Shimotsuki-san Likes the Mob

Suddenly, I wanted to see Shiho’s face.

(No, but it’s the … flu, so I can’t see her.)

I wouldn’t be able to see her face even if I went there.

But I wondered if I could at least ask Satsuki-san how she was doing.

I was looking for a way to get involved with Shiho in some small way, such as buying something at a convenience store and delivering it to her…

Suddenly, a white car stopped next to me.

The familiar car belonged to my aunt.

It seems that the god of romantic comedies is trying to interfere with my relationship with Shiho in earnest.

“Kotaro, get in …, annoyingly, I’m going to be forced to pick you up and drop you off for a while. What on earth is your mother thinking when she’s so busy? If she cares so much about her kids, why doesn’t she just take care of them herself?”

I sigh as my aunt rolled down the passenger window and complained from the get-go.

Oh well…, the surveillance has begun again…

I remember being watched like this when I was a little kid, when my mother didn’t realize I was incompetent.

After she was disappointed, she left me completely alone, but apparently my recent behavior is unacceptable.

I wonder if it has something to do with the fact that business has not been going well lately.

I felt like I was taking it out on her, but I didn’t have the energy to resist. I quietly got into my aunt’s car.

From now on, she would be taking me to and from school every day after school to keep me from playing around.

This doesn’t look like I’ll be able to go visit Shiho… Well, I won’t be able to see her if I go… I’ll call her later and we’ll just have to live with that.

“What’s with your mother? I hope you don’t mind.”

“… Since you’re also my mother’s sister …, why don’t you just complain to her directly?”

“I can’t do that. That’s still my employer, you know? I can put up with it because I get special benefits…, otherwise I would have quit the company long ago.”

My aunt is basically a person who thinks in terms of money.

She is taking care of me not because she has a kindred spirit, but because my mother is paying her for her services.

Therefore, she has never scolded me in earnest, although she has made some small complaints. It is a business-like relationship. I am not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing.

Anyway, I now know that my mother is not in a normal state of mind.

“Good grief, I really don’t want to take care of… a little boy at all. Speaking of which, what’s with the girl? Pink hair is a rarity. Is she your girlfriend?”

My aunt, who was driving the car with a cigarette in her mouth, had apparently seen me and Kurumizawa-san.

To avoid any misunderstanding, I clearly denied it.

“No… Just a classmate I happened to meet.”

“There’s a high school student in those colors. By the way, what’s her name?”

“Apparently her name is ‘Kururi Kurumizawa’ …”

What is the point of knowing that?

When I was tilting my head, my aunt said something that caught my attention.

“Kurumizawa? I think we have a business partner with a name like that…”

Is it the nature of businessmen to try to know people’s names?

As soon as she heard the name, my aunt closed her mouth as if she was pondering something.

It was kind of eerie.

It may be time for the various foreshadowing lines to come together.

The romantic comedy that has been stagnant may be about to start moving forward.

Truly, the god of romantic comedies does unnecessary things…