The plain and unnoticed me is no more

I told the owner that if I knew the cause, I would deal with it. It was a good thing, but I really couldn't afford it.

Exhale and descend the stairs to the basement pantry.

"It's been five years since then...."

--- Five years ago, a classroom in the second year of secondary school in a civilian school.

I was in a fourth-time class in the back seat by the window.

Then suddenly the classroom door opens and the principal calls out to one student.

"Sin-kun, come here a minute."

"What is it, Principal?

"You had a brother in elementary school. Take my brother home right away."

"Eh...? But there's still class....."

"Your parents were in an accident."

Until we heard this news, Taki and I lived a life of freedom.

I don't remember how I took Taki home after that.

However, he turned to Taki, anxiously looking up at me, and said, "It's okay. It's okay, Taki." I remember groaning over and over again like a spell.

In front of the house, the neighbors are crying, and they look at us with sympathy.

From the condition of the principal, I somehow knew that something bad was happening. Still, I haven't given up hope yet.

Even though the accident was a fact, they both had a scratch and said, "What happened to your school?" I was thinking of my laughing mother.

However, the parents, who were taken to lie in a room of the church, were wrapped in white cloth. Blood is seeping everywhere.

I want you to get up early and laugh at your usual pranks.

I hoped so, but after listening to the adults and understanding the situation, Taki ripped off the cloth and pointed it at me.

My wounded parents can't move with a twitch.

"Mom!? Father!? No! This is a lie!!

Taki leaned on his parents' bodies and cried, losing consciousness while covering his wounds with his hands.

"Hey, Taki!!

"Sin-kun, let Taki sleep on the church bed. I'm sure the shock was too great. It's okay, because the adults around you will help. Come to the church if you have any trouble."

"... yes, thank you"

There are no relatives in this country we can count on. Grandparents are leaving early, and both parents are single children.

How can we live with Taki and the two of us who have not yet completed compulsory education? You can't cry with anxiety and anxiety, but you just get lost.

Only a very small number of privileged children receive more education than compulsory, even though they are civilians.

I was supposed to go to high school next year and get a steady job after graduation, such as an aide or servant of a nobleman who works in the bureau.

In order to make it easier for parents in the future, I studied desperately to get a good job and became a good grader, but I lost my parents before filial piety.

The regret that I should have done something sooner fills my head.

Fourteen-year-old me was just being sweet to my parents, and I thought that was natural. The average day that I believed would last forever was really so fragile.

The next day, the neighborhood's adults performed their parents' funeral, but the feverish taxi could not attend, and I greeted the attendees alone as a mourner, and finally gave thanks as a farewell greeting to the parents.

Adults around me cry when they look at me like that.

When I saw my parents' coffins buried slowly, I began to cry, but I couldn't bear it.

Because I thought I had to keep an eye on it until the end.

Grief, anxiety, and carelessness make your eyes dark.

That night, I cried by myself, killing my voice, lying on my side with a hot sleeping duck.

A week after my parents died, I quit school and started working in a restaurant on the street to feed my taxi.

There was a legacy, but I decided not to lose sight of it, so I decided to let Taki go to school with the money and kept him going to school.

I work from morning to evening to earn a living, and when I get home, I eat.

And I watched Taki study, and I finished washing early the next morning and went out to work every day.

Taki was in charge of dishwashing, taking in laundry, cleaning, and with the help of the neighbors, we managed to live together.