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Isekai shoukan: Chat 1 Kaede Mochizuki first part

 

 

Childhood volume  

 

 

Author note: Because there is no influence to the main story even if you didn't read this chat, therefore I recommend to skip this for those who don't like small talk( `・ω・´) Written in Kaede's viewpoint

 

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I was a very common girl. Exercise isn’t my strong point and I’m not a genius either, I'm practically just a nobody. I´m a common and ordinary girl with not talent or whatsoever.

 

I was such a girl who can be found anywhere if they looked around.

 

When I was small, I was shy. Because I had such a character, I couldn't speak to girls not to mention to the boys of my age, so there was no one who I could hug or call a friend.

 

That shy me started to depend on that child.

 

―――― That child was Saginomiya Iori, my childhood friend.

 

My mother and Iori's mother were an acquaintance and our houses were close. That's how I meet a boy who was a year younger than me.

 

At first, it was scary. Though I wasn't able to talk with a girl directly, I couldn't talk with a boy either. Anyway, my timid attitude would become hated by this child right? 

 

I met Iori for the first time while thinking of such a thing...... no, my mother who was unable to overlook me about being alone introduced me by force.

 

This boy has the same atmosphere as me as I checked so far. However, it’s not like I was charmed by him at first sight, no, not at all.

 

This boy's face was more beautiful than any boy that I have seen so far. This is what I thought of Iori. 

 

My first utterance which I said to my Iori who held such impression was that I wanted to go home quickly. My mother who wanted to meet her close friend today heard that I said that I wanted to go home in the next moment when they met each other after they made an appointment. Iori's impression of me would be worst right?

 

My mother and Iori's mother heard my words and both smiled wryly and even when my words were heard, my mother didn't return home and I just played with Iori.

 

Iori spoke to me without getting tired of me who hardly began to talk many times. Because I didn't saw my face in the mirror, I wasn't able to know it, but I thought that I probably made a sullen face.

 

Shall we do that? Shall we do this? Iori invited me many times while smiling all the time.

 

Frankly speaking, it was weird. When a girl or a boy who have spoken to me so far sees my attitude that I always show to Iori, they would leave and go somewhere else so I started to play alone.

 

However, on the other hand, Iori paid attention to me without getting tired while smiling all the time. All of the acts that Iori made were strange to me.

 

――――― I was very gloomy.

 

Contrary to my feelings, it made my mother very happy. It might be because I, who was always alone was now playing happily with Iori.

 

My mother who misunderstood it and let me meet Iori almost every day. And I met Iori almost every day and we talked and played various games.

 

My mother, who misunderstood it would let me visit Iori house almost every day. We talk all the time and played various games together.

 

I, who had a shy character, was often alone and made my mother worry about me all the time. Therefore, when my mother saw me with a joyful smile some of her worries fade away and bought a smile to her face. After that, I didn't reject meeting with Iori anymore.

 

Such days continued for more than two years.

 

I wondered when it was, that I haven’t thought that Iori wasn't gloomy anymore. When did I stop thinking that he's weird? When did I cease to make a sullen face in front of Iori and when was it that I laughed way more often than looking sad?

 

I´m a year older than Iori and I sometimes try to act as his elder sister and spend a harmonious time with Iori. Before I've realized it.

 

Time passed―――

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