Gimai Seikatsu's
The End Chapter 7
Dining table covered with white cloth. The morning sunlight shining in front of the window drew a circle under the plate. On the plate was a full moon-shaped egg, dedicated to my father, Ayase-san, and…
“Be careful with your hands.”
Hearing Ayase-san's words, I let go of the hand that was busy wiping the table.
“This is your part, Asamura-kun.” He said, and placed the plate in front of me.
This blue plate contains an omelet rolled on it. When I stabbed one with my chopsticks, the omelet rolled to the side, making it easier to eat.
“What is this... Japanese style rolled omelet?”
“You seem to enjoy it. Since it's Saturday, I can also make the most of my time. But don't expect anything. ” Ayase-san, looking a little blushed.
“I'm still happy, thanks.”
“Created food Saki-chan. Suitably. Hey, Yuuta ~ Give me a little, okay ~ ” said my father, but Ayase-san interrupts.
“Not good to be jealous about that, really.”
“No, no, no, it looks good, so come on for a little, Yuuta ~”
Because she was so enthusiastic about her stepdaughter's cooking, I pushed some of my omelettes onto her plate. Wasn't the omelet in front of him also the exact same food?
“Huwaamm ... Oh, everyone is up.”
Hearing a sleepy voice that I had never heard before, I turned to look. Akiko-san put on a dress on her nightgown, rubbing her sleepy eyes. He apparently had not been able to style his hair, because some strands of hair were still rolled. It gives Akiko-san a more relaxed feeling towards her, and I would even call it gentle.
“What time is it.” He turned his head towards the clock inside the dining room, then his eyes opened. “Eh, impossible..”.
Because it was Saturday, we had breakfast a little more than usual. My father doesn't need to rush to work, and school is on holiday for Ayase-san and me. Of course, this also takes into consideration Akiko-san, who always comes home late in the morning, very sleep deprived.
“You can sleep again, Akiko-san. You were home late yesterday, right? ”
“Taichi-kun.. Ah, Saki-chan, forgive me for letting you do everything yourself.”.
“It's okay. More importantly, Mah ... your current appearance, it's too stimulating for Asamura-kun, and consider the feelings of stepfather.”
“Eh ..” His gaze went to his own appearance, and he screamed.
Soon after, he ran into the bedroom again.
“A-Akiko-san! Wait a minute, I need to talk about something! ” My father chased him.
“Until shouting so loudly, base.”
“Hahs. Looks like he finally took off his guise.”
“Really?”
“Then again, he deserves credit for successfully doing it that long.”
Can I really agree 'Yes ‘right?' nonchalantly?
“Only in order not to lose his honor here, he only became careless after waking up.”
So yeah. Well, I'm not the best one to wake up in the morning.
“Maybe thanks to the shade curtain.”
“Maybe.”
Yesterday, we finally got the shade curtain from the inter-packer. Not only is it good at protecting from incoming sunlight, but it also blocks sounds from the outside, it seems, and they have insulation capabilities on top of that. It makes summer cool and winter warm. Thanks to that, Akiko-san should be able to sleep more. My father was immediately at the forefront of trying to get it, saying 'If it protects Akiko-san's health, then there's nothing too expensive'.
Ker-chunk, two slices of toast came out from the oven toaster, as Ayase-san turned towards her, and placed them on the plate.
“Tell me if you ask to add.”
“No, this is more than enough.” I-i refused.
Looks like today we're going to eat bread instead of rice. Ayase-san put two more pieces inside, which should have been perfectly finished by the time my father returned.
“Making omelet rolls and toast is a strange combination.”
“It's not at all strange, Ayase-san.”
Add more salad to your plate and soup, and you'll get the perfect breakfast. There is no miso soup. But, I think he put it in a Japanese-style omelette roll.
“Ohh, yummy.”
“I don't exaggerate. Akiko-san's make is delicious, but your cooking is not inferior at all. ”
“Really?”
“Ya.”
“Yeah, I guess I'll make it again later.”
“When you have time.”
“Even if I have time.”
We said it almost simultaneously, leaving the two of us in an awkward silence. We then continued to eat breakfast. My dad was a long time ago, we'll be done when he gets back.
“I think it's been one week.”
“Hm?”
“You said it before, right? Since you came on Sunday, tomorrow will be the first week you spend with us here. ”
“Continue? Celebrate it because it's been a week? ”
“To be honest... it doesn't sound too bad.”.
“Serious?”
Since Ayase-san looked at me with the expression 'What are you talking about?', I laughed.
“Once my father finds out, he will definitely bring it up.”
“I guess .....so?”
“He always liked that kind of thing. But, we might be better off leaving them both to it. ”
Since the two of them had been married before, according to their logic, they had not planned any ceremony, nor any honeymoon.
“Ah, sounds good.”
“Iya ,’kan?”
“What are you talking about, Saki-chan, Yuuta?”
Right at that moment, the two people who were talked about started to return.
“Nothing, don't mind us.”
I will tell him to invite Akiko-san over for dinner later. At the same time, Ayase-san placed two slices of toast on the plate, and placed them in front of my father.
“Saki, I—”
“One piece, I know.” Ayase-san told Akiko-san.
He put two more slices of toast into the toaster. I think the last piece must be for him. With reciprocity, the parts he gives will always be bigger, and he will always get everything lasting. So, even with these little details…
“One piece for you too, Ayase-san?”
“Can't eat that much in the morning.”
“I'll try to remember it.”
“Still.”
Adjusting to each other is important.
“You two are very harmonious once.”
“They are like siblings only.”
“I'm so happy to see it ~”
Akiko-san and my father both smiled at our closeness. I'm glad to hear it when it looks like it. It all almost became a disaster last night.
After we finished breakfast, the sun shone brightly outside the window. White clouds drifted across the expanse of blue sky, telling you again that summer was imminent. The air temperature also rose, although it was not enough to turn on the AC, so I opened the window.
These few sunny days happen in the middle of the rainy season. The wind came from the open window carrying a comfortable breeze against the four of us, filling the room with a natural scent.
