58.A message to the girl (3)

[Shijoin’s father pov]

I am Shijoin Tokimune.

I’m the president of a large company, Chijyuraku Bookstore, and a father who loves his daughter.

As I was relaxing in my living room after finishing today’s work, I saw Haruka sinking into the sofa, playing with her cell phone.

She used to be depressed, saying, “I’m in high school, but I can’t make any friends and I can’t get any addresses…” But recently, she seems to have gotten more female friends and I often see her typing emails.

I’m happy for her.

Although Haruka loves to have fun and talk with others, she has always had the dilemma of being viewed as an enemy or shunned by her peers, but now it seems that things are finally looking up.

It’s best for girls to have fun with other girls.

Girls should stay away from guys.

As I was tipping my cup of coffee in a good mood, thinking about this…

“Oh my God… Nihama-kun…”

“Bofo!”

Such a murmur reached my ears, and I almost blew coffee out of my mouth.

Why did that kid’s name come up?

And with such a smiling face…!

“Hm?What’s wrong with you, father?”

No, it’s nothing. …I’m just a little choked up.”

I feign calmness with the poker face of a president’s skills, but my heart is not at peace.

“Hey, Haruka… is it possible that the person you’re texting right now is Nihama-kun?”

I’m going to explore the possibility that I’m jumping to conclusions and that the topic of the Nihama boy simply came up in an email with a girl friend.

“Yes! We just exchanged addresses, and we’ve been texting each other several times throughout the evening!”

It got affirmed with a smile, damn it!

That kid…! When did you exchange addresses with Haruka?

What a shameless attempt ……!

(Does that mean that Haruka was chatting with him right in front of me, not only at school, but also back home! Damn, I hate civilization…!)

But… what the hell kind of messages are they exchanging!?

The other day he told me himself that he has special feelings for Haruka.

If it’s like that… the content of that email should still be…

TL: The content below is just her father’s imagination in case you somehow missed it.

[Hey, Shijouin-san. I’m not satisfied with being friends anymore. So, do you want to go on a date sometime? Maybe just the two of us at the beach. Let’s make memories with me all summer long]

[Next vacation, my house is empty, but you should come visit me. Hey, you know what? Don’t worry, I’m not gonna do anything! But you may be late, so tell your family you’re having a sleepover at a friend’s house]

Aaaaahhhh!

I’ll have you dragged through the streets and then crucified!

He’s outraged by the content of the text messages from his paranoia of Nihama boy.

(…No, no… calm down… my imagination is too wild no matter how much I want it to be)

The barely-calm part of my brain understands that the boy is not that kind of flirtatious, full-blown college student.

But men are not logical.

It is not uncommon for a serious and quiet man to turn into a wolf, and even more so when faced with the overly angelic Haruka. Reason can be blown out of the water at any moment.

Even if you don’t go that far, the gas pedal will still be on.

(After all, that’s what I was. …I took Akiko out of the main house of the Shijoin family, and secretly called her for a date, and threw her a letter in the style of a period drama… I was young at that time.)

While I was busy racking my brains, the ring tone on Haruka’s cell phone went off.

Apparently, Nihama-kun had replied to her.

“Huh… It’s cute… (the emoticons).”

What do you mean, “It’s cute”?

And what’s with the smile on your face?

What the hell kind of email did that little bastard send her!

“Ah… that… Haruka…”

“Yes? What’s the matter, father?”

Haruka looks at me with a puzzled expression.

“No, it’s”

I tried to talk to her, but I just kept mumbling.

To tell you the truth, I would like to censor what kind of e-mails he sends to her.

If there’s anything even slightly offensive in there, call me from Haruka’s cell phone right now. “Did you think I was Haruka? Too bad it’s me, kid!” I want to stick a cold stake into the liver of the Nihama boy who was so excited.

However, I understand that… such an act is a “No Go”, no matter how much I want to.

Even though Haruka is still an airhead, she has recently started to express her opinions and gets angry when she should.

If I said I wanted to check her mail, it would be enough to make her stop talking to me for a while.

As a result, I can’t interfere in any way and can only grit my teeth in regret.

“Well, what a nice thing to have… more friends to email…”

“Yes! I’m very happy these days!”

Even though she’s my daughter, her angelic smile is too dazzling.

How can she be so cute?

“Oh, yeah. That’s good to hear… But try not to stay up too late, okay?

“Oh, sure, it’s getting late. I’ll do the rest in my room while I get ready for bed!

After saying that, Haruka left the living room and went to her room.

And the only one left is me, who is disappointed that my daughter has a clear boy figure in her mind.

…No, there was another one.

He knew that if I tried to ask her to show him her… e-mails, he would surely get a “Father, you’re disgusting!” He could only bite his tongue and watch as his daughter went back to her room to continue their lovey-dovey emails…

“Don’t put strange narrations in there, Akiko!”

“I’m sorry. I just thought your lonely back was cute.”

I don’t know how long I had been in the living room, but my wife was grinning so much that she was even imitating my voice.

Yeah, that’s it!

You enjoy my dismay as much as you did the other day when Nihama visited!

“But it’s nice of you to hold back and not say anything, Tokimune. Well, I can understand being overprotective of Haruka because she’s particularly pouty, but she’s growing up too, so let’s keep a close eye on her.”

“Mm… well, I’m sure everything is going in the right direction for Haruka these days …”

“Isn’t that right? This is just my intuition, but… I’m sure that Nihama-kun will change her future for the better. For some reason, my family is blessed with good fortune and good luck, and I’ve heard that people meet and marry people who are so compatible with them that they can only be described as people of destiny.”

It makes me happy beyond my years when my smiling wife implicitly says, ‘You were the one for me,’ but… don’t make me imagine my daughter’s marriage now!

“Oh, noooo! If Haruka says, ‘I’ll marry this man!’ and brings a man with her, I’ll die! My blood vessels will break, I’ll die of rage, and then I’ll die again of dehydration from tears. …!”

“It’s tough being dead all the time. But Haruka looks like she’s on a straight line when she’s on fire, so she’ll probably end up with a goal as soon as she graduates from high school. …Oh, I wonder if young girls these days can get married out of wedlock?”

“Stop it! Don’t you dare stab my heart any more!”

I half-cried out to Akiko, who was smiling and talking happily.