Himegi-san a Bride from the Future Begs Me to Confess My Love to Her Again - Volume 2 Chapter 3.10

Touka Himegi: Reminiscence 4

I was furious when I returned to my family home. Livid. Absolutely pissed off.

It all started with one single remark from that man.

Yes, in my fourth year of college, I ended up living with him.

Up until that point, I had been commuting from this mansion to the university, but suddenly my father said, ‘Live with that young man,’ and I was kicked out of the mansion.

Truly, my father’s words that day were a bolt from the blue.

Who would have thought that my father, who had always disliked Ha-kun, would suggest such a thing?

Even God couldn’t have imagined it.

So we rented an apartment within walking distance from both our family homes and started our life together.

To be honest, I had always been a bit enamored with the idea of living together.

I’d always wanted to try living in a small room, away from this mansion.

So, I was excited, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t elated.

After all, this year marks our fourth year of dating.

I think it’s only natural to start thinking about the next step.

——Marriage! (結婚)

I have to openly confess. Lately, these two characters have been on my mind.

Although I’m still a college student and it might be a bit early to think about marriage, some of my classmates have gotten married.

That’s why… recently, I find myself contemplating a future with him.

Will we end up getting married, or…?

I want to think our relationship is progressing smoothly, but I’m also a bit anxious.

Since becoming a college student, I’ve heard a lot more messy love stories about breakups and affairs.

In reality, long-lasting couples are quite rare among my peers.

Everyone is breaking up for one reason or another.

People may envy our relationship, but every time I hear about someone breaking up, I get a little uneasy.

I started to worry that we might end up the same way.

So, I had been hoping that this cohabitation would bring me closer—closer to that idiot!

——Ah, just thinking about it makes my blood boil!

“Touka-nee, you seem…Furious, looking anxious, then furious again; you’re emotionally unstable.”

“Be quiet.”

“And you’re also being sarcastic.”

Right now, we’re in the mansion’s kitchen.

Why am I in a place like this, you ask? It’s to practice cooking.

And I brought my sister here from her room to have her try the finished dish.

However, this idiot looked at the food I made and exclaimed, ‘It’s dangerous enough when it looks normal, but this appearance is completely out! Harune doesn’t want to die yet!’ and resolutely refused to eat it.

“But Touka-nee… this is, um, a remarkable sense of style of cooking, it can be called a talent. Harune couldn’t create this even if I tried. —So? Who are you planning to annihilate with this weapon?”

You’ve become a bit cheeky since high school, haven’t you?

“——It’s food, okay? Food! Where do you see a weapon in this? And I wouldn’t recommend making jokes when I’m holding a frying pan.”

Really, this child has only been influenced by Ha-kun in the weirdest ways…

She must be called something like a ‘disappointing princess (Himegi is the surname)’ at school, no doubt.

“St-Stop! Please put down the frying pan!”

“Seriously…”

“So, what do you call this weapon?”

“For the last time, it’s not a weapon… it’s… a rice ball.”

“A rice ball? You mean the rice ball you wrap in seaweed and eat? I thought it was a chimera made by fusing a crow and a bat—so-sorry! Just kidding! Don’t try to swing the frying pan!”

“There won’t be a next time…”

“Di-Did you serve this to Onī-san?”

My sister says that and timidly pokes the rice ball with a fork.

“It’s not the exploding type!”

Such a disrespectful sister…

I only manage to make explosive dishes about one in ten times…

“Did Onī-san say he’d ‘die’?”

“I’ll really hit you… That idiot said it’s ‘not something any living creature should put in their mouth.’ “

Ah—just remembering it makes me furious.

How dare he say he ‘doesn’t want to eat’ the food that someone worked hard to make!

If he said it was inedible for humans, I’d reluctantly accept that.

But ‘not something any living creature should put in their mouth’? What does that even mean!

So you’re saying neither dogs, nor cats, nor bugs can eat the food I made?

It’s frustrating. So frustrating. Annoyingly frustrating.

Even if he apologizes, I’ll never forgive him!

Today, we’re not taking a bath together!

No s*x for a week! And kisses… only one… per day!

“Ah, I see. It’s an eloquent expression—wait, don’t hold that frying pan!”

“I’m going to cook something that’ll make you gasp!”

“Anyway, what is Onī-san up to?”

“He and Takashi went to watch wrestling.”

“Those two really get along well.”

“Yes, they do. But I don’t think it’s okay for him to drag the newly-wed Takashi around.”

“That’s true, Takashi-kun will be a father soon; he lacks self-awareness.”

Kanako and Takashi, who recently got married, are classmates from school.

And within Kanako’s womb, a new life is residing.

“I never dreamed the two of them would have a shotgun wedding. It was completely out of the blue.”

“Harune, don’t you ever say ‘shotgun wedding’ in front of them. Say ‘blessed wedding,’ or you’ll get glared at by Kanako.”

“And Touka-nee, you are getting impatient! She never thought her childhood friend Takashi and his spouse would beat her to the altar! She thought they would get married first!”

“Ugh, mind your own business!”

I was so happy when Kanako reported the news that I jumped for joy.

I truly wished the two of them the best. But watching the lovey-dovey couple makes me feel anxious.

Does Ha-kun have any intention of marrying me?

“Returning to this mansion after living together for a few days—our future is fraught with challenges! If I can’t even cook properly, then marriage is but a distant dream!”

“U, uuu…”

“If this keeps up, I’ll stay single for the rest of my life!”

“…you don’t even have a boyfriend, so I don’t want to hear it from you!”

“Hehehe… Touka-nee is ignorant. She has no understanding of how popular Harune is at school!”

“Huh, with those modest assets, I can’t believe you’re popular.”

“Grrr… Harune is average size! It’s just that Touka-nee is too big.”

“Yeah, yeah. Let’s just say that.”

“Rather than worrying about Harune, it’s about you, Touka-nee. If you can’t cook properly, you won’t be able to get married—”

——Twitch! (TN: Angry sfx)

“Contrary to what Touka-nee might think, Onī-san is quite popular! Even among Harune’s classmates, there are many fans of Onī-san! His cute face is a big hit!”

——Twitch Twitch!

“Harune is actually better at cooking! Harune should be able to make Onī-san happier than Touka-nee, who produces weapons of mass destruction!”

“Hehehe… Tell your little friends this: if they lay a hand on Ha-kun, they’d better be prepared for the consequences. By the way, that includes you too (smiles).”

“W-w-wait, okay! I get it—put down that knife! Holding a knife while smiling is cheating!”

“Good grief…”

“Well, Harune is cheering for Touka-nee as well. That’s why today, I invited an expert to this kitchen to help improve Touka-nee’s cooking skills!”

The kitchen door opens, and who appears before us are a pregnant Kanako and Chris-chan.

“You idiot, Harune! Don’t bother pregnant Kanako with such matters! Wait, Kanako, are you sure you should be up and move around?”

“Actually, it’s the opposite. The doctor told me I should get some moderate exercise.”

Saying that, Kanako pats her round belly.

“Is that so?”

“Yes. So, we thought we’d take a walk and come see your face. Right, Chris-chan?”

“Ah, yes. Believe it or not, I’m good at cooking.”

“…Thank you.”

I was sincerely happy that the two of them came all this way for me during such a busy time.

I was truly touched.

“Well, I’m not a master chef or anything, but I can at least teach you the basics.”

“We’ll whip you into shape.”

Kanako and Chris-chan said this, smiling and flashing peace signs.

Ah, as expected, Kanako and Chris-chan are my best friends.

“By the way, where are Takashi and Hakuba?”

“Huh? Why are you bringing them up???”

“Hmm? Both of them said they would be helping around the mansion, didn’t they?”

“…Didn’t they go to watch a wrestling match?”

“There shouldn’t be any wrestling events held nearby at this time.”

“I saw them heading towards the station.”

“I see. The reason they’ve been acting strangely since this morning is because they had something to hide.”

I had assumed they were acting weird because they were afraid of my anger…

“…It seems like…”

“…That seems to be the case…”

Those idiots must be hiding something from us…

So, when they returned with smiles, we interrogated those fools with smiles as well.

As a result, it turned out that they had not gone to watch wrestling but had instead gone to see a live performance by an idol named ‘Shiramori Yuki.’

Of course, what followed goes without saying: Kanako and I applied forty-eight wrestling moves to those fools as punishment.