It’s almost Oniisama’s coming of age ceremony.
I actually wanted to buy him a necktie he could use for the ceremony, but Oniisama got an entire suit set from a British tailor, so I didn’t have the composure to say anything.
I don’t really know what sort of ties are stylish and stuff. And for some reason my eyes keep going to the really striking patterns.
Oniisama is the heir of the Kisshouin family so for the ceremony he’s going to greet lots of people and see lots of people! If everybody there started laughing at it, it would be the worst!
Anyway, I went with Oniisama to a store to pick them out, but there were too many interesting designs so I didn’t know which to pick!
They ranged from your normal innocuous gemstone cufflinks to vehicle and animal motifs, and even mascots designs.
Vehicles might be good, but I’m not really into them. Ah-, the ones with star and snow crystals sure are cute. A broken heart is unlucky! Maybe animals after all? Uwah, reptiles are a bit…
This should tell Oniisama that I want him to take me again.
I do think they were a little childish, but Oniisama said they were fine, and cufflinks aren’t all that obvious anyway, so I guess it’s fine, right?
Also you can get order-made cufflinks too, so maybe I’ll get them to make some Tarow the Taro ones and give them to Oniisama. …He’s definitely not going to use them.
After Oniisama’s coming of age ceremony, he’s going to be attending classes while learning about the Kisshouin businesses on the side. Apparently he’s going to follow around Otousama’s secretary and learn all sorts of things.
For a child like me, all I can really do is steadily brainwash him onto the path of righteousness. Oniisama is my only hope.
“Oniisama. You will be helping Otousama with his work from now on, will you not? If Otousama does anything bad, please, you must correct him, okay? But please do not publicly denounce him either. Just gently. Okay?”
When we finished shopping, we went to a café where I implored Oniisama to deal with him.
Oniisama made a slightly troubled expression, and asked me,
“Reika, ever since you were a child, you’ll occasionally say things like that, huh. You keep talking like you’re sure Dad is doing something bad. I feel a little sorry for him. A dad whose cute daughter doesn’t trust him at all.”
He did that in the manga.
But just because he’s a good father, and a good husband, doesn’t mean that he’s a good person.
There are plenty of people who turn into criminals for their families.
“Oh right! The stocks! Oniisama, you must make sure that people do not buy up our stocks and take over the company!”
“…What’s influenced you this time?”
“Rather than influence… I suppose you could call it precognition?”
“I see. That’s amazing.”
Mu, he isn’t believing me at all. But it’s true, okay!
Because even if we make an enemy out of the Kaburagis, as long as Otousama isn’t doing anything wrong, we’ll be safe for a while.
“Anyway, Oniisama! I beg you! Please gently, and secretly deal with his crimes.”
“Hahh, I get it already.”
It’s all on you, Oniisama. As for me, I should strengthen my brainwashing.
Term three began, and the third years are almost graduating. My first love, Tomoe-senpai, is graduating as well. Having said that though, he’s just going to enter the high school section. Still, that means we won’t be seeing each other in the same school building anymore, huh.
I never give chocolates to anybody but Oniisama and Otousama, so I don’t really want to learn though. I don’t plan on giving Tomoe-senpai chocolates either, after all.
But Sakura-chan was being persistent about it, so I gave in, and made plans to go with her to chocolate brownie lessons at a famous pâtisserie.
“Hey-! Measure the grams properly!”
“Eh-, I did measure them, you know?”
Each time I didn’t use the spoons or measuring cups, Sakura-chan would scold me, so it was a little annoying.
Ah-, I spilled a little cocoa powder. Well whatever.
“Ehh? But it was just a littleee.”
Sakura-chan’s eyes are scary when she gets mad…
Anyway, I tried the brownies a little once they were done, but they were really yummy. As expected of lessons from this pâtisserie! These are probably the best things I’ve ever made.
But apparently Sakura-chan was dissatisfied.
“I was an idiot for inviting you, Reika. To think that it would be this bad…”
“Eh? What is?”
After Sakura-chan compared the brownies we made together with the one the teacher made, she sighed.
Of course you wouldn’t think it’s tasty after comparing it to a pro’s. Sakura-chan, aren’t your ideals set a bit too high?
“You know, Reika, measurements are everything in sweets. You have to measure everything properly. Could it be that all your handmade chocolates so far were made sloppily like today’s?”
“I wasn’t being sloppy. I measured everything.”
“But when it said one teaspoon for example, you didn’t flatten the surface. You just scooped and dunked.”
“Well, I guess?”
But it’s fine. It was more or less measured.
“Reika, I won’t say anything cruel. For the sake of your future, attend cooking class.”
When I got home and gave the brownies to Oniisama and Otousama, I got more praise than ever before.
But if they praise me this much, I’m starting to actually want to take lessons.
Both Oniisama and Otousama supported the cooking class idea as well, so maybe I’ll think about it.
Sakura-chan, you know, I think it’d be better if you were a little more relaxed in life.