Chapter 65: It’s Best to Ask Someone with Experience
“So, Yuya-kun, what is it that you want to discuss?”
With a cup of coffee after dinner, we were finally able to get down to the business of the day. It had been a long time since Harumi-san had cooked for me, but it had gotten better. That said, Harumi-san was still very bad at cooking. Of course, Harumi-san was trying her best, but she had no sense of taste and had destroyed Taka’s tongue more times than he could count.
The answer was simple: Harumi-san doesn’t taste. Since she also doesn’t use the right amount of seasoning, her food isn’t done in the right way. So, I taught her to measure properly and to taste at the end. This was the only thing that somewhat improved the situation, but enough for Taka-san to be delighted in tears.
Well, that was not the point of this quiet conversation.
“I wanted to ask Harumi-san for advice… well, I wanted to ask what you would be happy to receive as a gift for White Day.”
“For White Day? If that’s what you mean, have you ever done that before? Why are you asking this now… I get it! It’s a present for that cute high school girl you live with, the cutest girl in Japan! Isn’t that right!?”
Hey Taka-san! Did you tell Harumi-san everything by any chance!? Turning away and whistling means you did it! You talk too much, don’t you!?
“Hey, hey, Yuya-kun! How far did you come with that girl? Did you kiss her? Did you do the grown-up stuff? Or maybe it’s even s― ”
“I won’t let you say it, Harumi-san! I mean, what are you trying to say when Rika-chan is here!?”
Oh no, I forgot. They were a couple of idiots who didn’t mind kissing adult-like in front of their first-grade daughter ― something I’ve never done before. [TN: Yuya refers to French-kissing.] Fortunately for us, Rika was engrossed in her video game, and she was playing a beat-them-up game against Taka-san. Is it my imagination, or does Taka-san look like he’s in tears by being beaten helplessly?
“Back to the serious stuff, a nice present to receive… oh, yes. As with any birthday gift, I’m happy with something that can be worn. Or maybe a lipstick? I think it would kind of make her smile thinking that you thought so hard about what would look good on her.”
I see. Something that can be worn. A necklace would be a safe bet. No, I’ll save that until her birthday. Lip balm, or lipstick. Kaede’s lips are a beautiful cherry color, so what kind of color would suit her?
“Also, I think bangles would be good. [TN: A bracelet-like accessory.] Not many people wear them anymore, but I think they’re good for watches and such. It would make her feel like she’s always with you, doesn’t it?”
That was true. If it was a bracelet, you could wear it to school, and no one would say anything. Or if Kaede gave me a watch as a gift, I would look at it and touch it for no reason. So, that was a good idea.
“I think it would be a good idea to match the color of that watch with your birthday present. That’s about all the advice I can give you, but I hope it was helpful.”
“Yes! That was very helpful. I’m so glad I talked to Harumi-san! I’m going to go buy it today right away!”
I thanked Harumi-san, then picked up my bag and stood up. Rika, who had been mercilessly blowing up Taka-san’s character with her combos, seemed to notice this and hurriedly grabbed my legs.
“Yuya-onii-chan, you’re leaving already!? You’ve only just arrived! Dad is no match for me, so let’s play a game! Isn’t that right?”
“That’s right, Yuya! You come over here too! Me and Rika will beat you to a pulp!”
“No, it’s not! Rika and Yuya-onii-chan are going to beat up Dad! Please, big brother Yuya-onii-chan! Just one hour! Can you play a game with Rika for one hour?”
I don’t think it’s okay for a first grader to have eyes that can moisten and appeal to me. A large number of men will easily be defeated by these eyes. She’s truly a scary girl. And me? Of course I’ll also get defeated by them.
“All right. I promised to play with you again. Then let’s beat up your dad together!”
“Yay! I love you, Yuya-onii-chan!”
We ended up spending an hour after this. I destroyed Taka-san with Rika chan. ‘Just stop ittt!’ I felt a little sorry for Taka-san as he cried out, but it was a helpless appeal in front of Rika-chan’s happy smile.
Halfway through snack time, I decided to leave to go buy a present.
“Thank you for asking for my advice, Harumi-san. Rika-chan, let’s play again, okay?”
“Ugh… Yuya-onii-chan. You’ll come back, won’t you? Will you?”
“Yeah. I’ll be back, so don’t cry. I’ll see you then, Taka-san.”
“Grrr! Next time you come over, I’ll have trained myself to beat you to a pulp! You better be ready for that!”
“You’re not so mature anymore, Taka-san.”
I thanked everyone in the Omichi family one last time and left the house. As I left, Harumi-san smiled and said that her girlfriend should be with us, but I don’t think that was possible.
Because Kaede and Rika-chan would surely fight then.
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Chapter 65: It’s Best to Ask Someone with Experience
“So, Yuya-kun, what is it that you want to discuss?”
With a cup of coffee after dinner, we were finally able to get down to the business of the day. It had been a long time since Harumi-san had cooked for me, but it had gotten better. That said, Harumi-san was still very bad at cooking. Of course, Harumi-san was trying her best, but she had no sense of taste and had destroyed Taka’s tongue more times than he could count.
The answer was simple: Harumi-san doesn’t taste. Since she also doesn’t use the right amount of seasoning, her food isn’t done in the right way. So, I taught her to measure properly and to taste at the end. This was the only thing that somewhat improved the situation, but enough for Taka-san to be delighted in tears.
Well, that was not the point of this quiet conversation.
“I wanted to ask Harumi-san for advice… well, I wanted to ask what you would be happy to receive as a gift for White Day.”
“For White Day? If that’s what you mean, have you ever done that before? Why are you asking this now… I get it! It’s a present for that cute high school girl you live with, the cutest girl in Japan! Isn’t that right!?”
Hey Taka-san! Did you tell Harumi-san everything by any chance!? Turning away and whistling means you did it! You talk too much, don’t you!?
“Hey, hey, Yuya-kun! How far did you come with that girl? Did you kiss her? Did you do the grown-up stuff? Or maybe it’s even s― ”
“I won’t let you say it, Harumi-san! I mean, what are you trying to say when Rika-chan is here!?”
Oh no, I forgot. They were a couple of idiots who didn’t mind kissing adult-like in front of their first-grade daughter ― something I’ve never done before. [TN: Yuya refers to French-kissing.] Fortunately for us, Rika was engrossed in her video game, and she was playing a beat-them-up game against Taka-san. Is it my imagination, or does Taka-san look like he’s in tears by being beaten helplessly?
“Back to the serious stuff, a nice present to receive… oh, yes. As with any birthday gift, I’m happy with something that can be worn. Or maybe a lipstick? I think it would kind of make her smile thinking that you thought so hard about what would look good on her.”
I see. Something that can be worn. A necklace would be a safe bet. No, I’ll save that until her birthday. Lip balm, or lipstick. Kaede’s lips are a beautiful cherry color, so what kind of color would suit her?
“Also, I think bangles would be good. [TN: A bracelet-like accessory.] Not many people wear them anymore, but I think they’re good for watches and such. It would make her feel like she’s always with you, doesn’t it?”
That was true. If it was a bracelet, you could wear it to school, and no one would say anything. Or if Kaede gave me a watch as a gift, I would look at it and touch it for no reason. So, that was a good idea.
“I think it would be a good idea to match the color of that watch with your birthday present. That’s about all the advice I can give you, but I hope it was helpful.”
“Yes! That was very helpful. I’m so glad I talked to Harumi-san! I’m going to go buy it today right away!”
I thanked Harumi-san, then picked up my bag and stood up. Rika, who had been mercilessly blowing up Taka-san’s character with her combos, seemed to notice this and hurriedly grabbed my legs.
“Yuya-onii-chan, you’re leaving already!? You’ve only just arrived! Dad is no match for me, so let’s play a game! Isn’t that right?”
“That’s right, Yuya! You come over here too! Me and Rika will beat you to a pulp!”
“No, it’s not! Rika and Yuya-onii-chan are going to beat up Dad! Please, big brother Yuya-onii-chan! Just one hour! Can you play a game with Rika for one hour?”
I don’t think it’s okay for a first grader to have eyes that can moisten and appeal to me. A large number of men will easily be defeated by these eyes. She’s truly a scary girl. And me? Of course I’ll also get defeated by them.
“All right. I promised to play with you again. Then let’s beat up your dad together!”
“Yay! I love you, Yuya-onii-chan!”
We ended up spending an hour after this. I destroyed Taka-san with Rika chan. ‘Just stop ittt!’ I felt a little sorry for Taka-san as he cried out, but it was a helpless appeal in front of Rika-chan’s happy smile.
Halfway through snack time, I decided to leave to go buy a present.
“Thank you for asking for my advice, Harumi-san. Rika-chan, let’s play again, okay?”
“Ugh… Yuya-onii-chan. You’ll come back, won’t you? Will you?”
“Yeah. I’ll be back, so don’t cry. I’ll see you then, Taka-san.”
“Grrr! Next time you come over, I’ll have trained myself to beat you to a pulp! You better be ready for that!”
“You’re not so mature anymore, Taka-san.”
I thanked everyone in the Omichi family one last time and left the house. As I left, Harumi-san smiled and said that her girlfriend should be with us, but I don’t think that was possible.
Because Kaede and Rika-chan would surely fight then.
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