Yuri Tama: From Third Wheel to Trifecta The First [Complete] by toshizou

Yuri Tama: From Third Wheel to Trifecta The First [Complete] by toshizou

Author:toshizou
Language: eng
Format: epub


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“Sooo...tiiired...” I droned as I staggered through my front door and flopped right down onto the floor in the entryway. I’d gone out with Yuna and Rinka as friends plenty of times since I started high school, but it seemed that two consecutive date-days in a row had been too much for a natural loner like me to handle. The sleep deprivation wasn’t helping either, not to mention how much running around I’d had to do during that second date. I think I’m gonna be sore tomorrow.

“Oh, Yotsuba’s dead,” noted Sakura, who happened to be passing by at the time.

“’M alive...” I groaned.

“Really?” she asked, squatting down and poking my cheek.

“Dunno...”

“Want me to get you some water?”

“You’d do that for me...?”

“It’s water. Why would you question that? Wait just a minute,” Sakura sighed, then sorta half-dashed away, returning a moment later with a glass of water.

My little sister’s turned out so kind... I’m so proud of her...

“Here you go,” said Sakura as she offered me the glass.

I chugged it down so fast, I had to gasp for air afterward. “Thank you, Sakura!”

“S-Seriously, it was just water! It’s not that big of a deal.”

“Sure, but that glass of water saved my life, so I think it...huh? Come to think of it, where’re mom and dad?”

“They’re out shopping, and took Aoi with them,” Sakura explained.

“Shopping...?” I repeated, then glanced at my phone. “Oh, I guess they did tell me about that.” My mom had sent me a text saying that if I wanted her to buy anything specific, I should let her know. I’d forgotten about one of the Hazama household’s family traditions: every Sunday, our dad would drive us out to the grocery store to stock up for the week’s meals. Normally I’d have gone along with them, but since I was out and about today, it seemed they’d left without me. “What are we running low on...?” I wondered out loud.

“Do you need, like, help getting up?” asked Sakura.

“Ugh... It’s fine, I’m not an invalid! Alley-oop!”

I let out a mighty cry and, with great difficulty, heaved myself to my feet! Then I made my way into the kitchen. Sakura hit me with a parting jab about how saying “alley-oop” like that made me sound like an old man, but I’m of the opinion that exerting-yourself noises like that are timeless across the board!

“Let’s see,” I said as I checked our stocks, “we need eggs, milk, and bacon, looks like. Oh, we still have some of yesterday’s curry? Wonder how many meals I can stretch that into if I get creative with it? What else...”

“Isn’t dealing with all of this stuff day after day hard?” asked Sakura, who’d wandered into the kitchen after me.

“If anyone has it hard, it’s mom and dad!” I replied. “They’re the ones who have to work late every day.”

“I guess, but still,” Sakura began, then fell into silence. She seemed a little tongue-tied, but I knew what she was trying to say already, and I knew I had to nip that train of thought in the bud.



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