Consciousness level 2 due to the burns all over his body…! Please secure an emergency transport destination!”

The searing pain all over my body tortured me.

“This is terrible… His whole body needs to be skin grafted.”

I could hear the conversations of the rescue team workers from far away.

“How are the parents’ and the older sister’s conditions!?”

I want to see my father, my mother, and my older sister, but…

“Unfortunately… They can’t be saved.”

But that was when I knew that I would never see them again.

—End of Track 3

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School. Classroom. Lunch break.

After eating a decent meal, I indulge myself in doujinshi manuscripts[1] at my seat, as I usually would. After that acrylic stand incident a few days ago, I impulsively bought all of the doujinshis that I had been holding back on buying and have been intently reading them.

“...”

Even if I spent my free time reading them little by little, there were still a lot of them left.

This must be heaven.

Even if I treat school as an inconsequential place, I am at the peak of my own happiness.

As I consciously try to keep a straight face while immersing myself in ReiOu’s world, I suddenly hear girls, whose names I don't know, talking.

“Have you read today's Weekly Shounen Dive? The one on sale early.”

“Not yet.”

I already obtained that, though.

“Listen to this! In ‘Patibato!’, Reito and Minoru teamed up as buddies~”

“...tch.”

I reflexively stood up from my seat.

Are they stupid? They’re sick in the head to just spoil things without thinking. They’re basically causing pollution at this point.

In order to avoid getting hit by another stray bullet, I quickly went towards the classroom’s door.

“Those two get along, don’t they?”

“...”

I responded in my mind to the voices that reached my back.

Is this the rise of a new ship?

I'll crush those sorts of new ships that don't know anything at all.

–

“Damn it, I can't concentrate. It's those guys' fault…”

I thought that after taking refuge in the home economics room, I could read the continuation of the doujinshi I’m reading, but, sure enough, I couldn't concentrate at all.

It's because of them that I heard unnecessary things. The hell is with Reito and Minoru being buddies?

The Minoru that they were talking about is that guy, right? Kaju Minoru!

I had decided to read that magazine quietly by myself when I went back home, but thanks to them, I'm about to break that taboo of mine. Now I want to dash back to the classroom and check what's in that magazine immediately.

“There’s now way I’ll see them as a ship, but it seems like a really interesting development~...”

“Patibato!”, the manga that fascinates me so much and has been serialized in the Weekly Shounen Dive for many years.

Aiming to be the best pastry chef in the whole wide world, with the highly selective boarding school as the stage, the confection battles and camaraderie make it a passionate youthful story.

“Patibato is really the most interesting and fiery story there is.”

My lifetime oshi among all of the characters that appear in the story… “Chiyoda Reito”.

He takes pride in his chocolate confectionery skills and is the so-called ikemen type, but of course, that doesn't sum up what he really is.

There might be people who misunderstood about ‘Kaju Minoru’ and Reito being partners like those girls from earlier, but it's obvious that Reito's partner is forever his one and only one-sided rival, “Tentsuki Ouji”.

Ouji’s specialty in confectionery is pudding, so their ship name being Chocolate Pudding is the most adorable word to have, but what about Reito and Minoru’s? Chocolate Fruits?

“There’s no way that's right~”

The feeling of the word is cute, I guess. Just adding the word “chocolate” to them makes everything cute, so it can't be helped.

That's what makes Reito so remarkable.

A big no for ReiMinoru though. My body straight out rejects it.

I do know my boundaries, but I'm still a troublesome otaku. Even if there are countless ReiOu works out there, that doesn't mean that I agree with all of them.

But even for someone like me, there is only one god that I could hold in high regard and worship, and that is Acid Rain-sensei.

I want to go to that convention.

I want to meet Acid Rain-sensei someday.

And then, to shake with those hands that continue to bring forth masterpieces one after another…

While thinking about such things, I laid my face on the table and started lazing around when suddenly—

“So this is where you were. You weren't in the classroom, so I went looking for you.”

“Mu-chan…”

Opening the home economics room’s door is Muneuji, the only person that I could trust, entering the room.

“Is something the matter?”

“Nope. What about you, Mu-chan? …Ah.”

The moment I stood up, my hand slipped, and I dropped my phone.

My phone then slid across the floor and stopped right at Mu-chan’s feet.

“...!”

The screen was exactly at that part where ReiOu were in a passionate, insightful scene…

Crap! Mu-chan's gonna see it!

I jumped out. I was about to get my phone when Mu-chan suddenly bent down and, on his chest I—

“Uwah!”

“Waaaaah!”

We bumped into each other, and I fell on top of Mu-chan, with our face, arm, and hand touching together…

“Gh, ah-”

Instantly, numbness ran through my whole body.

Unable to bear the sensation of every hair on my body standing on end, I hurriedly jumped back.

While still gripping tightly at my phone.

I realized that I reacted quite rudely, but Mu-chan, who knows about my situation, only furrowed his brow in worry.

“Is your body alright?”

“...Yeah. Sorry.”

“It's alright. Don't worry about it.”

…Seriously, things don't go as planned in this world.

Even though I trust Mu-chan so much…

Having a body in such a state, not having enough money to spend as I please since a lawyer is administering my estate, not being able to even properly walk through crowds when I want to meet Acid Rain-sensei…

If only that—

If only that... didn't happen.

—End of Track 2

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Footnotes:
[1] the word used here was 同人誌データ and it refers to the digital form or file of a manga that is given to a publisher to then print it out in a physical form. ↑

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Masterlist / Track 1 / Track 2 / Track 3 / Track 4 / Track 5

TW: Mention of self-harm

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“Patibato” is my life.

Among the characters of the story, “Chiyoda Reito” in particular is the essence of my life.

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“Crap, If I don't hurry, it might be all gone…!”

After class ended today, I was caught by the teacher who would talk way too long. The content of their sermon was something about my daily behavior during class.

Things like me getting distracted or why I would read nothing but manga under the desk… Out of all days, just why did it have to be today?

I blurted out that I’ll listen to them as much as they want after today and that they should let this one slide just for today, which made my attitude add more fuel to the fire and drag the sermon even longer.

“Next arrival of goods to be decided”

“...”

I rushed into the anime shop’s display case of new products that I usually go to.

The merch that I wanted, which wasn't available for reservation, was taken and has already run out.

“Seriously… I really wish that this would stop.”

My lack of luck and the fact that I don't have any friends to ask to buy on my behalf made me feel dizzy.

“Arrival of goods to be decided…? Words like these should be the first ones to disappear from this world.”

Students may as well be like slaves.

It has been a long time since working adults were being ridiculed as corporate slaves or corporate warriors, but I think that the same thing goes for students.

At this place called 'school’, they're physically restricted on what they can do, they’re forced to do their club activities after classes end, and they do their homework and chores once they arrive home. Their time is spent on things like that.

To say that kids have time that they can use as they like, adults are wrong to think that.

“Damn it…!”

Amidst all of that, I was over here trying to somehow make use of the little free time that I have.

Participating in events, making shrines, exchanging official merch and blind box merch, getting an endless collection of a single merch, going on an outing with your nui, having a birthday celebration in real-life anime locations...

“Ah… Geez… I don't care about anything anymore… Damn it…”

Unsteadily walking out of the store, not being able to take it any longer, I looked around my surroundings to make sure no one was there and banged my head on the wall. Over and over again.

I failed. I'm such a failure. I'm sorry, Reito, I'm so sorry that I couldn't get you home.

This time’s acrylic stand is themed ‘Training Camp Match 1st Year Winter ~Wedding Cake~’.

All of the characters are dressed in fine bridal outfits.

I absolutely won't forgive myself if I can't get them on the first day. I might as well die ten thousand deaths if I do.

It was cold on the way home. Even the weather wasn’t good.

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The place I'm returning to isn't the dormitory, but my parents’ home instead.

There, I can do whatever I want without anyone bothering me.

“...Okay, not bad.”

I was taking my frustration for not being able to accomplish my goal and the love for my oshi, which I planned on giving to their new acrylic stand, out on a certain object.

“It’s filling up pretty nicely.”

Holding up the oshi-colored apron filled with can badges and pin badges all over the place, I felt satisfied.

On its chest, where the acrylic stand was supposed to be, is a new, large-sized aluminum piece that I purchased.

That's right, in this PatiKitchen[1], ours isn’t an ‘ita-bag’ but an ‘ita-apron’, obviously.

“I’ve gotta finish this before Reito’s birthday.”

I guess this is what you call an accumulation of love.

This physical weight of my love that has accumulated along with the feelings of insanity are something that I can’t get enough of, to say the least.

Nonetheless, since Reito's merch is in high demand, my pocket money is honestly going to be in a rather tight situation, but… that’s alright with me.

Because I feel like I would even go as far as to cut myself into pieces for Reito.

“Now then…”

Satisfied with the rows of shining and gleaming can badges, I start my next daily routine—scrolling through SNS.

You don't know how many new fanworks are being created in just one day after all.

“‘Patibato!’...”

With great determination, I went on searching for every possible keyword that I could think of.

‘Pâtissier Battle’, ‘Chiyoda Reito’, ‘ReiOu’, ‘Rei0u’, ‘Chocolate Pudding’, and et cetera.

“Woah, this person's art is so good… Eh, wait… they draw this sort of extreme stuff too!? Oh my god… you can't just do that sort of thing! It's so dazzling that I can't look at it…!

This must be what happiness is. That many godly works are being created today as well.

Being completely immersed in the sea of SNS with excitement, several tens of minutes passed.

“...Ah.”

It appeared, “Reito x Shouta”.

Blocked within seconds, I pretend that nothing happened.

Well, a person's different interpretation can't be helped. In a world like this, segregation is more important than everything else, and I won't be seeing that again, so it's alright.

And then, the most exciting thing that I generally scroll to last is—

“Acid Rain-sensei…!”

I checked Acid Rain-sensei’s, the god of the Reiou community, new works and spent time reading their past works, even if they aren't updated anymore.

“What's wrong? Could you still be embarrassed about doing this sort of thing?”

“Th-That's because… I still can't believe it. Why would someone like Reito-kun be with me…”

“Saying such things out of your mouth, perhaps I should just eat that now.”

“Nn…!?”

“...Thank you for the food.”

“Re-Reito-kun!”

“Your lips tasted sweet. Compared to chocolate… it's even sweeter.”

“No… No matter how many times I read this, I still go nuts about it!? Even if I've read this! Even if I've read this for god knows how many times, the flavor never fades away and it still stays fresh! What the hell is this sorcery? This is seriously driving me insane!”

After rolling around on my bed, I pressed my face onto a pillow and screamed while writhing in deligh.

There’s no way I can keep being sane after reading that.

“I’m going nuts! It’s so cute that it's going to kill me! Just please kill me already, Acid Rain-sensei!”

The great Acid Rain-sensei who makes my emotions such a mess.

I heard that Sensei will also be on-site at the large-scale doujinshi convention that’ll be happening in a few months, however…

“I want to meet them and express my gratitude for everything that they've done…!”

I want to go, but…

“...I can't handle crowds…”

—End of Track 1

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Footnotes:
[1] PatiKicthen is probably the fandom's name which probably comes from pâtissier kitchen,, i might be wrong for either of them though lol ↑

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Masterlist / Track 1 / Track 2 / Track 3 / Track 4 / Track 5

Note: Ushio's novel doesn't have any major spoilers regarding the main story but it does explain how he acts like the way he is now. There are trigger warnings in some of the chapters/tracks (specifically 1 & 3) so please read at your own risk!

Track 1: Chocolate Pudding
Track 2: Gâteau au Chocolat
Track 3: Chocolate Ganache
Track 4: Orangette
Track 5: Fondant au Chocolat

(I tried to tl this by keeping as close to the original as much as possible while taking some liberties to add/change some things to make it not sound strange in english!! im still learning jp so please take this tl with some grain of salt!! first time tling a novel and i think i did it pretty badly lol... it was worth a shot ig)

(I'm still learning jp so please take this tl with a grain of salt!!)

Location: HAMA House—Boar Room
yay

Toi: Mm…

…Hm.

Ryui: …Can't sleep?

Toi: Ani-sama.

Ryui: Wanna come here?

Toi: Yeah…!

yay

Ryui: What's wrong? Is the change of your place to sleep making you tense?

Toi: No, that's not it. Today was also…

Today was also where I had so, so much fun the whole day. I was so excited that I couldn't sleep.

Being given a hanamaru[1] from Yukikaze-san after helping out, being able to put on Muneuji-kun’s helmet…

For my afternoon snack, Raito-san shared with me some ramen that he recommended! That secret tonkotsu… with just a bite, you're able to eat a whole piece of a wood ear mushroom[2]…!

Ryui: …I see. If there wasn't anyone that tried to hurt you then I'm glad.

Toi: There were so many other things that happened as well. I laughed, and laughed so much that my cheeks started to hurt.

But you know, it's much more fun…

When Ani-sama is by my side, I think.

This isn't a dream. Because my real Ani-sama is smiling and staying right by my side…

Ryui: Toi…

yay

Netaro: Good for you~ Toi. Allow me to pat-pat your head instead of Ryui.

Ryui: You're in the way!

Wait, why the hell did you come here!?

Netaro: Ryui said “Wanna come here?” didn't he? I have to meet the expectations of delivering the costumer's order[3] after all♪

Ryui: I wasn't calling for you!

Netaro: It's nice and warm here, huh~ This is a guaranteed course that'll make you soundly sleep like a log until the morning.

Gather ‘round, boys. I'll give you two a hug. Squeeeeze.

Toi: Haha, geez Netaro-san~ Then, I'll also squeeze~

Ryui: Oi, don't touch us without permission! Let go!

Also, Toi's not your body pillow! You're gonna crush Toi if you do that!

Netaro: How noisy of you, Ryui. You said that during the day already. I'm tired of hearing it.

Continue on making a racket and the neighborhood’s gonna be disturbed. How about I throw the sheeps that I counted into your mouth?

Ryui: If you've got the guts then go ahead and try!!

Toi: Geez, oh come on Ani-sama…

(...I can hear Ani-sama's voice.)

(The days without Ani-sama were like a prison.)

(It was all quiet and lonely.)

(But, after coming here to HAMA House—everything changed. Everyday is so hectic that I don't have time to feel lonely.)

(Filled with hope…Something new started.)

(I don't know what future we'll reach. But, the fearful nights are now over.)

…I'm really glad I came here, Ani-sama.

—End of Part 2

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Footnotes:
[1] Hanamaru is a type of mark that is frequently used to praise or compliment children. It is usually drawn with a spiral in the center and is surrounded by curves that make up as flower petals.
[2] To know more about wood ear mushrooms, I suggest you go here! (too lazy to explain sorry-)
[3] The phrase(?) used here was 据え膳上げ膳 and it can mean to have your meal served to you while you remain seated and have it removed once you finished eating. I tried to tl it into something that makes sense and fits in the dialogue.

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(I'm still learning jp so please take this tl with a grain of salt!! tyty)

Location: HAMA House—Boar Room

yay

Toi: It's been a while since we lived together like this hasn't it, Ani-sama?

Ryui: Yeah

Toi: You know, Kafka-kun told me that we're able to bring any furniture that we want for our room.

So, I bought a sofa that we can sit on together!

This one is Ani-sama’s cushion. And this one is mine.

What… do you think? Do you like it?

Ryui: Of course. You really have good taste, Toi. You're a genius.

But, isn't this a bit too small for two people?

Toi: That's because… I was thinking that this sense of distance would be calming.

Ryui: Toi…

Toi: Come and take a seat! The comfortableness and softness of the sofa feels great y'know!

yay

Ryui: Alright... I can sit forever with this. As expected of Toi’s taste.

…It really is small though.

Toi: Haha, Ani-sama, your legs are touching mine.

Ryui: Right back at you. Your shoulders are bumping into mine.

Toi: Aha, that tickles. Ani-sama, stop wiggling!

Ryui: You’re wriggling too y'know?

Hey, come closer so you don't fall. You can lean on me too if you want.

Toi: Okay—

yay

Netaro: Allow me to sit too~~~!!

Ryui: Wha!?

Toi: Netaro-san?

Ryui: What the hell are you doing, Yowa?! Get off!

Netaro: Don't wanna~

This distance in sitting is normal, don'cha think? When I saw you two secretly being lovey-dovey[1] with each other, I understood something!

The comfortableness of this thing is THE best!

Ryui: Words aren't going into this guy’s head. I said “You're in the way”, you eccentric bastard!

You're gonna crush Toi! Get out of here already!

Netaro: It certainly is really cramped now that you mention it.

In that case, if I put Toi on my lap, the space problem becomes solved!

Heave-ho, ride on.

Toi: Woah!

Netaro: Te-te-ren~ And thus the universe became peaceful. The end♪

Ryui: That's not the problem here, get your hands off him!

Netaro: I'm not touching him. I'm just lovey-dovey-ing him.

Toi's light and warm huh~? He's like a kitten. Cat cat lil cat.

Ryui: Don't go feeling Toi's warmth as you like!!

Toi: A, Ani-sama. I'm okay if the three of us sit…

He's not listening…

…Ehehe, my angry Ani-sama is so cool.

—End of Part 1

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Footnotes:

[1] The word used here was ちちくり and based on what i've found, it either means "to have a secret affair" or "to meet secretly and flirt with each other". I decided to use lovey-dovey since that sounds close to how Netaro speaks (this man is hard to tl into something that sounds in character ngl) ↑

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(I'm still learning jp so please take this tl with a grain of salt!! also, pls ignore the images not fitting on mobile phones,,, idk why it's doing that and i can't fix it no matter how much I try...)

Location: HAMA House–Tiger Room
yay

Renga: (...No one's here. Now's the chance…)

No, don't! Don't you dare bury your face on that cushion!

Don't lose to temptation… As a member of the Nishizono family… Have pride… Have pride and behave!

…Ugh, I can't do it––––!!

Wa… It really has a dog's scent… It's the scent of sun and life…

And, it's still a bit warm…

This was probably warmer when it got its head pat… It's so soft…

…I wanna squeeze it as hard as I can.

I wanna inhale it…

Kafka: As expected of the Chief, right Shumai? To think that they would consider that far—

Ah.

Renga: !?

Kafka: …Renga? What are you doing?

Renga: I, I was checking how comfortable the cushion is!

Even though it's a dog, isn't it going to be my roommate? I just don't want it to have any complaints okay!!

Kafka: I see. You're really nice, Renga.

Go say thank you, Shumai

Shumai: Woof~ Woof woof.

Kafka: You're free to touch him y'know?

Renga: F, For me, it's no big deal? I have no plans of wanting to touch this furball at all!

But if you were to go as far to say that… It, It can't be helped then! I'll especially pat it's head… at least.

It's, it's only for today, got it? …There… there, there, good boy…

Kafka: You really aren't honest with yourself.

We all start little by little, I guess.

Shumai: Woof, woof ⁠♪

Kafka: …It seems like Shumai has taken a liking to you.

In case I won't be able to watch after Shumai, maybe I should leave it to Renga to take care of him~?

Renga: Really!?

No, that's not right.

I'm a busy person, so I have to refuse to take care of the dog!

But, if! If you're unable to rely on someone at all, then… I'll at least let it take it on a walk.

Kafka: Hehe, how reliable. I’ll leave it to you, Renga.

—End of Part 2

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(I'm still learning jp so please take this tl with a grain of salt!!)

Location: HAMA House–2nd Floor Hallway

yay

Renga: *Sigh*…

(Living with people that I don't know so suddenly, is this really gonna go well? Thinking about it… I really still can't get used to it.)

(... This “Dismembering Tiger” that my room is called, I'm having a weird feeling about this…)

Location: HAMA House–Tiger Room

yay

Shumai: Woof~⁠♪

Renga: What the!?

(A sudden roll over!? What a defenseless pose to do!)

Shumai: Woof?

Renga: (Don't look at me with those round and cute eyes of yours!! Speaking of which, the fluffy thing that's on top of the fluffiness…)

Kafka: …

Renga: …Hey Kafka, um, about that dog's… Uh, the one that's underneath the dog is laying on…

Kafka: Ehehe. It's because Shuumai is also our roommate.

I was worried about whether or not Shumai would be able to relax, so I thought of buying a bamboo steamer cushion. Isn't it great?

This is Shumai’s new place, y'know~? There, there.

Shumai: Woof woof! Woof…~

Renga: (Ah damn it, with Kafka patting, the dog is looking so happy! Now the dog's wagging its little tail!)

(It's doing a stretch… is it trying to smell itself? Ah, it's fond of the softness of the cushion that it's stomping its feet on it next!?)

(It's so cute.)

(A video… No, at least taking a picture would be…)

(Damn it, as if I could say that!!)

Ten: Ah, you're here.

Hey Prez, the Chief is calling for you downstairs. They have something they want to ask you apparently.

Kafka: Got it. I'll be there soon.

Let's go together and listen to what they have to say, Shumai.

Shumai: Woof, woof!

Renga: …u, ...u,~~~~u!!

Ten: …You're looking really eager. Guess I'll just let you do your thing and quietly leave.

—End of Part 1

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