Asia tilts her neck.
“Ara ara. What is it about?”
“…..I’m interested in it.”
Akeno-san and Koneko-chan.
“Ise-kun’s past? I want to hear his worries as his friend.”
“Are things like this also part of the club activity? I don’t understand Japanese customs.”
Kiba and Xenovia gathered as well. Everyone sits as if they are surrounding me. Everyone looks suspicious after seeing me feel down. Then I told them a story about a long time ago.
When I was seven years old….. There was a place I visited every time I finished school. A park in the neighbour. Over there was an Occhan[1] who did picture story shows for people who went there. I was always looking forward to Occhan’s picture story shows. Occhan rung the bell for the start of the story. There were few viewers. Everyone was a kid. There were times when it was just me. Even so Occhan showed me the show carefully. I loved Occhan.
“Long, long time ago. At a certain place, Geezer and Granny were living there. On a certain day the Geezer went to the mountains for lawn mowing. Granny went to the river to do washing. When Granny was doing washing at the river………”
I was waiting for the next development with my heart beating. Occhan changes to the next picture while looking at me with a smile.
“An Oppai flowed down.”
A small me was excited to see the detailed picture of Oppai that was drawn on the whole paper and looked so real. Yeah. I thought that I wanted to grope oppai like that. I also greatly admired the detailed picture Occhan drawed.