Tannin Wo Yosetsukenai Buaisouna Joshi Ni Sekkyou Shitara,

Chapter 5 volume 10

My father woke up around 1pm.

I was hungry again. So, I made ramen for three people. It's fresh noodles, so it tastes better than instant ramen. I boiled it with vegetables for about two minutes.

"Don't add any sprouts."

That's what my dad said, but I ignored it and put bean sprouts, cabbage, and boiled eggs into the bowl.

"Taoge and ramen can't be mixed."

"They usually go well with ramen."

According to my father, ramen and bean sprouts have the same characteristics: they are both long and thin. But they have very different textures, so when you eat them, they take away the goodness from each other.

"They just don't go together."

As a last resort, he tried to eat bean sprouts and noodles separately. That's why he eats so slowly. He scoops the noodles with his chopsticks and moves them up and down to remove the bean sprouts whenever they stick to his plate.

"It's fine. If you don't eat fast, noodles will stretch."

"It's okay. I'm fine with this. "

He keeps eating. Meanwhile, Sayaka has finished all her ramen. After sipping the soup a few times, he brought the dishes to the sink.

"Thank you for the food."

He brushed his teeth and climbed upstairs. I finished eating soon after, but my father hadn't even spent half of it yet.

'Taoge, beanie ......"

"How much do you hate it?"

I washed the bowl for me and Sayaka and wiped it with a towel, yet she still continued to separate the sprouts from the noodles. If this is the case, I shouldn't have added the bean sprouts. To be honest, I also felt sorry for my father, who leaned over and moved his chopsticks.

When I returned to the living room after brushing my teeth, she finally finished eating. I immediately collected the bowl, washed it, and put it back in the closet.

"For God's sake, please don't put the sprouts there."

He told me while cleaning the space between my teeth with his fingers. I thought it was dirty but replied that I understood.

My dad turned on the TV. The lunch program has just begun.

"Bring your teeth later, Dad"

Sure, replied my father. He will not have cavities, but sometimes he neglects to brush his teeth after eating.

I went back upstairs and went into my room.

I remember the story of Yamazaki.

(I often see them making a fuss at the bottom of the river. Probably gathered around 8 p.m.)

The place he told me about was off the main road. Yamazaki doesn't know what they're doing. He said that they might smoke or drink the alcohol they bought with the money they robbed.

There are usually about six or seven of them hanging out. That's close to the number of people that got us into trouble at the arcade. It was probably the same group of people who were always gathering. If they have repeatedly robbed people in schools and arcade games, it is not surprising that they have been arrested before.

In the end, he didn't tell me what their names were. However, I felt that there was nothing that could be done even if I heard it. I don't really want to get involved with them anyway. Once I'm done with this, I want to make sure that we don't have to talk anymore.

My first priority is to ensure Sayaka's safety. I had to do something to prevent them from getting revenge.

To some extent, I have a strong idea of what to do.

The bottom of the river I told you to leave was about a half-hour walk from here. That's a very long distance. It was also far from the station, so no one would stop by unless something went wrong.

Maybe, if I made a little noise, nothing would be said.

I sowed this seed myself. I have to make it myself.

I try to wear clothes that I don't mind getting dirty. I often wear casual shirts and jeans, but today I need to use something else. One by one, I took out the clothes I had put on the back.

And then I found it.

It was something I used to wear when I was a delinquent. It was black with luxurious decorations. It had a hood, so if I wore it, people wouldn't be able to see my face that much. Also, I don't care if it gets dirty or torn right now. I am not attached to this dress at all.

It should be fine.

I thought I would never wear it again. I wonder why I haven't thrown it away. Is it because I think that one day this will come? Or because I thought I shouldn't throw it away as proof of my previous sins?

I closed my eyes. I used to wear this dress and spent all my time fighting. Gradually, I became feared just for wearing it. I feel good about that. It makes me feel like I'm special.

Now, I feel like it's a stupid idea.

I don't know what I'm doing. I mistakenly thought that the stronger I fought, the more satisfied I was. I was under the false delusion that a bright future awaited me as I pushed forward.

I opened my eyes.

But it's different now. I can see what I have to do. I know there are things I need to do.

At night, I will start moving.

I wonder what's going to happen tonight. I can't even imagine it.

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