Ventustium
Stories
7
Chapters
259
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575.7 K
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Reading
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TL: NaCl ED: AmadCSK PR: Ikea The western sky faintly wavered like a mirage, giving it a deep red color. The air warmed by the daytime sun was now filled with storm clouds, darkening the sunset. Hayato and the others silently watched the transition from evening to night through the train window. After the incident at the family restaurant, the group headed to Karaoke Celery at Himeko’s request to eat something sweet. It was the same place Hayato and Haruki had visited the…
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TL: NaCl ED: AmadCSK PR: Ikea “Hey, are you still messing with it?” “Onii, hold still!” Himeko’s sharp voice echoed throughout the Kirishima household on a Sunday morning. Hayato, who was forced to sit on the living room sofa, was having his hair styled by his younger sister for the past 30 minutes. Despite the amount of time spent, it seemed that the results still weren’t up to her standards. Today was the day they had planned to go to the movies. Himeko,…
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TL: NaCl ED: AmadCSK PR: Ikea “Ah, welcome back, Hayato.” “O-Onii!” “I’m… back?” As soon as he returned home from the hospital, Hayato was met with a strange sense of discomfort, furrowing his brows. What he returned to was Haruki helping Himeko with her studies at the living room table. This sight was not particularly unusual, especially as of late. What was off was the air surrounding Haruki. Haruki’s upright posture, calm smile, and the way her eyes and…
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TL: NaCl ED: AmadCSK PR: Ikea The sky had been overcast since that morning. As Hayato walked to school, he took a deep breath and inhaled the atmosphere around him. It’s pretty faint, but it smells like it might rain. He furrowed his brows, regretting his decision to not bring an umbrella. He had initially taken a quick glance at the sky before leaving home and judged that it wouldn’t rain. However, it now seemed like he was going to be wrong. The faint smell of incoming…
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TL: NaCl ED: AmadCSK PR: Ikea It was a cloudless morning, and the bright summer sun warmed the asphalt on the ground. Hayato, casting a resentful glance at the sun, slowly made his way to school. “So hot…” In the city that lacked any natural greenery, simply walking drenched him in sweat. As he walked through the school gate, annoyed by the sweat-soaked shirt that clung to his skin, he looked for the flowerbed adorned with rows of various plants, checking the club…
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TL: NaCl ED: AmadCSK PR: Ikea It was currently lunch break, a momentary liberation from the monotony of classes. Some rushed to the cafeteria, while others gathered with close friends in their classrooms to unpack their lunchboxes. Others went to other classrooms or even clubrooms; there were various ways that students spent their lunch breaks. Like many others, Himeko loved this time. Back in Tsukinose, both elementary and junior high shared the same building, and students were…
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TL: NaCl ED: AmadCSK PR: Ikea Struggling to make lunch boxes using unfamiliar recipes, Hayato found himself running late to school. The classroom in the morning was bustling as usual, with some students working on assignments they had forgotten about, while others copied off their peers. Nevertheless, most students were engaged in chatter with their friends. “Hm?” Hayato’s smartphone chimed the moment he took his seat. Wondering who it could be from, he unlocked his phone,…
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TL: NaCl ED: AmadCSK PR: Ikea It was still early in the evening: the twilight before sunset. At the Kirishima family dining table, two girls expressed their dissatisfaction. “Onii, this is terrible.” “No, this time even I… yeah…” “…I know. Even I think it’s a bit much, honestly..” Spread out on the dining table was salted edamame, sliced chilled tomatoes, cucumber slices with spicy miso dressing, chicken with ponzu sauce garnished with onions and green…
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TL: NaCl ED: AmadCSK PR: Ikea “Hey, Onii, we’re going on a diet.” “Oh, okay… good luck… Wait, does ‘we’ imply Haruki as well?” “Yeah. So, could you please handle the diet menu for dinner?” “Huh, I don’t really know any recipes like that, you know?” That’s how last night’s conversation went after Himeko had finished speaking to Haruki on the phone. As Hayato recalled it, he walked along his usual route to school. Thinking about Himeko and…
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TL: NaCl ED: AmadCSK “……” Hayato begrudgingly woke up to a sense of weariness. Even though his curtains were closed, he could feel the strength of the morning sun piercing through them. He felt like he had been dreaming about something; something he couldn’t quite recall. Well, most dreams are like that. “Haaah, time to get up…” He scratched his head vigorously to shake off the gloom and sat up. It looked like it was going to be hot again…
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