IS:Volume7 by <unknown>

Author:<unknown> [<unknown>]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-12-14T13:07:01.561000+00:00

--She ended up unable to catch up to that back.

--She couldn't look at that expression directly.

--She started to feel painful about bearing the same family name.

"..."

*Gya* *gya*. The warm shower of rain fell.

Lowering her head, Kanzashi looked like she was crying, but that face—looked up.

"Calm down...nee-san, nee-san...I-I..."

--I, Kanzashi, won't be crushed as long as I have Ichika.

She finally found a hero, someone who had a bright smile.

"Orimura, Ichika..."

She tried to call that name again, and she was happy yet trembling anxiously. The inexplicable drive rose up within her.

Courage—Perhaps that's what people call it.

◆

"Thank you very much!"

After the special training ended, Houki and the kendo members bowed and thanked each other.

"Hey~. You don't have to say it so stiffly."

Floating down from above was Houki's coach and tag match partner, Tatenashi.

She looked carefree as usual as she waved her hand lightly.

"No, it's unacceptable for a swordsman[7C 8] to lack formalities."

"Swordsman?"

Seeing the stern looking Houki, Tatenashi couldn't help but give a wry smile.

"Oh yeah. How about we have dinner today? At the cafeteria in the second year dorm. I'll lead the way."

"Huh? No, I—"

"Okay. It's decided. Let's go, let's go."

"Wait-Wait a minute! I—"

"Okay okay let's go!"

"Ha..."

Unable to endure Tatenashi's angelic expression, Houki couldn't help but sigh deeply.

It was the same when she complied to pair up with her. Why was Houki unable to resist Tatenashi at all?

At first, she thought that this sempai wasn't willing to listen to others, but even after thinking about that and getting manipulated, there were a lot of inexplicable things.

(For-Forget about it. It's not like I hate it.)

Now being led by the hand that was holding hers, they walked to the changing room in the arena.

It wasn't something she hated.

"..."

She remembered her own sister who used to hold her hand like this.

Shinonono Tabane—

To Houki, Tabane was an existence she couldn't surpass no matter how hard she tried.

When she was young, Tabane was someone she relied on, and someone she was proud of.

But unknowingly, she felt that the difference between her and her sister had started to show.

--That person, she's of a completely different breed from me.

The inherent talent difference was too great.

But even so, somewhere in her heart, the aspect where she viewed her sister Tabane as someone she vaguely admired only lasted until 'That Incident'.

(--)

"Houki-chan."

"Ah, what is it!?"

"What's wrong? We reached the changing room."

"Huh, I see, yeah. Okay."

"Are you thinking about something? You look really scary."

"Do-Do I?"

"I do. Girls are prettier when they smile—!"

Tatenashi went behind Houki and moved both hands under her armpits.

"Koochi koochi koochi!"

"GUHAA! HA-HAHAHA! STO-STOP IT...AHAHAHAHA!!"

Just like that, they spent two minutes in laughter, and Houki was out of breath when the tickling attack ended.

"Haa... haa... haa..."

"Mn--, Houki-chan and Laura-chan's reactions are so cute...speaking of which."

"Wha-What is it?"

Finally regaining her breath, Houki opened the locker and answered,

"Houki-chan, regarding your elder sister—Professor Tabane, do you keep her away?"

"..."

It wasn't that she hated it. Recently, she finally started to realize it.

But she would remember that incident when they met.

She wanted to seal her memories, her lack of control over her emotions, and—

(The hurt I inflicted on her.

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