Chapter 115 - Honest Feelings (1/2)

Honest Feelings

“…Saa-chan seems to be working hard.”

It was after school during our club time. Kanata was speaking about someone whose designated seat currently remained empty.

People who were in classes that needed to prepare something, probably stayed behind to help. Those who had clubs, did exactly that. So, most people were free after school to do what they needed to do.

“She’s playing ghost, right?”

I had the option of choosing to help out for my class as well, but there wasn’t much for me to do anyways. As such, I was sitting here like this, talking with Kanata in the home economics room. As usual, Kanata was focused on staring at the portable console screen displaying the game that she was playing.

“… Seiji-kun, on the day of the cultural festival, can you go and visit her?”

“Eh? Well, that’s fine I guess…”

“… She probably made it seem like she didn’t want you to, but there’s probably some part of her that wants you to see.”

“That’s why she’s working hard?”

Kanata nodded.

I do believe it’s a little weird that someone playing a ghost role wants to be seen though.

“Kanata, do you like games?”

“… That’s a foolish question.”

Well, as I expected. She’s playing games right at this moment after all.

“In the future, the current cell phone evolves, and ends up holding specs like that of a portable console…”

“… What are you talking about?”

“About the future of games. You can play games on your cell phone just like how you play on portable consoles.”

“… That’s just a what if, right?”

It’s in our era though.

“… If you’re talking about mobile games, there are some right now, but you’re talking about more than just that?”

“It’s just a possibility… but if there were those types of games, wouldn’t it be interesting to make them?”

“…”

She stared at me like a cautious stray cat, before returning her gaze to her hands.

“… It… might… be interesting…”

I heard a bit from Sana. About Kanata’s future path. It seems she was aiming for a vocational school, that focused game programming, graphics, and other subjects of the sort. She doesn’t know what specific subject she wants to pursue yet though.

Before, I was told that interests and work are different, and I felt that it was definitely true, but I think that’s only the case if you actually take the time to think about it.

“Sorry for making you wait~”

With a relaxed voice, Hiiragi-chan came in.

“There’s a lot of ingredients, so let’s go out shopping in my car.”

Sana was the one who wanted the home economics club to make curry, but she seems to be busy, so it ended up being us doing the work. We can’t just push all the work onto Hiiragi-chan after all.

“It might get pretty late, so I’ll probably send you guys directly home afterwards, okay?”

Since that was the case, Kanata and I gathered up our belongings, and exited from the entrance. Soon after, Hiiragi-chan brought the car around for us.

I was about to sit in the passenger seat when Kanata sat down in it. Well, it can’t be helped I guess. I climbed into the back seat.

“… This passenger seat…”

“Ii-san, what is it?”

“… Sensei, do you have a boyfriend?”

“!?”

Hiiragi-chan, you’re too nervous.

“No—I—don’t”

Your eyes are spinning. Are you okay?

“…Really? The passenger seat… I just thought the seat was positioned quite far back. I was thinking that a person probably a height of about 170 to 180 cm, would be sitting here.”

Are you a detective of some sort!? I’m 175 cm. You’re correct, congratulations.

“I-it could be that my father was sitting there?”

“…Ah, I see.”

There were no questions after that, and Hiiragi-chan and I both patted our chest in relief.

We were shopping for ingredients, but it was quite a large amount. There’s no way we could get it at the supermarket… What are we planning on doing?

“There’s a farmer that sells a lot of potatoes and onions. The carrots are sold by a different farmer. We’ll be buying them there.”

It’s like she’s managing a real store. According to Hiiragi-chan, it was cheaper to buy there, compared to the supermarket.

The curry would be limited to 200 servings a day, and it’s for the two weekend days of the school festival. On Hiiragi-chan’s notes, the amount of potatoes, onions, and carrots weren’t written by count, but rather in weight by the kilograms…. If we’re selling Hiiragi-chan’s handmade products, they could probably be sold at twice the price.

We arrived at the first farmer’s house about twenty minutes later and made our greetings.

“Aaah, it’s all been prepared.”