Saikin, Imouto no Yousu ga Chotto Okashiinda ga. The fairly dangerous School Festival Epilogue

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Epilogue

The day after the school festival—

Yuuya was wearing an apron, standing in the kitchen of there home, constantly gazing over at the entrance. Today, he went straight home, and started preparing thoroughly, waiting for Mitsuki to return.

Finally, he heard a I’m home~ coming from said entrance, as Yuuya jumped out to greet her.

“Welcome back!”

“Wha—?!” Mitsuki was perplexed at Yuuya’s high energy.

Feeling that something was off, Mitsuki narrowed her eyes, putting her warriness up to a max. However, Yuuya didn’t do anything more than that, and just gleefully opened his mouth.

“For today’s dinner, I went ahead and made the hamburgers you requested!”

“………” Mitsuki was taken by surprise, as her eyes opened wide. “So that’s why you were so interested in when I would be coming home? Were you that excited?”

“Of course! It is a promise, right?! Aren’t you happy?”

“…N-Not really. I’m not a kid after all. I won’t get excited because of some hamburgers…” She meant to make herself indifferent, but where she would normally head up to her room on the second floor to change, she immediately headed to the kitchen. “Isn’t it a bit early for dinner?”

“Well, it’s not too bad once in a while, right?” said Yuuya, as he took a seat at the dining table.

On top of the table were steaming-hot hamburgers, half the size of Yuuya’s palm. Seeing these, her mouth opened a bit for a second, but she quickly snapped back to her senses, as she washed her hands, sitting down as well.

“Thanks for the food.”

“…Thanks for the food.”

They put their hands together, and Mitsuki didn’t wait long to pick up a piece of hamburger with her chopsticks, carrying it to her mouth. At the same time, Yuuya was closely watching Mitsuki chew on it, awaiting her reaction. Though she didn’t seem disappointed, she muttered a faint …They’re different.

“Eh? Different?”

“They’re different from my mother’s hamburgers…I wanted her hamburgers.”

The image of a thickheaded gourmet chef of a cooking manga flashed up in the back of Yuuya’s head.

“Ehhh? So I didn’t catch the first part of your request…I looked up popular recipes online and made them with one…”

Yuuya dropped his shoulders in defeat, but Mitsuki kept eating them, which gave him a slight glimmer of relief.

“…What…are you looking at? Are you not going to eat?”

“No, I like watching people at my cooking like they’re really happy.”

“W-What’s up with that?! So weird!” Mitsuki hurriedly averted her gaze into the other direction, still stuffing more hamburgers into her cheeks.

“…Guess I’ll have to ask Kyouko-san for that recipe another time~”

“I don’t think you’ll be able to make mother’s hamburgers just by asking her via mail, you know?”

“Just you wait! Let me know if there’s anything you want to eat!”

“…I told you I’m bad at that…”

As Mitsuki pouted, Yuuya pinched her lips with his fingers.

“Mm?!”

At a shocking speed, Mitsuki’s face turned as red as a tomato.

“W-What are you doing…so suddenly…?!”

“S-Sorry.”

Seeing Mitsuki let out a rather steamy breath, Yuuya suddenly felt nervousness fill his body. Still unable to read his little sister’s reaction, he felt a bit guilty.

“Well, taking it slow is perfectly fine—”

In order to avoid any awkward silence, Yuuya started to softly rub Mitsuki’s head.

“………”

Mitsuki remained silent during that, just continuously shoving rice and pieces of hamburger in her mouth. Watching this was Yuuya, never once growing tired of it. Though they were still a few ways apart from being a real family, he felt that they had taken an important step—

The second as he was thinking that, his phone inside the apron pocket vibrated.

“Ah, a message from Torii.”

When Yuuya took out his phone, Mitsuki’s eyes opened wide, as she stared at it.

“H-Hold on…why did you put that…there?!”

“Ahh, it’s the Takokichi you made for me. I decided to make it a phone strap, see,” said Yuuya, as he waved the octopus mascot which Mitsuki made at her.

“…W-Walking around with that…And…Takokichi…you even gave it a name…”

Filled with embarrassment, Mitsuki’s cheeks loosened.

“Hm? Is there something bad with that name?”

“?! That’s not what I meant! Idiot! Idiot idiot idiot! Think about this! If you do that…people will get a misunderstanding…about a lot, this and that…”

“A lot? This and that? Misunderstanding?”

“?! You’re so dense! I don’t care anymore!”

Mitsuki stretched out towards Yuuya’s own hamburger with her chopsticks, opening her small mouth widely, and gulping it down at once.

“Wah?! That was mine!”

“And?! What about it?!”

“I had some more, so why did you have to take mine…”

“Your punishment for being dense!”

“What’s up with that?!”

Fighting for the hamburgers like this, Yuuya thought back to a conversation he had before with Torii.

“Ohh…this feels pretty nice…it feels like a normal sibling fight.”

“What are you talking about now?!” Mitsuki screamed at Yuuya.

The dining table at the Kanzaki household was rather vivid today.