My Stepmom’s Daughter Is My Ex: Volume 12 by Kyosuke Kamishiro

Author:Kyosuke Kamishiro [KAMISHIRO, KYOSUKE]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: J-Novel Club
Published: 2025-04-14T00:00:00+00:00

“Kawanami, we’re here.”

Suddenly, I woke up at my shoulders being gently shaken. We’d reached the last station, Yodoyabashi. We got off the train, walked past the turnstiles and made our way from there into the Osaka metro station. Its underground tunnel seemed to continue forever. Minami looked at it and the stairs that led outside before turning to me.

“Now what?” she asked.

“You’re asking me? You brought me here.”

“True enough. Hmm...” As Minami tilted her head, my stomach made a noise. “Hungry?”

“Yeah...”

After all, I’d thrown up everything I’d eaten at karaoke. I hadn’t been in any state to eat before we got on the train. I wasn’t sure if sleeping on the train had helped me feel better, but right now, I felt pretty hungry.

“Let’s go to Shinsaibashi, then. There’s a huge shopping district there, right?”

“Yeah... It’s near Dotonbori—near the Glico billboard, right?”

“Yeah, that’s it! Let’s get some takoyaki, yeah?”

Takoyaki... I suddenly remembered Makoto feeding me, and my face tightened.

“Didn’t you have any at karaoke?” I asked.

“Yeah, but this is where they come from! They’re completely different! Probably, at least...”

Her argument was very typical of Kansai natives like us. But either way, Minami took me by the hand and began leading me through the metro so that we could get on the subway and take it to Shinsaibashi.

It was a lot easier to navigate than the underground in Umeda. We carefully read the signs and were able to get from Yodoyabashi to Shinsaibashi without too much trouble. When we exited the station, we were met with a sight that really made it sink in that we weren’t in Kyoto anymore.

The buildings were huge and the roads were wide. The fancier areas of Kyoto had tall buildings too, but they had height restrictions. We also didn’t have eight-lane roads, maybe because of the kind of grid system that Kyoto had. This was enough to make me feel like I was seeing something new.

“Looks like it’s that way,” Minami said, looking at her phone and leading me.

We walked across the sidewalk, crossed a street, and finally reached a crowded shopping district, which made me feel much more at home thanks to the similarity to Kyoto’s sights. As Minami walked through the district’s arcade, she looked up.

“Y’know, I thought about this when we were in Okinawa too, but these kinds of shopping arcades have the same vibe no matter where. Even though they all have straight paths, they all feel really messy and chaotic.”

“Well, yeah, it reminds us of Teramachi Kyogoku. I’m sure people from here who go to Kyoto would think that it reminds them of Shinsaibashi.”

“True.”

As we walked with the crowd while casually glancing at the stores around us, we reached a point where if we kept walking, we’d reach the famous Dotonbori bridge, but we ended up making a right instead, making our way to a place called the American Village.

At first glance, there wasn’t anything American-looking about it. There were various stores, secondhand clothes shops, and the like. Overall, it just seemed a hangout place for the younger crowd, but not the more trendy kinds.

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