Himegi-san a Bride from the Future Begs Me to Confess My Love to Her Again - Volume 1 Chapter 2.14

Date 14

Finally, we arrived at the intended card shop.

“…There are so many types of cards here.”

Himegi-san gazes intently at the cards displayed in glass cases, her expression filled with admiration.

There seem to be more card varieties than she had imagined, and she’s quite surprised.

“Ah! This card… It’s the one Harune wants…”

She sets her sights on a card inside the display case.

The one Himegi-san was now intently examining was the very card Touka-san had sold earlier.

I found her counting the zeros displayed below the card.

“——ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand… f-five hundred thousand yen!”

Surprisingly, the card from earlier is being sold for five hundred thousand yen.

They’re quite aggressive with their pricing.

Well, they’re professionals; they probably judged that this price is reasonable.

“Ouji-kun you’re right, it’s an unbelievable price…”

To Himegi-san, who isn’t interested in card games, this price would likely seem surreal.

“It’s not impossible to buy it… but giving this card to an elementary schooler is bad for her education.”

“… So, it’s not impossible to buy, huh…”

As expected of someone who is arguably one of the wealthiest people in this town.

By the way, the store manager of the card shop is looking at us with a face that says, 『You’re here again.』

“What will you do?”

“…I wonder what should I do?”

I’m not that knowledgeable about this card game either.

So, I have no idea what kind of cards are popular right now.

I mean, if she were to buy a popular card, there’s a good chance her sister might already have it.

This is quite a difficult task…

“Hmm?”

“What’s wrong?”

“Look at that.”

I point at the figure displayed in the showcase.

Underneath the figure, there’s a handwritten sign that says, 『The popular Dragon Monster has been brought to life!』

“A dragon figurine?”

“Yes, a dragon figure. It’s the same one as the dragon from the 500,000 yen card earlier.”

“It certainly looks the same.”

“At twenty thousand yen, it’s quite expensive, but compared to the card from earlier, isn’t it more reasonable?”

“That’s true.”

“How about giving your sister that dragon figurine as a present?”

“…Hmm, alright. I’ll buy that figurine.”

After a moment of hesitation, she picks up the figurine stacked next to the cash register and heads to the counter.

I guess we’ve managed to find a present for her sister.

“Thank you.”

“No problem.”

We leave the card shop. And now we’re at the entrance of the shopping mall.

Why are we here? Because in about ten minutes, the car that’s coming to pick up Himegi-san will arrive.

Himegi-san told me I could go home, but I’ve decided to stay with her until she gets into the car.

I have no intention of acting like her boyfriend, but I feel like it’s my duty to watch over her until the car arrives, so I’m waiting here.

“Thank you for today. I think my sister will be happy.”

“It’s fine, I’m glad I could help a little.”

The sky had completely turned orange, and the pleasant spring breeze gently cooled my slightly flushed face.

Families with children seemed to have had a lot of fun, walking hand in hand with smiles, presumably heading home.

At that moment, fluffy blue balloons floated in the sunset sky.

Himegi-san and I gazed absentmindedly at those blue balloons.

They must be the balloons they were handing out at the entrance.

Then, right in front of us, a child of about three years old was crying loudly.

Lying on the ground, he pointed to the balloons floating in the sky while sobbing.

Apparently, he had accidentally let go of the balloon he was holding, and that’s why he was crying.

His mother was calmly soothing the child, though she seemed to be embarrassed.

It seemed they had come shopping together and were on their way back.

“I feel sorry for him. I’ll go get him a balloon.”

Himegi-san said as she stood up from the bench.

I stopped her and hurried over to the crying boy.

“Hey, don’t lie on the ground; you’ll get your clothes dirty.”

I said that and helped the boy stand up.

The boy seemed a bit bewildered, probably not expecting someone other than his mother to talk to him.

“What color balloon do you want?”

When I asked, the boy, still crying, said ‘green.’

A green balloon… I remembered having one in my pocket.

“Look, pay close attention to my hand.”

I brought my palms together and clasped them like a certain alchemist.

“Well, let’s see…”

Then, I gradually separated my clasped hands.

Then, from my hands, a green balloon appeared, and the balloon slowly inflated.

“Wow~~~~~!”

Thankfully, the child’s eyes widened in amazement, and he was clearly surprised.

The mother, also taken aback by the unexpected turn of events, applauded enthusiastically.

When I get reactions like this, it really feels worth it to perform magic tricks.

“Here, to make sure it doesn’t fly away again, I put a playing card inside the balloon.”

I handed the green balloon with a playing card inside to the boy.

“Wow, there’s a tiny playing card inside the balloon!”

The boy looked at the balloon with a curious expression.

“Don’t pop it.”

“Thank you, big sister (Onēsan)!”

” ….. “

With a beaming smile, the boy expressed his gratitude.

Did I mishear something? I feel like he just called me ‘Onēsan.’

“I’m sorry-I’m sorry. H-hey, this person is a big brother.”

The mother bowed her head apologetically.

“What? You look like a big sister, not a big brother!”

“H-he might look like a big sister, but he’s a big brother!”

Himegi-san snickered behind me, struggling to hold back her laughter.

Now I feel like bursting into tears…could someone please perform a magic trick that will make me smile again?

“Thank you so much for the balloon!”

“…Well, I’m glad you liked it.”

Then, waving vigorously, the child walked with his mother towards the parking lot.

“You’re quite something. I had heard the rumors, but you really are skilled at magic.”

Himegi-san looked at the parent and child holding hands with a more proud expression than even mine.

“Well, I am the vice president of the Magic Research Club, after all.”

“From those handcuffs earlier to the balloon just now—where did they come from?”

With a curious look on her face, she touches my body.

“Excessive body contact with magicians is forbidden. Please don’t do it.”

Being touched a little won’t reveal the secret.

Well, there isn’t a secret, but since I’m a boy at this age, I can’t help but become conscious when someone I like touches me.

“Like a white dove, for example? Doesn’t it appear?”

“I only have inanimate objects on hand.”

I do have a white parakeet in my room, though…