You Like Me, Not My Daughter?! Volume 4 [Complete] by Kota Nozomi

Author:Kota Nozomi
Language: eng
Format: epub

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It was about five or six years ago. I couldn’t exactly remember what time of year it was, but I could remember what Takkun was like very well—it was around the time he’d entered middle school, when he was starting to get taller but was still just barely shorter than me.

It was also a time when he hadn’t been quite so masculine with the way he spoke—back when he’d called me “Mommy Ayako.”

“I really messed up,” I mumbled with a sigh.

I was walking home from my local grocery store. Ground meat was on sale at a great price, so I was excitedly making my way back, thinking about the Hamburg steaks I was going to make for dinner, when I tripped. There was nothing there, but I took a tumble.

You know, when you trip as an adult, the embarrassment is bigger than the pain—and it was all the more embarrassing I tripped over nothing for no reason at all. Maybe I need to exercise more? I haven’t been working out at all these days.

“Ow...”

I used the guard rails beside me to support myself while I rubbed my right ankle. Fortunately, this was a relatively isolated street and no one saw me trip. I wanted to quickly flee the scene before someone noticed, but the moment I took a step, there was a sharp pain running through my right ankle. It seemed like I’d twisted it pretty badly when I’d fallen.

There wasn’t even anything there...

“I don’t think it’s broken...”

I took off my shoe and sock and saw that my ankle was a little swollen. It didn’t hurt that badly on its own, but once I put weight on it, the pain intensified. It seemed like I was going to have trouble walking.

“Wh-What do I do...?”

I didn’t want to call for an ambulance over something like this, but it was going to be quite difficult to get home on this foot. What should I do? I was at my wit’s end.

“Mommy Ayako...?” Just then, Takkun was passing by on his way home from school. He was wearing his middle school gakuran uniform and carrying a backpack. He’d probably seen me with one foot bare and thought something was wrong, so he quickly ran over to me. “What’s wrong, Mommy Ayako?”

“Takkun... Um, I actually just tripped and twisted my ankle.”

“Huh...? A-Are you okay?!”

“Yeah, it doesn’t hurt that bad, but...it does hurt a little to walk. I think it might be sprained.”

“No way...” Takkun looked truly concerned. He then put on a serious face and thought silently for a bit. Several seconds later, his eyes were filled with determination. He strapped his backpack over his chest before turning his back to me and crouching down. “Get on, Mommy Ayako!” he said without an ounce of hesitation.

“Wh-What?!” I was stunned. Get on? Does he mean...?

“I’ll carry you to the hospital on my back.”

It seemed that I was right.

Takkun’s going to carry me? On his back? Am I, an adult much too old for something like this, going to take a piggyback ride from a middle schooler?

“I-It’s fine.

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