Chapter 74 - Volume 5 (1/2)

Volume 5, Chapter 3: I became a kindergartener, Part 1

Because of the strange incident that had happened at the park where I was, my prohibition on going out was extended another two weeks. Incidentally, there haven’t been rumors about me either. Even if there were witnesses, nobody would believe such a thing had happened.

It seems that the apparent reason why the prohibition got extended was because I had gotten a shock from the scene of the accident.

Well, to be honest, I’ve been crestfallen for a while.

After all…… how was I able to do such a thing……?

I don’t understand myself. For I that, until now, couldn’t even bend a spoon, I didn’t know at all that I could do such a thing.

Still, in that instant where I felt anger against that [Existence]that had frightened Kotone-chan, I don’t know why, but I suddenly felt like “I could do it”.

…… well, there’s no point in worrying about what I don’t understand. It seems that I chafe at difficulty.

Anyways, beyond all of that, I’m going back to kindergarten starting today.

…… is it alright for me?

“You grew so well, Yuzu, you’re so cute.”

The kindergarten uniform made me look about three times cuter than I thought.

It looks amazingly expensive.

As for why the uniform is such, it seems that it’s because of Kotone-chan and onii-chan, who are in Takamine Academy, which is affiliated to the kindergarten.

…… how much does it cost for these clothes that will only be worn for a couple of years??

Well, the tuition fees are high, but children from ordinary families are also enrolled. It might be that an ordinary family would get the uniforms through net auctions or maybe they wear hand-me-downs.

So… I think my family is somewhere in the upper-middle class?

For the time being, I’m quietly attending kindergarten. There are also children of families who have relationships with Father’s company, so although I’m not normal I’m not going to feign friendliness.

My appearance reminds me of one of those high-class daughters if I was older.

…… However, there’s still some problems.

I feel like my appearance changed subtly since I woke up.

Although my aged, droopy-eyed expression hasn’t changed, it feels like a subtle “distortion” has disappeared.

Even when I wake up in the morning, my eyelids aren’t puffy. My face is also less puffy.

I had good skin since I was a child, but it was now strangely glossy, and my sunburns faded back into my original skin color, but the skin looked whiter even while my complexion got better.

And it seems improbable, but I think my features are now perfectly symmetrical……

It feels like an elaborate [Human-shaped Bisque doll] rather than a human…… I do.

“……Haa~…”

“What’s wrong, Yuzu, you’re seriously cute today.”

Ooba Onii-chan hugged me and took me to the car.

Kotone-chan also wanted to hold me, but because of the size difference it seems that my uniform would crease if she did and become disorderly. For some reason the words “hugging personnel” came to mind.

Even then, my hair was tied by Kotone-chan. The hair that reached my collars was tied into a small pair of twintails with red ribbons.

Uwaa…… It’s cute if I looked at it objectively, but at the same time it’s embarrassing.

A real twin tail, is this a certain consumer-electronics street (read: Akihabara), or am I in some Catholic school that’s being watched over by a goddess?

…… It’s because I think about these things that I’mtold my memory has become hazy.

The car came to pick us up and send me to kindergarten, which started early, then to the middle and high school sections which were next door.

I can’t even recall the faces of my kindergarten classmates, and I worried if this was okay, but it seems that that matter had been made known well in advance.

Besides, if I saw their face, I might remember. So said the goddess-sama…… hmm, for some reason it feels like I don’t have the protection of the “gods”.

“Yuzu, if you get into trouble you can ask the teacher to call for me, okay?”

“No, it’s better to call for me, if any boy decides to bully you, onii-chan will take care of them, okay.”

“……I’m going.”

I got out of the car in front of the kindergarten, and was accompanied by the teacher who came to pick me up as I entered the compound. Sorry, teacher, but I don’t remember.