Chapter 3 (1/2)

CHAPTER 03

It was ument

Actually, perhaps the issue ith me Perhaps it was different froes based on how one perceives it

Anyway, it was a Saturday in Nove across from each other at the kitchen table

Our parents were away at the ti to eat the fried rice my sister had made for lunch with a spoon To be more exact, it was a ceraood Tasty,” I said

First I expressed ratitude It was only natural for a person

“Really? Thank you,” my sister said

Then I ular spoon?”

“Why?”

My sister looked at aze I think she still held some sort of respect for her older brother

“This is hard to use It’s hard to eat with I can’t scoop up the rice with this”

She blinked Just then the flicker of respect disappeared from her eyes

My sister scooped up some rice with the ceramic spoon and put it in her mouth

“You’re just clumsy”

“That’s true, I admit that I’m cluether that the ceraular tableware There is a major flaith this spoon”

After I said this, I remembered that this ceraht as a souvenir for rade school trip the year before

I was ra on so much that I couldn’t stop myself

“The ceramic spoon that is commonly used in japan should primarily be used for soup In China, different ceramic spoons are used for different purposes There is a ceramic spoon for soup and there is a ceramic spoon for rice, but…”

I showed her the ceramic spoon in my hand

“…for some reason, in japan only ceramic spoons for soup are sold Whether it’s ramen, soup, fried rice, sweet and sour pork, or mapo tofu, we’re forced to use this ceramic soup spoon with every Chinese dish”

“So?” said e do us in the end?”

So?

Useless?

What a conceited re It would probably cause probleht

“Hand ot up, retrieved a big spoon from the cupboard and returned toafter that for what felt like an eternity, but that wasn’t the case for estion

“Your view on things is too malicious You’re too narrow- words Where did you learn them?”

“You may look nice on the outside, but inside you’re a rotten person”

It seeh I had just entered a place I shouldn’t have set foot in

This sort of thing see absurd, she was quietly seething over it

But I felt that it was half her fault If I don’t knohat landmines to avoid, I can’t deal with that

For a while we both kept silent

Eventually I finished eating and took my empty dishes to the sink

My sister spoke behindover to over?”

“We’ll be studying together Don’t interrupt us”

“I have never interrupted your friends”

My sister did not respond

I suddenly became concerned and asked a question

“How irls?”

My sister could only irl”

“Hmm,” I said

“Hmm what?” my sister snapped