Chapter 3 Part1 (1/2)

I have a temptation to make this a like ROTH did, if you read that.

Also, chapter 3 has 7.3k characters instead of the normal 5k.

Anyways, here’s chapter 3 part 1.

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I slept soundly. The next morning, when I woke up, I wasn’t tired at all! As expected of an elementary schooler, amazing resilience. Back in my old life, I was always tired after sleeping even if I slept for a long time. Aging is painful.

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Then, I ran on the room runner (1) for twenty minutes, and I took a shower afterwards to wash off the sweat. When I entered the living room, a breakfast of toast, scrambled eggs, and a soup that was full of veggies was waiting for me. The menu changes weekly from this to a j.a.panese-style breakfast with rice, miso soup, and grilled fish. My father likes Western breakfasts, and I like j.a.panese breakfasts, so that’s why the menus rotate.

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And then, after having a delicious breakfast, I promised my mother not to overwork and not to increase my workload. And, s.h.i.+nosaki-san seemed to be in contact with my mother, so I was sentenced to stay at home and not go to all those lessons.

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I can’t help it, I guess I’ll take it slowly today. But, if I don’t do something, my inner heart isn’t peaceful. I guess it’s a symptom of being a workaholic.

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“I, thy master, tell thee to know of the people in the meeting. We’re leaving Edo, and sending twenty villagers up…”

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After my morning stretches, I’ll read aloud. It seems that the lines that I practice with originate from a Kabuki (2) play, but I was taught in my child actor lesson that it was these lines are the best to practice with. Not only child actors, but people who want to become announcers and voice actors use these lines too. Since I was using these lines for seven years already, I could recite them smoothly and clearly.

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I stole a sideways glance at my mother, who is surprised at what I said. She doesn’t say anything, so it’s safe. It can’t be helped because I need to practice.

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“Ai, zai mashtaa, ch.e.l.l zee tsu noo av za pe-pe-pe… pelope? Dwendy biragaz ap…”

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That’s my younger brother, Kazuki, (3) who is five years old and is trying to recite the lines by mimicking me. Just watching him trying to say the lines makes me smile.

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“Kazu-kun, you’re able to say more and more. Amazing, right?”

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“Ehehe, onee-chan, I rav you.”

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“Onee-chan too, Kazu-kun, I love you!”

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Kuu! Cute!! I want to protect this smile.

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In the future, when my little brother works for a black company and wants to quit, I’ll take care of him. Savings for that purpose are also acc.u.mulated in a separate bank account. When Kazuki is placed on my knee, I stroke his silky hair. There’s a gentle smell unique to young children.

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My younger brother is similar to my mother; if he dresses like a female, he’s cute enough to be mistaken for a girl. In fact, my mother used to dress me up too. I was cute. Though, I started to dislike it when I became five, but, recently, I’ve been doing it myself.

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I regret that I only have time to touch my little brother in the morning. My little brother is usually sleeping when I get home, but, since I have time, today, I’ll play with him in the afternoon.

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I smelled my little brother once more, and, then, it was time to go to school. Too bad I couldn’t be with my little brother anymore. The school was a short walk from my mansion, so my father walked with me to school. Walking hand in hand with my father, it was embarra.s.sing, yet my father kept doing it even when my face looked like I saw the end of the world.

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I think I’ll have the same expression if my little brother refused to hold hands. I don’t have a father complex, nor do I want to be too greedy, so, even as an adolescent, I won’t say things like, “Don’t wash his clothes with mine,” or, “Change the bathing water after father was in there.”

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My father said to me, “Recently, Nanami-chan has been trying too hard, and your mother’s worried.”

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“Jeez, mother already told me that.”

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“Father is also worried. Well, it’s a good thing to do what you want to do, but you’re still a child, so don’t do so much,” he replied.

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My father said that, and he put his big hand on my head. I’d like him to stop because the hair I set was disturbed, but his hand is warm and it doesn’t feel bad.

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My dad is a gorilla to say the least. He’s 190 cm, (4) and he’s the wrestler type. He’s a ikemen (5) gorilla that would look good with a banana. Mother said that he used to be macho, but, after getting married, he became a gorilla.

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But, he’s a salaryman gorilla with some fat around the muscle. He’s working out to get rid of the fat, though.

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On the other hand, my mother is smaller than average. She doesn’t look like a mother of two because she’s pretty slender. It seems that father was a childhood friend of mother with the same age. They seem to agree on parent-child matters, or it only looks like that because I’ve only seen the good sides and not the bad.

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When we saw at the school gate, we parted. The main gate of the main part of Sakuranagi Academy, the school that I entered a year or so ago, gave out the feeling that it had history to it. In front of the gate, a slow-moving rotary was spread out. When one of the black high-cla.s.s cars stop, one of the rich girls, dressed in a high school uniform, they said, “How are you doing on this fine morning?” (6) to another, and walked to school while talking with other rich girls.

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“How are you doing on this fine morning?” huh. I’ve only seen people say that in manga and dramas. …I once said that as an ojou-sama in a drama before, but it was really weird to say. This world is too different from a public elementary school, and I’m still getting used to it.

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“Nanami-chan, good morning.” (7)

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“Ah, Sayuri-chan, morning—”