My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 224: Details That Are Begin to Blur (Part 2)

"Love...?"

The girl behind the table stared intently at the two clasped hands, momentarily speechless and at a loss for words.

Their hands are blatantly clasped together, what's the point of fortune-telling about their marriage? If they're not boyfriend and girlfriend, are they siblings?
"Mmm." Shoko pulled Tsuna to the table and examined the crystal ball made of a fish tank and colored lights.

"Ahem..." The girl wearing a black lace veil coughed lightly, drawing the attention of both of them:
"May I ask, what is the relationship between the two of you?"

"Brother and sister."

"Childhood sweethearts."

The two spoke at the same time, and then Shoko lightly stomped on the toe of someone's shoe in dissatisfaction.

"Isn't there a fortune teller here?" Shoko pressed.

"Yes, yes, yes, just a moment..." The girl, regaining her senses, hurriedly pulled a brand new tarot deck from the drawer of the table. "One hundred yen per reading, no bargaining."

"Okay." Shoko skillfully took out some change from the hidden pocket of her sailor skirt and handed it to the girl shuffling the cards in front of her.

"Guest, you exude a strong aura of romance... but you seem to be shrouded in a black 'single barrier'!"

After the girl finished speaking, she laid the cards on the table and said mysteriously:
“If you draw one card from these tarot cards, I can find a way to break the barrier.”

"..." Tsuna was slightly speechless.

That hundred yen was mostly spent on 'half the mystery' and the other person's serious nonsense.

"Oh... okay." Shoko nodded, then nervously reached out and randomly drew a card from the tarot deck. "What does this one mean?"

Upon seeing the card that Shoko had flipped over, the girl exclaimed, "My love luck is on fire!!"

The card depicts a small figure with golden curly hair, tiny wings on its back, and holding a heart-shaped bow and arrow.

Upon hearing this, Shoko seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but was interrupted by the girl in front of her just as she was about to ask a question:

"Congratulations! You've drawn Cupid! The way to break the barrier is to bring lunch to your crush every day."

Shoko turned to look at Tsuna in disbelief. What a coincidence...?
"Is there anything else you two would like to have divined?" The girl quickly put away the tarot cards on the table; this was exactly the effect she wanted.

"That's all, let's go, Tsuna."

"Ah."

Shoko thanked the girl in front of her and then led him out of the divination classroom. There were still outsiders present, so it wasn't appropriate for the two of them to whisper to each other.

"Take care, you two." The girl in the black lace veil waved to the two of them, and the tarot cards in her hand accidentally fell to the ground.

The girl glanced at the two people hurriedly, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that they did not turn around because of her commotion. She then quickly bent down and picked up the 'Cupid' cards, which were all different types.

After leaving the divination classroom, the two began to wander around again, but due to time constraints, more and more classrooms and stalls were closing.

The two visited five or six interesting stalls before leaving the school.

The shadows of the two buttons were stretched long and thin by the setting sun.

The sailor uniform cuffs and the hem of the stand-up collar uniform swayed gently, ten centimeters apart, and the return journey, where cherry blossoms had long since fallen, was stained amber.

As they were counting the steps from the third telephone pole to the railway crossing, their schoolbags suddenly collided, startling a string of cooing pigeons that were perched on the telephone wire.

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Dusk, like indigo dye mixed with ink, flowed down from the eaves. The moment the automatic door of the convenience store opened and closed, the incandescent light cut through the darkness of the street.

"There's still one day left until the school festival, and I'll be busy in the kitchen all day... I'm so tired, Tsuna..." Shoko complained, swinging her legs as she lay on someone's bed.

"Hi hi hi."

Sitting in front of the computer, Gang could easily understand the meaning behind her words. He stood up, walked to her side, and prepared to give her a massage.

"What are you doing?" Shoko raised her foot to dodge his outstretched hand.

"Didn't you want me to give you a massage to relax?" Seeing this, Tsuna withdrew his hand.

"Slap..." Shoko slapped the person next to her without hesitation: "Who massages someone's feet first? You must have ulterior motives, right?"

"I like to massage my feet first, is that not allowed?" Tsuna pulled her hand and began to massage her feet with varying pressure.

Shoko rolled her eyes at him and then closed them to enjoy the massage. To be fair, Tsuna's massage was quite comfortable, but unfortunately, she still owed him five massages.

If only he owed me something, hehe...

"Glass...?"

"are you asleep?"

About twenty minutes passed, and A-Gang stopped what he was doing. He called her softly several times, but there was no response, so he took his blanket and covered her with it.

After confirming that she was really asleep, I got up, took the laptop from the table, and went downstairs, leaving a sticky note on the table as I did so.

He was typing on the computer, and the keyboard was a bit loud. He was afraid of waking her up, and besides, she had been busy all day and hadn't slept a wink, so he could understand if she fell asleep.

"Where's the glass?"

Shizuka Miyamura, who was watching a TV series in the living room, was a little puzzled when she saw that only he had come in with his laptop.

"I'm too tired today, I fell asleep." Tsuna glanced at the TV program briefly, and after confirming that it was a mindless Mary Sue plot, he stopped paying attention.

"I'm sure." After saying that, Shizuka Miyamura didn't press the matter further. For example, whether she had touched Shoko while she was asleep.

Sorry, she still has a lot of confidence in her son, and given their relationship, if she wanted to touch him, she would have done it already. Why would she wait for Shoko to fall asleep?
The two in the living room then went about their own business: Tsuna continued writing, while Shizuka Miyamura continued watching her drama.

He is currently writing 'Your Lie in April', and over the past ten years or so, his memories of these light novels have begun to fade a little.

For example, he remembers the overall story or some famous parts, but most of the details are now blurry.

He has to recall things for a long time each time, and he's afraid that he'll forget them as time goes on, so he writes them all down whenever he has time.

Based on memory, write down the entire volume first, then check and update the details.

From the time he wrote "Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day" during the summer vacation of sixth grade until now, he has already written several of his more famous works from his previous life.

Shoko knew about this, but she chose not to look into it because she spent all her free time typing on her computer.

"Can you keep your voice down, kid?"

Five or six minutes passed, and for the third time, Shizuka Miyamura was distracted by the sound of his keyboard, and she was a little annoyed:

"Also, didn't you already finish writing that 'Anohana' book? Why are you still writing it?"

Regarding his first book, "Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day," after he finished writing it, Shizuka Miyamura never read any of the later volumes beyond the first one.

The main reason is that I always forget about it and then get busy with other things.

Or perhaps he was typing away, and she remembered, but she was watching a TV series, and he was using the laptop, so the matter was left unresolved.

"Check some more details and typos, etc." Tsuna lied without turning his head.

He felt that if he told his mother that he was currently working on another book, she would most likely ask him all sorts of questions, such as where he got these inspirations.

Then, if you tell her the truth, that you saw it in a past life, you'll most likely get slapped for saying it's just to appease her.

The chances are slim: an eye roll and a slap...

"Then keep your voice down, you're disturbing me." Shizuka Miyamura continued watching the TV series. "Also, remember to show it to me when you're done writing it, it's been almost a year already."

"Hey hey hey..." Tsuna nodded perfunctorily, and then received a pillow that flew over to him.

"Mom, should I go to the study?"

Shizuka Miyamura casually said, "Your dad's in a video conference there. If you go there, he'll probably ask you to come out." "Okay..."

As soon as he finished speaking, only the sounds of the television and keyboard typing remained in the living room.

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"It's already this late, you should go back to sleep."

Upon hearing this, Tsuna stopped what he was doing, glanced at the time on the screen: '22:34', and thought of the cute little girl sleeping soundly in his room:
"Mom, Shoko doesn't seem to be awake yet..."

He considers anyone under fifteen to be a "loli" (young girl), and I don't support or refute that. Thank you.

“Go sleep at Shoko’s house,” Shizuka Miyamura replied without hesitation.

"..."

"It's not like we don't have any spare rooms, is it really that big of a deal...?" he said, speechless.

"I didn't tidy up."

"Never mind, I'll go wake her up." Tsuna closed his laptop and stood up.

Shizuka Miyamura shifted her gaze from the television to him: "You and Shoko have slept together before, why don't you squeeze in with her?"
"I'll just call Yaeko and tell her, and everything will be fine."

"No, I'd better wake her up."

He was somewhat accepting of her first sentence, but after hearing the next one, he thought better of it...

Seeing this, Shizuka Miyamura shrugged and ignored him, continuing to watch her drama.

"Click..."

Tsuna turned the doorknob and pushed the door open. Sure enough, he saw Shoko still sleeping, and he could even hear her snoring softly.

"Shoko, wake up." He put his notebook on the table, walked to her side, and gently shook her.

"If you don't wake up soon, Aunt Nishimiya will come looking for you."

"Sleep for five more minutes..." Shoko gently patted his hand away, then turned over, clutching the blanket.

Tsuna ignored her words, reached out and pinched her soft cheeks, and began to knead them.

Five minutes, and then another five minutes, so waiting is impossible.

Finally, Shoko couldn't take it anymore and slapped his hand away, rubbing her sleepy eyes and yawning as she sat up.
"Tsuna, you're so mean! I'm so tired today, I just want to take a nap, and you won't even let me."

"It's almost eleven o'clock now, okay?" Tsuna picked up the clock from the bedside table and handed it to her.

"It's so late, why did you wake me up?" Shoko gently rubbed her slightly flushed cheeks.

"If I don't wake you up, where will I sleep?"

"Pat pat..." Shoko patted the empty seat next to her: "Squeeze in with me..."

"What if Aunt Nishimiya comes looking for you later?"

The two looked at each other calmly, but Shoko looked away because of his words.

"... "

"..."

"........."

"I'm leaving, goodnight." Shoko stood up, and before leaving, she gave him a light slap to avenge her loss.

"Good night."

"Mmm." Shoko turned around, waved to him, and closed the door.

"Click..."

The morning light hung like unopened gold leaf on the eaves of the convenience store, and the frost particles on the asphalt road shimmered with a salty sheen.

A boy in a dark blue uniform, his breath steaming in the air, chased after a tram. Suddenly, a sailor's skirt slipped diagonally into the army of briefcases.

Fallen leaves swirled in the hum of the vending machine, and as crows swooped over telephone poles, the backpack straps and tie clips simultaneously reflected the cold cobalt blue of November.

"Mom, are you going to school today?" Gang asked casually as he came out of the bathroom, drying his hair.

"Sure, there are still some places I haven't visited yet, and I also booked three theater tickets for today yesterday."

"Three cards? Is Dad going today too?" Gang looked at Old Deng, who was reading a newspaper at the dining table.

But before he could speak, Shizuka Miyamura interrupted and denied it, saying, "No, your Aunt Nishimiya is off today, so she'll be there too."

Upon hearing this, Tsuna stopped asking questions, saw that his hair was half-dry, pulled out a chair, sat down, and began to eat.

If Shoko doesn't come to blow-dry his hair, he'll just wipe it until it's half dry, and then leave the rest to nature.

Not long after they sat down, Shoko opened her front door and came in. After greeting Daio and Shizuka, she sat down next to Tsuna and started chatting with Shizuka.

Tsuna also sped up, finishing his breakfast in five or six minutes before going upstairs to get his schoolbag and changing shoes with Shoko in the entryway.

"Uncle and aunt, I'm going out!"

"I'm going out!"

"Watch out for the road and other vehicles on the road, and be careful."

"Tsuna, take good care of Shoko on the way!"

"understood!"

"Click..."

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"I've realized that we don't seem to have enough time to really explore the campus these past two days of the school festival."

"Then let's do it next year." Tsuna looked at her complaining and unconsciously squeezed her little hand: "Anyway, there are still two years."

“It’s different for Tsuna every year. If you miss it, you miss it.” Shoko looked at the traffic light across the street, which hadn’t yet turned green.
"However, what I'm most looking forward to is the school trip."

"..." Seeing how quickly her emotions came and went, Tsuna was momentarily speechless.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the school trip should be this month or next month," Tsuna recalled what she had told him.

Just as the traffic light turned from red to green, a dozen or so shadows on the asphalt road suddenly thawed.

The woman in the camel coat's high heels sank into the gaps in the white paint of the zebra crossing, while the boy's canvas shoelaces and the tassels of his briefcase were simultaneously lifted by the cold wind.

"Let's go, let's go." Shoko took his hand, and she was the first to take that step.

"Yes, Ayumi-chan mentioned that there would be a school trip in November or December, but our next one should be the sports meet."

"After all, we need to hold it before it gets completely cold." Feeling the cold wind brush against his cheeks, Tsuna involuntarily broke out in goosebumps.
"In that case, the school trip can only be held in December."

"Okay, let's go, Tsuna. Let's quicken our pace and see which classrooms and stalls are open. Let's take a look around first."

Shoko grabbed his hand and was about to start running, but he stopped her.

"It rained early yesterday morning, so be careful as the ground is slippery."

Seeing this, Shoko could only slow down, since her hands were still being held captive by someone.

(End of this chapter)