Ch. 56.2 - Shihou Chouko’s Discontent Pt2
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Chouko tapped open her pinned chat on Line while typing out a new message.
[Onii, my old middle school friends invited me to a karaoke mixer~]
She waited.
And waited.
Only after a while did the “unread” mark finally switch to “read.”
[Wow, I didn’t know Chouko actually had friends to hang out with! 😮] – read
[😾] – read
[Sorry, sorry! You’ve been clinging to me so much I thought after moving from Kyoto you didn’t have any friends to hang out with... 🙏] – read
This guy!
Why did she always go out of her way to message him? Didn’t he get it yet?!
That idiot! That total moron! A hopeless, emotionless brick of a man!
[So anyway? Will you come with me, Onii? ] – read
[Did they set a time?] – read
[This Friday after school!] – read
Golden Week started right after that, no way he’d be busy then, right?
Her palms were already damp with sweat as she gripped her phone tightly, heart pounding like a drum.
Then, the reply came.
[Bad timing… I’ve gotta report to cram school right after class Friday, and I’ll be stuck there all Golden Week 😅] – read
[Tch! You stupid Onii! 😾👊] – read
Enough. She’d had enough of this guy!
She’d fought tooth and nail with her family, cried in front of her mother, just to convince them to let her move to Tokyo to be near him.
And for what?!
For him to always be “busy” with club activities, hanging out with upperclassmen, and when she finally wanted to go on a date in Shinjuku or Shibuya, he was, of course, “too busy with cram school”?
Was cram school more important than her?
Was college prep more important than the childhood friend who chased him all the way here?
“Idiot Onii…”
She came all this way, he should at least take responsibility!
Still, no matter how many times he brushed her off, Chouko couldn’t bring herself to give up.
That was just how her Onii was, dense and slow as ever.
He’d always been like that since they were kids, stubborn, dull, and infuriatingly honest.
Which meant the best way to deal with him… was the same as always: