Futami: | Sigh~. Issei got mad at me…… |
Futami: | I can’t get interested whenever this time of the year comes…… |
Futami: | It’s already Autumn……. Whenever summer ends and it gets chilly, I can’t help but think of my family home. |
Futami: | I wonder if bro is healthy……. I haven’t met either mom and dad since I left home. |
Father: | Futami……. Why are you always unenthusiastic about everything? You quit Nichibu in no time at all…… |
Mother: | Futami. Your father and I have no intention of forcing flower arrangement on you. Is there nothing you would like to do? |
Brother: | Futami…… The flowers that you arrange have elegance, but it tells me nothing. |
Brother: | What are you thinking when you are arranging flowers? I can’t see it at all, what you are thinking…… |
Brother: | Tell me, what exactly do you want to do? |
Futami: | (There’s nothing that I want to do. I was born in a family with ties to flower arrangement, so I just did what I couldn’t avoid doing.) |
Futami: | (Other than me, everyone else are serious people, so they were being proper and considerate of me.) |
Futami: | (I left home since I lost the place I belonged.) |
Futami: | (I love my family. But I hate myself when I’m together with them and they talk about flower arrangement and I start hating flower arrangement more and more.) |
Futami: | (I didn’t hate flower arrangement. But I never thought of doing it my whole life. That’s why I wanted to like it at the level of a hobby.) |
Futami: | (Even if I say that, when I’m asked what I want to do, nothing really comes to mind……) |
Futami: | Sigh~. I’m really a no good adult. |
Futami: | There’s no helping it if she’s disgusted by me. |
Futami: | Ah, but I love it when she doesn’t ask too deeply about my circumstances and leaves me as I am. |
Futami: | But patting my head like that is against the rules! |
Futami: | That’s normally a gesture that a guy does to compliment a girl! |
Futami: | Ah~ I just start grinning when I remember. My producer is so cool! |
*Hug* | |
Futami: | Hehe~. The only ones that heal me are Producer and Nama-chan~. Ah, this softness really heals me~ |
Inami Haruto: | Uncle Futami, do you like the stuffed animal and the girl you call Producer? |
Futami: | Right right, uncle Futami loves Nama-chan and Producer…… wait what!? |
Inami Haruto: | I see, I see. You might be an adult, but you like stuffed animals. And Uncle Futami likes girls…… |
Futami: | Um, Haruto-kun was it? What are you doing here? |
Inami Haruto: | I was tailing uncle Futami—— I mean, I was looking for you until I got here. |
Futami: | I heard you say a disturbing word just now……. Well, whatever. So why were you looking for me? |
Inami Haruto: | Yeah. I came to say my greetings since it’s been decided that I’ll be uncle Futami’s back dancer for next week’s concert. |
Futami: | That’s very polite of you, thank you. But why have you been taking down what I’ve been saying on a notepad? |
Inami Haruto: | Hm? This is first of the skills that I have to become a great detective, insight. |
Inami Haruto: | I just take a note of what people say, so please don’t mind it. |
Futami: | Heh…… It’s your dream to become a great detective. Then why did you become an iKids? |
Inami Haruto: | Even if you ask me why, it’s not like you need to have only one dream, right? |
Futami: | Eh. What do you mean by—— |
Inami Haruto: | Ah! It’s time to meet up with Michiru! See you later, uncle Futami. Let’s work well together next time. |
Futami: | And he’s gone……. The kids of the current generation are so level-headed compared to the time when I was still a kid. |
Futami: | To find what he wants to do at that age…… |
Futami: | Sigh. How pathetic is it that an adult like me still hasn’t found anything he wants to do…… |
Futami: | Ah~ I feel depressed again…… |
Futami: | Nama-chan and her healing effect has worn off~ |
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NEET Futami no buraritabi Event Story/Chapter 2
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