My Stepmom's Daughter Is My Ex: Volume 9 Part 1 by Kyosuke Kamishiro

Author:Kyosuke Kamishiro
Language: eng
Format: epub

The Path to the Future

Mizuto Irido

I’d been called over to the Higashira household not by Isana, but by her mother, Natora-san. Essentially, it’d played out with her simply telling me “I got business with you, so come on over, kid.” That being said...she invited me, but she didn’t seem to be home?

“Thanks to that, I walked in on a disastrous scene. Sheesh...”

“That’s my line!” Isana protested, her face beet red. She was wearing nothing but a long-sleeved shirt, which was almost dresslike—long enough to cover her thighs, but...“So... I know this is your room and all, but you should at least wear something underneath.”

“I-I am! I’m wearing panties!”

“Wear shorts at least.”

Now that I thought about it, she was the type to only wear clothes on her upper half during a video call because it wouldn’t appear on camera. Thanks to that, I got a full look of certain...places...whether I wanted to or not. No matter how close we were, things could still get awkward between us.

“It’s been a while since we’ve hung out on the weekend,” I said, changing the subject.

Isana hadn’t come to my place much recently, nor did we hang out at the library after school often. This was, of course, because she was working on her art.

Ever since the trip to Kobe, Isana had begun to throw herself even more into drawing. Consequently, that cut into the time that we could hang out, so we mostly communicated over text.

“Have you drawn anything since then?” I asked.

“Well, I suppose I’ve done some drawings... Would you like to see?”

“If it’s okay with you.”

Isana picked up her tablet from the desk and gave it to me. Looking at the screen, I saw a row of thumbnails for images.

“P-Please refrain from looking at anything unscrupulous!”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“W-Well, there are quite a few pictures similar to the ones I was taking when you arrived...”

I fell silent. I’ll be extremely careful to avoid those. I held the tablet and sat on the ground, cross-legged. Isana initially sat on the bread, but gasped as if she realized something and then immediately sat on her knees on the floor. She must’ve realized that sitting on the bed while I sat on the floor would’ve put her panties at eye level. Can you realize that a little sooner next time?

I began looking through the drawings. They were mostly rough sketches, with some of them that looked like outlines of people. Honestly, some of them were pretty special. There were many that she’d just done the line art for, but none of her drawings were colored in.

“You haven’t finished any of these,” I observed.

“I haven’t... For some reason, none of these really resonate with me.”

Is she in a slump? How, when she just drew that amazing picture not too long ago? “What about that rough sketch you drew on the way back from Kobe?”

“Oh! I did complete that! It’s in a different folder.” She extended her hands, asking me for the tablet, so I handed it to her.

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