Chapter 159: Invitation to the Festival (1/2)

“Speaking of which, there’s a summer festival today. Shall we go for it?”

One week till the end of summer vacation, and Chitose suddenly showed up, asking.

“…Say, you should have asked that a day ago at least.”

Her words were too sudden, what would she have done if Amane had plans?

Furthermore, they would need to prepare to go out for a festival. She should have informed them beforehand.

Luckily, Amane and Mahiru had no plans, and had not decided on what to eat for dinner, so they could easily amend plans.

“Sorry sorry. I heard from Ikkun that you two are rather busy, so I didn’t want to bother you two, until the day itself.”

“Well, I’m conflicted by you saying this now, but you should have said this earlier, you know? And it’s a little too sudden today.”

“I apologized already. I did inform Mahiru beforehand, you know?”

“Though that was 10 minutes before you appeared…”

Mahiru wryly quipped as she served iced barley tea to Chitose.

“Chitose-san is coming.” Mahiru suddenly told Amane, which obviously troubled the latter. There were moments when Itsuki would suddenly visit, but Amane never expected Chitose to do the same.

Chitose probably came over with the confidence that Amane was at home, but he hoped she would have said so a little earlier.

Amane sighed as he saw Chitose happily drink the chilled barley tea, and glanced aside at Mahiru.

It seemed Mahiru was not opposed to visiting the festival.

Amane wanted to bring Mahiru out to distract her, having considered that she was a little distraught about her father. He might appear again, but Amane hoped she would forget about it for the time being.

“Hm, we can go…what do you think, Mahiru? Yukata for you?”

“Eh? No, I do not have any with me.”

“No, erm…I do. I think we have one that fits you.”

“Why?”

“Mom.”

Amane reminded Mahiru of Shihoko’s existence, “Ahh…” who seemed to have understood immediately. To Mahiru, Shihoko was probably one who would want to put any cute clothing on Mahiru, and she would be right to assume so. Amane really could not laugh at this.

When they returned from Amane’s hometown days ago, there were obviously a few pieces of clothing mixed with the delivered Amane should not be wearing.

“Do get Mahiru-chan to wear them when you have the chance. I’ll leave the photos to you.”

This little slip of paper was stuffed together with the yukata and stuff, and Amane recalled himself being stunned speechless back then.

“Eh, you’re wearing a yukata, Mahirun? I wanna see~!?”

“Are you not wearing one?”