Vol 1 Chapter 4 (1/2)

VOLUME 1

Chapter 4: The Middle Sister, Kagami

This was something I heard later.

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Even though she was playing in the river so early in the morning, the third Yagami sister, Yagami Tama, arrived at school healthily and without any hint of a cold. Right when my brother was getting fed by Tsurugi, she was just in the middle of her lunch.

“Lunchtime ♪. Lunchtime ♪.”

Everyone had put their desks together and the students were eating lunch.

Tama crossed her arms and nodded (pointlessly).

“Tama works hard for this time every day.”

Tama thrust her hands into her bookbag, and singing all the while, she suddenly discovered the box that my brother had given her in the morning. She looked at the box, puzzled.

“Hm? What’s this? Tama, you know? Tama really likes the lunchbox that Kagami-nee bought her a few days ago… ah! Right, this is what Paparin gave Tama!”

It seemed she had forgotten.

“What could be inside…?”

Tama opened up the box.

“Fwaaaaaaaahhhh… ☆☆☆”

Tama’s eyes sparkled as she stared at a box of somewhat intricate-looking chocolates, the kinds you wouldn’t be able to find in a convenience store.

“I-It’s chawcolate… ma’am! Umm, it’s fine if Tama eats this, right? Tama always gets cavities, so Tsurugi-nee doesn’t let her eat candy at home… even though Tsurugi-nee eats a lot herself! So having all this chawcolate all to herself… Tama… Tama…… it’ll be fine!”

Tama was completely red as she picked up one chocolate with her fingers and sent it sailing into her mouth.

“Howawawaaaaa… it’s sweet… happyyyyyy~~~… ☆☆☆”

Perhaps the chocolates looked really delicious, but the elementary schoolers around Tama suddenly took an interest and turned to look in her direction.

“T-Tama-chan! That’s great! Are those chocolates?!”

“Tama-chan has chocolates?!”

“W-Who are you giving those to?! What?! You’re eating them yourself?!”

“C-Could it be that Tama-chan doesn’t know what Valentine’s Day is…?”

“Hwa? What? Do you want some?” (This was Tama talking.)

Tama smiled at the meek-looking boy with gla.s.ses that sat closest to her.

“Sacchin showed Tama his homework, so he gets one chawcolate~.”

Tama took the chocolate… or rather, from its shape it looked more like a precious jewel, and brought it to the mouth of her small cla.s.smate, beginning to feed him. “Go ahhhh~~,” she said.

“T-T-T… Tama-chan, what are you doing?! That chocolate… you’re… I’m…?!”

“T-That’s not fair! Why only Satou?! Give some to me too!”

“Tama-chan isn’t paying attention right now, so I can get some chocolate from her… I can get some chocolate from her!”

“Hand it over!”

“Give it! I’ll kill you if I have to!”

“Ehh?! Ehh?! S-Stop! If everyone takes Tama’s chawcolates… she won’t be able to eat any of them anymore!! Hmph!!” (That one was Tama.)

The children swarmed around the chocolate like vultures, stealing more than half of them. Tama teared up and began her protest.

“So mean! You’re all so mean! Why are you taking away Tama’s chawcolates?! Hmph!! Tama got those from Paparin! They were Tama’s lunch! Tama hasn’t even eaten more than one! Ohh! Et tu, Brutus?!”

“Well, there’s nothing you could have done, Tama-chan.”

The girl who sat across from Sacchin spoke this time. Unlike Tama, she actually looked normal.

“Today is Valentine’s Day. If you bring chocolates to cla.s.s, all the guys are going to act funny. Tama-chan is really popular, after all…”

“Va… len… tine?”

When the girl got a blank stare back from Tama, she continued casually.

“Oh, you really don’t know? Well, Valentine’s Day is…”

Let’s change scenes and go back to Konohana Sakuya Academy.

It was after school.

My brother had shown his face at the club he advised, the “Production Club” (although he was actually still covering his face). The club seemed to produce textbooks or something, but my brother seemed to have nothing to do and was completely free, so he was busy trying to whittle down someone’s MP.

“………”

“………”

“………”

“… Um, sensei. Please stop silently dancing the Hare Hare Yukai dance. (1) It’s incredibly offputting.”

The middle sister of the three Yagami sisters, Yagami Kagami, looked up from the book she was silently reading and whispered in the same indifferent voice she always used.

“But Kagami-san, I don’t have anything to do and I’m completely free.”

“Please just read a book then. We have more than you could ever possibly need.”

And just as Kagami said, the “Production Club” clubroom had bookshelves erected in all four directions, and huge amounts of books were lined up on those shelves.