Chapter 13 - A Difficult Situation (1/2)

A Difficult Situation

“Nii-san, if you don’t wake up you’ll be late, you know?”

I was shaken awake by my sister. Tilting my head, I made a single yawn. After rubbing my eyes, Sana appeared in front of me.

Her long black hair was now only at her shoulders. The slight makeup that she had put on had made her already mature looking face, even more mature.

“Huh. …Sana, why do you have makeup on? Also, you cut your hair?”

“Why? Well for work, of course. Also, I didn’t cut my hair. Nii-san, hurry up. You’ll be late, you know?”

“What? Work?”

Bibibibibi, the alarm on my smartphone started to ring.

Hmm… smartphone?? As I look more closely at my surroundings, it was a completely unfamiliar room. What? What is this? I stopped the alarm and checked the date…

I-I came back!?

I came back from my time leap!?

“Eh, where is this?”

“Nii-san’s room isn’t it? Are you still asleep?”

“I was pretty sure I lived alone though…”

“That’s true… but after finding out that our companies were close by… didn’t you say ask to see if we wanted to live together?”

I thought it might have been someone that just looked like Sana, but it seems to be the normal Sana. Her tragically flat chest, was definitely the same. There really are things that just never change…

“W-what is it? You keep staring…”

“The fact that you are my actual sister, I’m relieved.”

It’s different from before I time leaped. I was supposed to be living alone, but it seems I’m now living with Sana. As I roam around inside the house, it was completely unfamiliar to me. The month and day are the same as before I made the leap, and it was just about 10 years after the point I had leaped to.

“This means that since things have changed in the past, the future has also changed…?”

“What are you muttering to yourself about? Come on, hurry up and eat breakfast.”

On the dining table, there was a burnt piece of bread, a scorched fried egg, and some cut up lettuce. It was a breakfast full of wild flavors.

Hmm!? If I returned back to 10 years later, what happened to Hiiragi-chan and me? If I’m like this with Sana right now, does that mean we’re still dating…? Or…

“… Sana. Do you remember Hiiragi-sensei?”

“That’s a nostalgic name, Hiiragi-sensei. What about her?”

“What is she doing right now?”

“Isn’t she still a teacher?”

Well, I guess she would still be a teacher…

“Sana, you know, thought about a few times now…”

“Hmmm?”

I looked inside my smartphones address book for Hiiragi-chan. If it was before, I wouldn’t have had a single bit of contact information, but if it’s this time around, it wouldn’t be weird if I had her contact information saved.

“Hiiragi-sensei, most likely liked Nii-san I think. When you graduated, Nii-san seemed to have made it awkward, but Hiiragi-sensei looked really lonely…”

Awkward? Why’s that? Ah. There it is. Hiiragi-chan. It was the same one that I had seen before, but it might have changed by now.

“Sana will be going first, okay?”

Sana disregarded me, who was looking at my smartphone, and stood up from her seat.

“Say, Sana. Do you have anything you want to say to your first year high school self?”

“Eh? Let’s see… To try harder when it comes to training, maybe?”

“Training? Oh, training to make your chest bigger?”

“… I-I’ll be going.”

She ran away.

You were doing stuff like that, Sana? And yet, she continued to have a flat chest… Such a sad future. However, I was curious about what Sana had said before that.

Speaking of graduation, it was supposed to be something like a goal for the relationship between Hiiragi-chan and me. It would be bad if it was found out, so we were supposed to be dating secretly until then. However, I was awkward, and Hiiragi-chan was sad…?

I cut off my thoughts and made a call.

“… Hello?”

Hiiragi-chan came over the phone seemingly on guard.

“Hello. It’s Sanada Seiji. Good morning, Haruka-san.”

“Good morning. It’s been a long time, Seiji-kun.”

From Hiiragi-chan’s point of view, who was part of this timeline, it might have been a while, but to me, it has just been a day. A what are you doing now? Or a seemingly fake introduction was completely unneeded.

I ended up asking what I was thinking of asking.

“We were dating, right? During my second year of high school. Is it possible… that we broke up?”