I (30), Who Works for a Black Company and Died While Regretting My Gloomy Life, Started Over From High School! - chapter 21

TN: Netori-kun

ED: Anima

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The reason why I was so excited.

 

　After enjoying the planetarium, we took a break at the school’s courtyard for lunch and enjoyed some yakisoba.

 

“Mmm! This yakisoba is delicious! The curry spice adds a nice touch!”

 

“Oh, it sure tastes good. …… It’s well made.”

 

　　The spices in the flour are perfectly mixed, and they go well with the gutsy flavor of the bacon.

 

　As with the planetarium I mentioned earlier, I felt the enthusiasm of the high school students when I saw their creativity and innovation in their project, which made me somewhat happy.

 

“Oh, by the way, you said you would definitely eat yakisoba. Is that your favorite food, Shijoin-san?”

 

“Yes,  my father and I like this kind of food, but my grandfather hates it and often says to my father, ‘Don’t let Haruka eat that kind of junk-food!’

 

　Her grandfather is …… the head of the Shijoin family?

 

　He sounds very strict.

 

“But father always says, ‘Shut up! The old man who doesn’t know the taste of common people can just eat foie gras and clog his blood vessels!’ ”

 

“Wow, he’s talking back too much.”

 

　Shijoin’s father …… is Shijoin Tokimune?

 

　Many people know him as a man of success. A man who came from a common background but grew his own company rapidly and became the son-in-law of the famous Shijoin family.

 

　As soon as he was adopted, he rebuilt the Shijoin family, who was in the midst of a financial crisis at that time. His anecdote is famous and he is often referred to as the “Super President”.

 

　Some articles said that the Shijoin family sold their daughter in an age-appropriate political marriage and bought a successful young man, but according to Shijoin-san, the couple is very close and happy.

 

“I especially like the yakisoba sold at festivals!”

 

　The young lady from a famous family smiles as she enjoys the flavor of the commoner food.

 

“When I was young, my father was very busy and it was hardly possible for us to go out as a family. …… When I insisted on going to a festival with my family, he forcibly made a day off just once and took me there.”

 

“Heh, ……, your dad is a family man.”

 

“Yes, I guess, he was really forced to take me there. …… The yakisoba I ate there was very delicious, but eating it at home didn’t have the same taste, ….when I was wondering about it, my father told me, “That yakisoba is delicious only when you eat it while enjoying the festival.”

 

　Yeah, it’s true, the taste of food changes depending on how you feel.

 

　When I ate my mother’s cooking for the first time in this life, I thought it was the best in the world.

 

　By the way, I cried very hard while eating the meal and my mom looked at me in confusion.

 

“I see … because of those memories, that’s why Shijoin-san particularly likes festivals. Because you were very excited the whole time while we are going around the festival.”

 

” Eh? excited ……?”

 

　Heh ……?　What’s with that reaction?

 

　In the current flow of conversation, why are you silent while tilting your head  like you’re trying to recall something?

 

“………… Ah! It’s true, when I think about it calmly, I was really excited today!

 

“Didn’t you notice?”

 

　She was very excited today, like a husky that was taken out for a walk!

 

“But that …… why? Of course the festival was fun, but when I came to school this morning, I was only feeling the atmosphere of the festival. But after sometime, I became excited, like my heart was bouncing. ……?”

 

　Shijoin-san said, “Hmm, ……?” and thought for a while…

 

“………… Oh, I Understand now! I’m happy that I’m able to monopolize you, Nihama-kun!”

 

“Bufo……!?”

 

　The innocent girl suddenly launched a word with tremendous destructive power.

 

“Yes, that’s right! I finally got it! I must have been lonely lately! I’m sure I’ve been lonely because you’ve been so busy with the cultural festival preparations!”

 

　Shijoin-san said without a hint of embarrassment.

 

　Wait, wait, wait, wait!

 

　If you keep firing off murderous lines in such a clear and pure tone, ……!

 

“For some reason, I feel really glad to see Nihama-kun being recognized by everyone in the class, but …… he’s been too busy to hold study sessions, and I rarely have a chance to talk with him lately. That’s why I think my heart is happy today, because I am able to go around and enjoy the cultural festival with you, Nihama-kun!”

 

　Shijoin-san said with a smile like a shining sun.

 

　As for me, my mind was shattered into thousands of pieces, as if I had been subjected to carpet bombing. It was so overkill that I couldn’t even breathe properly.

 

“… Huh … Huh …”

 

“Hey, what’s wrong, Nihama-kun? Did I say something strange?

 

　Yes, you did! You said a lot of strange things!

 

　It’s not natural to feel no shame at all when you say that!

 

(Ahh, I’m still no match for you. …… )

 

　In the planetarium, she cheered me up with her calm and gentle words, and then, without a pause, she threw an unintentional nuclear bomb with her usual innocent style.

 

　I don’t think I can ever win against her for the rest of my life. ……

 

　But …… she told me this much to my face.

 

　I’m not sure what to say, but I have to say something in my own way.

 

“Me too–”

 

“Eh？”

 

“I was happy too”

 

　　When Shijoin-san looked at me with innocent eyes, I told her what was on my mind.

 

“To be honest, the festival was just a passing event for me. I’ve never been motivated to create anything, or to enjoy it to the fullest.”

 

　I had always thought that I had nothing to do with such a dazzling youth.

 

“However, since Shijo-in-san gave me the opportunity to be involved in the festival, the scenery of the festival looked much brighter than before, and I was able to go around with Shijoin-san in such a fun way that …… my excitement kept rising the entire time. I’m sure It was me who’s more happy.”

 

　Of course I would be.

 

　I was able to have a date with the girl I love the most in the world. I can’t even begin to tell you how delighted my heart was.　

 

‘So thank you ……. I really enjoyed the cultural festival with Shijoin-san.”

 

” Nihama-kun ……”

 

　Hearing everything I had to say without hesitation, Shijoin-san gently placed her hand on her chest.

 

“It’s …… strange. When Nihama-kun says so, my heart is even more happy than before. I’m really …… happy today.”

 

“Yeah, I’m really happy too”

 

　I said, and we both giggled.

 

　The hustle and bustle of the surroundings lifted my spirits.

 

　I realized that the extraordinary nature of this special day was making me feel more honest.

 

　After all, I was more excited than I thought I would be.

 

　From the distant gymnasium, I could hear a brass band or something playing.

 

　Students with placards raised their voices to advertise their events.

 

　Everyone was smiling and chatting with takoyaki and crepes in their hands.

 

　As we immersed ourselves in the atmosphere , we laughed at what we said and shared a feeling of ‘joy’ with each other.

 

“Time passes so quickly. …… It’s almost time for my shift.”

 

　As we finished eating our yakisoba in the break room, we noticed that the clock was ticking faster than we realized, and we headed back to our class.

 

“Yes, me too. It’s a little regrettable, but I guess this is the end of our advertising work.”

 

　I forgot halfway through …… that the reason why we were walking around the school together was to advertise our class’s stall.

 

“Now then, I’ll take my costume and–”

 

“I finally found you! Ahh! Nihama-kun is here!

 

　In the middle of our conversation, an urgent voice suddenly echoed through the hallway.

 

“What’s wrong? …… Fumihashi-san!”

 

“Fumihashi-san, ……?”

 

　　When I turned around to the direction of the voice, I saw my classmate, the athletic girl named Fumihashi.

 

　For some reason, she had tears in her eyes and seemed to be in a desperate situation.

 

“The class is ……The class’s stall is ……!”

 

(Wait, this expression is …….)

 

　I had a bad premonition as soon as I saw Fumihashi’s reaction.

 

　Because the expression on her face was exactly like the one on the chief’s face at the scene where all the new recruits had escaped during a carnage in my previous life.

 

“The class stall is in trouble! Please help us, please!”

 

　And then, hearing her tearful voice, I realized that the last mission of this festival had finally begun.

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