The events of Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, when people go out with their loved ones in the city, did not happen, and each day ended as a normal day with the sun rising and setting. Sad, isn't it? I'm not sad. It's the world I want.
On the contrary, Ugin seems to be out and about in the cold temperatures. He buys me sweets to make me feel sorry for him. I thankfully accept them and spend my days as a machine to consume sweets.
As usual, Ugin's homemade cakes were delicious. My mother and Ugin baked the cake together, while my father and I watched TV in the living room with our own drinks (tomatoes and wine).
I wonder who I inherited my tone of voice and personality genetically. My father is taciturn and my mother is calm. However, Ugin and I are as boisterous as clowns. Especially me. Ugin is still better, but he is showing signs of it and I am worried about him these days.
Okay, let's call me and Ugin a mutation.

Sometimes I wonder how he is doing.
I've been hanging out with Alina since the fall, and I've gotten to know her a lot, but I don't know what she does on her days off. I don't really care what other people do on their days off, but what Alina does on hers is a little curious. I wonder if she reads, which is her hobby. Or does she spend her time playing with her smartphone like a high school girl nowadays? Is she seriously doing her homework?
When I start thinking about Alina, I can't stop. It seems that her presence has grown so large in my mind. If she finds out, she will play with me.
Tomorrow I will know how she is spending her time. Tomorrow, the 27th, is the day of the gathering Tsuru has planned. We decided on an all-you-can-eat yakiniku restaurant, and it was a good thing that the price was friendly to high school students.

We get under a kotatsu and warm ourselves with zoni.

I want to be a NEET!)

I wished earnestly. It would be possible if I had enough saved up so that I didn't have to work. I would not become a NEET, but I would like to avoid working. Some people say that I shine when I am working. That's bullshit. It's not what you think, it's what I think. Of course I want to take as much time off as possible to do what I want to do.

Don't hit my foot, brother. I'll crush it.
'Put the remote down. Calm down.'

It's the annual battle of positions that takes place inside the kotatsu.
It seems that my legs, which are one size bigger than hers, are a considerable obstacle for Ugin, and when I move a little, my legs collide with her thin legs. I have no malice toward her. I am rather considerate of her. However, my feelings are not being reciprocated, and Ugin's hostility is growing stronger and stronger.

'You're not allowed to stretch out your legs.
Do you want me to sit on the floor?'
'If you're sitting on the floor, it's fine.
'If I sit on the floor, my knees would come out of the kotatsu.
'It's good for your toes to warm up.'
'At least the entire lower half of your body ......'
'I'll crush you, okay?'
'All right, put the remote down. I don't know what you're talking about.
"Skull and cervical vertebrae.
'You should say "head and neck" like a cute little girl. You're scaring me.
'Shut up, brother. Then do your best to avoid contact with me.

A truce was signed, and I once again put my hands to the soup. This is the only time of year I get to eat zoni. I don't have time to deal with my sister, who's on the verge of losing a screw.

Aren't you going out with your friends?
'We're students preparing for the exams, after all. Everyone is studying.'
'That's right. It's too bad we can't see each other more often in our last days of middle school. I'll be free once the entrance exam is over.
'Yeah. As a recommendation group, we can only support them, so we have to be careful about what we say. If we say something bad, it might put pressure on them and have a bad influence on them. That's why it's impossible to get together.

Ugin threw a tangerine peel in my face. I wonder if he wants to play. I mean, what's the point?
I was hit in the face with the scent of citrus, but I quickly held my face with my hand and the peel, preventing a hole-in-one into a bowl of miscellaneous food.

'......Well, just wait a little longer!

He throws the skin back. But reflexively, Ugin guarded himself with a tray as a shield.

'Well, that's that. You're breaking out of jail tomorrow, aren't you, brother?
'No, I'm going out. I'm not a prisoner.
'Sorry, you're out of prison.
'No, I'm out. I don't have a sentence or anything from the beginning.
'You have a date with Alina, don't you? Are you going to put on makeup?''
We're not dating. If I put on makeup, I get questioned every five minutes.
I know, right? I guess it's better to use Photoshop instead of makeup.
'Because it's not digitized. Because it's authentically real.

After finishing my zoni, I went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. I went to the kitchen to get away from Ugin. Avoiding her ridicule is a difficult task. Running away is the best way to win.
I went back to my room and opened my phone to find a message from Makoto.

Let's meet up tomorrow and go.

Go with Ryuka," I sent. Why would she want to go with this guy when she has a boyfriend? I don't understand.


I let my mind wander for a while and remembered my exchange with Tsuru. I remembered my exchange with Tsuru, in which I recommended a love hotel as a dating area for Makoto and Ryuka. You didn't really go there, did you? But that idiot would really believe it. And with Ryuka's personality, she won't be able to say no, which makes it even worse. d*mn, I'm starting to get the urge to kill him.

She promised to go with her friends first.

Well, then I guess I don't blame you.
Let's go check to see if he really went.

Did you spend Christmas with Ryuka? Sent.

A few dozen seconds later, I got a reply right away.

Yes! Is it a great success? I'll thank the cranes!"

What's a big success? This is out of order. It's on the level of a press embargo.

Biologically? Sent.

A reply came a little later.

"Maybe?"

Oh, no. Red rice, I guess.
I replied with a random 'way, way' and hung up.
Next, I sent a message to Tsuru.

Makoto seems to have really gone.

I sent this. The reply came immediately. That's too fast. Is this some kind of artificial intelligence? Or are today's high school girls living in science fiction with augmented reality installed that displays information in the corner of their vision?

You did it, handsome.

What's wrong with you, grade-school brainiacs? The Nidatsuru I know is the brightest, most articulate, impeccable high school girl I know. Where has she gone, Tsuru-san?

Let's hope Ryuka's health doesn't change.
What? Why?'' Reply .
'No, love hotel ......' sent.
'Wow, that sucks. I'll tell Alina.
'Wait, you're the one! Sent.
'You wouldn't really say that, would you? I was just suggesting a gift plan. Worst, worst, worst, worst, worst, worst, worst, worst, worst, worst, worst, worst, worst, worst, worst, worst, worst, worst, worst.

I quietly put my phone on my desk.

'Phew.

It was vibrating continuously, but I decided to ignore it. I'm sure he's sending a lot of 'sucks'.
Well, I'm not really going to say it. And I'm not going to go there. If you think about it calmly, you know it's a joke.
A sense of humiliation and overwhelming defeat washes over me.

'VAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

I screamed. To drown the pain.
I screamed. To forget my shame.
I screamed. Like the citizens of the French Revolution.

Aah! Sa ila, sa ila, sa ila!

"Everything will be fine," he shouted.

'Shut up.

Without knocking, Ugin opened the door and hit me clean in the face with a tangerine. If it had been a tomato, it would have exploded and I would have been covered in blood. I would have licked around my mouth and then wiped my face.

'Vaaaah!

I'm desperate. I'm gonna scream my head off.

Then Ugin opens my closet. He reaches in slowly and starts dropping clothes off one hanger after another.
One by one, they were removed one by one from the end, and the bottom of the closet was covered with clothes. Next, he moved to the bookshelf and pulled them out one by one with his fingers, my beloved books spinning in an arc and falling on the floor.
Oh my God, Ugin-chan is mad at me. He has no expression on his face, but he's really pissed off. This is just like the time he turned all the furniture upside down in retaliation for entering Ugin's room without permission.
I got down on my knees. I got down on my knees and said, 'I'm sorry for the trouble I caused you! with the utmost apology. But Ugin pulled out the book as if he had lost all emotion, and next he began to remove the fluorescent light.

I'll buy you something tomorrow, please forgive me!

With these words, Ugin's fingers stopped snapping.

'Yes! I'm counting on you.'

Ugin Sakakiki, JC 3rd year, comes back to himself with a smile on his face. He left the room humming a tune as if nothing had happened.
Clothes and books scattered about. The fluorescent light removed.
It's probably a good thing he didn't yell at me or get violent, but it's still a nasty punishment.

'Let's clean this up: ......'

Let's have a quiet day today so that we can face tomorrow with peace of mind.