That day, on the car ride to the station–
I informed Miss Ayane of everything that happened in school.
I explained carefully, right until the car was about to reach the station. I was wondering if I should buy some potato chips. Time was running out.
Once the car was close enough for the station to be seen, I asked her from the back seat,
“So, how do you think I should be seated on the train…?”
With her poised attitude, Miss Ayane answered from the driver seat,
“What else–like usual, no?”
“Sensei lied to deal with that situation, just like what happened in the infirmary, right?”
“Not a guess, that’s actually the case.”
“S-so, in fact, sensei never thought of me as a ‘girlfriend’–?”
“He might have some thought like that in his heart!”
“If you’re feeling curious, Milady, you can ask him yourself. As him ‘why are you still willing to forgive me after I choked you’, and then ask. In other words, you have more things to ask about. That’s why your situation is the same as before, Milady.”
She was too reasonable, and I could not refute.
Miss Ayane is always like this, never running away from the problem before her. Or rather, she would tackle the problem head on.
I really hoped to become a strong woman like her one day, a person able to express herself freely no matter who she’s facing.
“Alright, we’re here. Going to the convenience store?”
Miss Ayane stopped, and I barely managed to express what I was thinking,
“I-I don’t feel…like taking that train today…”
“Seriously, how old are you? You can’t be acting that stubborn like a child now.”
“Okay okay, I understand how you feel, but the car doesn’t have enough fuel to reach Tokyo. This is troublesome, and it just so happens that I don’t have enough money on hand.”
“I’ll pay with my credit card.”
“Great for me, but I’m pretty tired. I don’t have the confidence to drive all the way down to Tokyo safely.”
“I’ll drive then! Give me the key!”
“You can’t drive in Japan now. Okay, we’re getting off.”
Miss Ayane intended to open the driver door.
“Wait! Please let me confirm something!!”
I asked with the loudest voice I made.
This was the one thing I had to ask first.
“Just one thing. If we can’t make it to the train, it’s not a funny thing.”
Miss Ayane closed the door that was 3 centimeters open.
“Thank you–just now, about what Endou-sensei said that ‘for a young person, this author’s view on life and death is weird’, what do you think?”
Miss Ayane went silent, a rarity from her. After about five seconds of silence, she said,
“I never read ‘Vice Versa’, so I don’t know the validity of that statement…”
I steeled myself,
“But even though he was nearly killed, he just forgave with a smile. I do believe the view of life and death for such people isn’t normal.”
Miss Ayane said what I was thinking after all.
Ever since then, what Endou-sensei said about ‘a weird view on life and death’ lingered in my head.
With tense steps, I strutted towards the convenience store, and Miss Ayane dragging the luggage bag told me bluntly,
“Enough with the chit-chat and get straight to the point.”
It seems she was suggesting to me not to buy any biscuits as a snack, but to buy a donut.
But if I could do so, I would not be so bothered.
Sooner or later however, i will have to face this trouble.
Also, today’s a good chance, right?
First off, I had to check the validity about the girlfriend.
Once sensei apologizes, I’ll gain the upperhand.
“Speaking of which, please tell me. Why are you willing to forgive me even though you nearly got killed by me?”
So I just had to ask this question casually…
Well, things do seem like they’ll proceed smoothly.
No, they will.
I can do it!
I shouted in the convenience store,
As for the potato chips I was going to buy, I intended to buy some Consomme flavor.
I would have him eat my favorite flavor, and turn the tide of the situation to my side.
I had a feeling of victory.
When Miss Ayane woke me up, sensei was still sleeping.
And there were only four minutes until the terminal.
Like usual, Miss Ayane said calmly,
“Shall we get going then?–There’s still a chance next week.”