stomach now, or if it was starting to hurt, it was weird that his eating pace still hadn’t slowed down.
“Then, how about this? Something related to ‘LightningDancer,’ too—no, wait!! I’m sorry, lower your fist!!”
I silenced Tateyama-sensei with intimidation, who kept on saying unnecessary things. It would soon be 8:00 PM, but since tomorrow was a day-off, we still had plenty of time.
“A handle name is something you come up with your own, so just back off, both of you. It’s embarrassing ….”
Before Haruka ate them all, I took some of the chili shrimp onto my own plate and answered their harassing questions while complaining.
“Maybe I should think of something, too! Since my name’s ‘Kokonose Haruka’ …. Something like ‘Konoha’!”
“Yeah, yeah, isn’t that good enough? Nice to meet you, Konoha-kun.”
I replied half-heartedly just to shut him up, but Haruka was happier than I expected, and was strangely fired up, “Ohhh! As I thought, this is pretty good ….! I’ll go with this next time!”
*
—And that’s how it had come to this.
“B-but it’s not fair that you’re playing so much!! Getting better all on your own … Even though I really want to play right now!”
“That’s your own fault, Takane~ I finished all my work already, after all. Once you’re finished, we can play together, so work hard, okay?”
It was obvious to anyone that what Haruka said was reasonable, but I could only make excuses like a little kid, going, “But …” “Oh, come on ….”
And also, I realized anew the difference between me, who had bad grades because of laziness, and Haruka, who wouldn’t need summer courses since he actually focused on his studies.
That’s right, Haruka hadn’t come to summer courses because of bad grades. Judging by the speed that he solved problems, just that alone probably made him the top in the class.
His behavior in class was, of course, excellent, and he didn’t need any kind of guidance. However, where Haruka was lacking in were the very important “attendance days.”
In December of last year, Tateyama-sensei and I have been invited to the Christmas party that Haruka had planned all on his own.
Since it was also his birthday, I remember going out of my way to buy a present to surprise him.
With my meager allowance, I did my best to save up enough money, and although it was heartbreaking to use up the savings I’d finally managed to build up, I somehow cheered up by imagining how happy Haruka would be to receive my present.
—But, on the day of the party, Haruka had an attack and collapsed.
Fortunately, because he’d been rushed to the hospital right away, it hadn’t been too serious.
At that time, Tateyama-sensei and I had been in the middle of rushing to make about five serving’s worth of food, but even so, Haruka became hospitalized from that day on.
He was discharged after a week, at the end of winter break, and was well enough to come to school afterwards, but a month later, he had another attack.
This time, his condition wasn’t getting better, and he couldn’t leave the ward for about a month.
But rather than worrying about his own health, Haruka worried about the online game he’d been addicted to at the time and kept saying to me, “Once I get out, I have to get practicing.”
After that, the two of us were able to advance to the next grade level, but Haruka’s health weakened, and even when it wasn’t so bad that he had to be hospitalized, he was often absent from class.
And so, currently, he was making up for his insufficient attendance by taking summer courses.
Haruka didn’t complain, and instead said, “If I’m taking them with Takane, it’s actually fun,” but I wondered how he really felt.
—I … couldn’t understand him very well.
“Ah, there’s a new weapon! Is it because the tournament’s coming up? Hmm, ‘wonder if I should buy it~ ….”
Haruka
“Then, how about this? Something related to ‘LightningDancer,’ too—no, wait!! I’m sorry, lower your fist!!”
I silenced Tateyama-sensei with intimidation, who kept on saying unnecessary things. It would soon be 8:00 PM, but since tomorrow was a day-off, we still had plenty of time.
“A handle name is something you come up with your own, so just back off, both of you. It’s embarrassing ….”
Before Haruka ate them all, I took some of the chili shrimp onto my own plate and answered their harassing questions while complaining.
“Maybe I should think of something, too! Since my name’s ‘Kokonose Haruka’ …. Something like ‘Konoha’!”
“Yeah, yeah, isn’t that good enough? Nice to meet you, Konoha-kun.”
I replied half-heartedly just to shut him up, but Haruka was happier than I expected, and was strangely fired up, “Ohhh! As I thought, this is pretty good ….! I’ll go with this next time!”
*
—And that’s how it had come to this.
“B-but it’s not fair that you’re playing so much!! Getting better all on your own … Even though I really want to play right now!”
“That’s your own fault, Takane~ I finished all my work already, after all. Once you’re finished, we can play together, so work hard, okay?”
It was obvious to anyone that what Haruka said was reasonable, but I could only make excuses like a little kid, going, “But …” “Oh, come on ….”
And also, I realized anew the difference between me, who had bad grades because of laziness, and Haruka, who wouldn’t need summer courses since he actually focused on his studies.
That’s right, Haruka hadn’t come to summer courses because of bad grades. Judging by the speed that he solved problems, just that alone probably made him the top in the class.
His behavior in class was, of course, excellent, and he didn’t need any kind of guidance. However, where Haruka was lacking in were the very important “attendance days.”
In December of last year, Tateyama-sensei and I have been invited to the Christmas party that Haruka had planned all on his own.
Since it was also his birthday, I remember going out of my way to buy a present to surprise him.
With my meager allowance, I did my best to save up enough money, and although it was heartbreaking to use up the savings I’d finally managed to build up, I somehow cheered up by imagining how happy Haruka would be to receive my present.
—But, on the day of the party, Haruka had an attack and collapsed.
Fortunately, because he’d been rushed to the hospital right away, it hadn’t been too serious.
At that time, Tateyama-sensei and I had been in the middle of rushing to make about five serving’s worth of food, but even so, Haruka became hospitalized from that day on.
He was discharged after a week, at the end of winter break, and was well enough to come to school afterwards, but a month later, he had another attack.
This time, his condition wasn’t getting better, and he couldn’t leave the ward for about a month.
But rather than worrying about his own health, Haruka worried about the online game he’d been addicted to at the time and kept saying to me, “Once I get out, I have to get practicing.”
After that, the two of us were able to advance to the next grade level, but Haruka’s health weakened, and even when it wasn’t so bad that he had to be hospitalized, he was often absent from class.
And so, currently, he was making up for his insufficient attendance by taking summer courses.
Haruka didn’t complain, and instead said, “If I’m taking them with Takane, it’s actually fun,” but I wondered how he really felt.
—I … couldn’t understand him very well.
“Ah, there’s a new weapon! Is it because the tournament’s coming up? Hmm, ‘wonder if I should buy it~ ….”
Haruka
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