Chapter 7 How to prevent Yamauchi Sakura from dying of pancreatic disease

Silently closing the door of the barber shop, Miyako Ishida walked upstairs.

"Shouya, I have something to tell you."

Shoya Ishida was playing the game, pressing the handles frantically with both hands as if venting his anger.

"I'm playing games and don't have time."

"Shoga!"

"I told you I don't have time!"

Miyako Ishida walked over and cut off the power.

"I just called Mr. Takeuchi and he told me what happened today."

"I'm so annoyed. Who asked you to meddle in other people's business?"

The game screen disappeared, Ishida Shoya threw away the controller and covered his head with the pillow next to him.

"Shoga! How could you do such a thing!"

"I'm just playing pranks as usual, why are you all making such a fuss, both you and Takeuchi, especially that guy Kyousuke Hojo."

Saying that, Ishida Shoya started crying directly.

"Shouya..."

Miyako Ishida's originally angry face became as gentle as ever.

Kneeling on the tatami, he walked towards Ishida Shoya, took the pillow away, and then gently wiped away the tears that kept pouring out of his face with a handkerchief.

"Shogun."

Miyako Ishida gently held her son's head in her arms, her voice as gentle as ever.

"Not everything can be considered a prank. If it exceeds a certain limit, it will cause harm to others.

Nishimiya Glass-kun is hearing-impaired, so she speaks differently from you, but this is not her own wish, but a misfortune.

It is quite bad behavior for you to treat other people's misfortune as a prank."

In the familiar embrace of his mother, Shoya Ishida stopped crying and couldn't help but refute what he heard.

"I didn't mean that!"

"But you have already done that and caused harm to Nishimiya Glass-san."

"But if that guy Kyosuke Hojo hadn't caused trouble, she wouldn't have known what happened!"

"Shoga! Hojo Kyousuke-san did nothing wrong, you should learn from him."

"What?! Study like that guy? I don't want it!"

After touching her son's head and smoothing back the hair that was sticking up to the sky, Miyako Ishida thought about how she could make her son understand the truth behind this matter.

"Shoga, do you still remember that fight when you were in fourth grade?"

"Why don't you remember, those guys said something about me, that I..."

"What did they say about you."

"They say I don't have a father!"

"At that time, they used your misfortune to play pranks on you, just like you are now."

"I……"

"Think carefully about how you felt when you were pranked, and you will be able to understand Nishimiya-san. So, go and apologize to Nishimiya-san tomorrow."

Miyako Ishida showed a big smile.

"OK."

…

On the other side, after school, Hojo Kyosuke walked to the school gate.

"Kyosuke! This way, this way"

A little girl had been waiting there for a long time. When she saw Hojo Kyosuke, she waved vigorously, fearing that Hojo Kyosuke wouldn't notice, she jumped up high.

"Sakura, didn't I tell you not to yell at the school gate?"

"What does it matter? Everyone is gone anyway. Why did you come out so late today?"

Yamauchi Sakura said with a disapproving expression on her face, her ponytail swaying gently with her body.

"You always have a point. Come on, Aunt Maki may have prepared dinner and is waiting for you."

"Hey, speaking of dinner, I asked my mother to prepare fried pork chops. Do you want to come to my house and eat together?"

Yamauchi Maki, Sakura's mother, is a traditional neon woman who is obedient to her daughter, who is more lively than a boy.

"No, if I go to your house, wouldn't my mother be eating alone at home?"

Hojo Kyosuke refused without hesitation. Such conversations took place almost every day. Although he refused almost every time, Yamauchi Sakura still reported the names of his family's dinners every day and invited him to eat together.

"What does it matter? Let Aunt Mijiko come to my house to eat together."

"It's better not to, it's too much trouble, and this is your last share of fried food this month."

"All right."

Yamauchi Sakura was not discouraged by the rejection, and she still spoke energetically. She didn't necessarily want Hojo Kyosuke to come to her house for dinner. Her behavior of naming the dishes every day was actually to reassure Hojo Kyosuke.

I don’t know why, but this neighbor boy has become her “third guardian” from the first day they met.

Every morning before going to school, I would ask her to go for a run with me, saying that I wanted her to get a good workout.

The first time she thought it was fun, she went with it. She thought it would be like having a happy physical education class at school, where the two of them would happily play games, or go to the park to slide on the slide.

Unexpectedly, it is a super strict running, with fixed time and fixed amount, and no rest until the end of the run!

That’s too much! She, Yamauchi Sakura, is just a girl in the third grade of elementary school. Why does she need to run every day?

So the second time her mother knocked on her door and told her that Hojo Kyosuke from next door came to ask her to go for a run.

"I don't want it! I don't want to run anymore!"

Yamauchi Sakura hid her head under the quilt and shouted loudly.

"But Hojo Kyousuke-san also brought you a gift."

"What gift is it?"

The mother's voice outside the door with a hint of smile and surprise aroused Yamauchi Sakura's curiosity. Wearing a pink pajama with a bear on it, Yamauchi Sakura walked to the door with her bare feet, opened the door a crack, and asked her mother in a low voice

.

"It smells delicious, like something delicious. Mom, my mouth is watering when I smell it."

"Gudong"

Yamauchi Sakura, who had just woken up with an empty stomach, couldn't help but swallow when she heard her mother's words.

"Then I'll go and have a look, but I will never go running with him!"

"Okay, then change your clothes quickly. Or are you going to see Hojo Kyosuke in your pajamas?"

"Not at all!"

Yamauchi Sakura's face turned red and she immediately closed the door and went to change clothes.

Looking at her daughter's cute appearance, Yamauchi Maki showed a satisfied smile. Such a cute daughter is the dream of many people.

Maki Yamauchi was also curious about the neighbor's child named Hojo Kyosuke.

First of all, it’s amazing that such a young child has the concept of exercising. Secondly, Maki Yamauchi can’t figure out why he must take his daughter to exercise together. Is it because running alone is too lonely?

The most amazing thing is that Hojo Kyosuke seemed to know that his daughter would refuse to go running with him today, so he even brought food to tempt her.

Oh my God, is this a beautiful childhood sweetheart? She seemed to see her daughter entering marriage in white clothes for a moment.

Maki Yamauchi held her face with one hand and stood at her daughter's door, lost in fantasy.
Chapter completed!