Chapter 59 - JK Idol is worried by Free Person (part 2)
"Himahara-kun! How are you?"
"Ah. I'm as usual."
Over the phone, I heard the latest update from Sakurazaki, saying that she would be able to walk properly by the end of the week. I felt relieved.
It seemed like she had been able to relax and rest at home, and she was ready to focus on her upcoming work.
Well, maybe this is the positive effect of her injury.
"I know, I've reached level 250 in the game where I made friends with Himahara-kun!"
"That's quite high, I'm still at level 20."
"Himahara-kun, you need to work harder!"
"If you keep this up, I'll hang up the phone."
"Sorry, sorry."
This is a familiar conversation. It's similar to the conversations we had when I first met Sakurazaki.
Now we can talk like this, but before, we were both trying to figure each other out...
"Himahara-kun, maybe you're feeling lonely because you can't come home with me, huh?"
"Yeah, of course, I feel lonely."
"Eh, eh? Normally, Himahara-kun would say, 'I'm not feeling lonely.'"
"That's just for show... There's nothing wrong with feeling lonely because you're not here. It's normal."
"Is that so, it makes me feel embarrassed. Ehehe..."
Hey, Sakurazaki...
Sakurazaki answered softly, "What?"
"Can I make a request?"
"A request? What is it?"
Later, on Christmas... after your work is done, even if it's just for a while, I want to meet you."
"Uhm... yes, of course! I'll try to make sure we can meet after the performance! Honestly... I really want to meet Himahara-kun on that day too."
"Thank you, Sakurazaki."
I had decided in my heart. Christmas will be the day when I'll reveal everything to Sakurazaki.
"Oh, by the way! This year, we're having a Christmas party with the family. Himahara-kun can come to my house first and have fun with my mom and dad! There's even home-cooked food by my mom."
"Huh?"
"My mom would be happy if she knew that Himahara-kun will be eating her home-cooked food, just like before."
Everything always comes with "challenges," but for me, this is something difficult, even to the extent of losing my memory.
"Yeah, yeah! I'm really looking forward to it..."
My voice gradually diminished.
The challenge for me is to get through the "harassment," whether intentional or unintentional, from Kazunari-san, and the home-cooked food made by Mitsu-san.
I had decided to face this grand challenge with respect and appropriate tension.
Translator: Janaka