I Just Hope to Spend a Leisurely Life in the Second Dimension

everything is perfect

otherwise.

I once made a mistake.

That is a "mistake" that is absolutely not allowed and should never be committed!

The mother who was bedridden due to illness showed an angry face and shed tears of disappointment and unfamiliarity.

The sad face of the younger sister who was withdrawn due to being hurt.

...I will never forget!

Even now, when I'm doing other things, I sometimes get a trance and think about that time.

At that time, the mother's humble side face, the sister's crying tears, the shopkeeper's generous smile, and the cold ground.

Trembling fingertips, body, heart gradually plunged into darkness.

I am a single-parent family. I have no memory of my father since I was sensible. Maybe I have, but I may have forgotten it. Because of the time difference, my father was still there when I was one or two years old.

The reason why I know my father's face now is from the black and white photos.

My mother pulled us up alone, yes, it was us, and I have a sister who is two years younger than me.

It is certain that the family is not rich, but I have never felt unlucky. It is very hard for a mother who raises two daughters alone, and I know it.

So I have been thinking, after graduating from middle school in my country, I should go to work.

Because high school is not compulsory education, it will cost a lot of money to go to school.

Going to work can reduce the burden on my mother, and can also be a backing for my sister who is two years younger than me, making her life happier in the future!

That time I excitedly talked with my mother about my own life plan, and the result was obvious.

My mother reprimanded me severely.

As an older sister, I hope my younger sister is better, there is nothing wrong with it.

But as a mother, she hopes that both daughters will be happy, and it is the same reason.

Therefore, I could only study desperately, because my mother threatened me that if I had such thoughts again, I would not recognize me as a daughter.

At home that night, looking at my mother's face under the dim light, I unapologetically delayed my mother's work, causing her to work overtime until three or four in the morning to finish a pile of weaving.

That can't be helped. After all, the daughter is crying. As a mother, it's normal to coax her, right?

There is no way, the "stubborn" mother disagrees with my ideas, so I have to study hard. In addition to responding to my mother in this way, it is also because of the excellent student system.

Tuition rebates, scholarships, stationery bags from quiz wins, everything to ease the burden on mother a little.When bringing these things to my mother, my mother can't help smiling.

I like my mother's smile very much, she will wrinkle when she smiles, and then I will laugh and say, "Mom is not as young as me, I am much prettier than my mother!" My mother usually rubs my head and compliments me I said, "Yes, my daughter is smart and cute!".

Those days were very hard, but it was just hard, at least, very happy.

Until the summer of the third grade in our country, my mother fell down.

Because of working a lot every day, in order to raise us, I fell down.

Suddenly, but as it should.

Mother was admitted to the hospital.

Fortunately, it's not a terminal illness, it's just because of weakness and overwork, but without ten and a half months of rest, it won't get better.

But... my sister's birthday is coming up.

My younger sister is also very sensible. Before, she never asked my mother or me for any gifts.

My younger sister is only a first-year junior high school student. She is obviously at an age where she should be pampered, but she has been patient.

Enduring not buying the clothes you want, enduring not going out with classmates, enduring going shopping with bad friends, enduring enduring, enduring all the time.

This is the kind of younger sister who has what she wants for the first time.

It was a hairpin that was popular last year, and it was the same hair clip worn by the artist my sister had always liked.

I think that the reason why my mother was hospitalized at that time may be because she wanted to buy a birthday present for my sister.

But I was hospitalized... There must be no presents...

Chapter 413 Ichinose Hoonami's Autobiography (End)

I can still remember the faces of my mother lying on the hospital bed crying and apologizing, and my sister complaining, crying for the long-awaited hairpin.

I didn't blame her, after all, that was the only time she was willful, the only gift she wanted.

As a sister, I want to get back my sister's smile no matter what!So, after school on my sister's birthday, I went to the department store.

My thoughts were dark then.

I keep telling myself, it’s only this time, it’s nothing to do something bad for my sister, right? There are too many people doing bad things in this world...

...this is to mask nervousness and uneasiness.

Because I kept saying to myself, in the end, I really thought that my behavior like this should not be blamed, it should be an allowed behavior.

I willfully made an untenable explanation. I went to steal the hairpin my sister wanted. If I bought it normally, it would cost more than 1 yen...