“Haa, I’m so glad, I’m so glad”
“Miss… Your stomach seems to be in trouble.”
After drinking and eating a lot of meat and vegetables, Kazanki-san’s stomach was bloated. She had already taken care of the payment, but it seemed to be a considerable amount for the two of us.
(Indeed, it was a significant amount, but the meat itself must have been expensive.)
It was truly delicious… The melt-in-your-mouth texture when I put it in my mouth is unforgettable. Kazanki-san encouraged me to eat without restraint, and I ate quite a lot. She smiled throughout the meal… I can’t help but feel sorry for the cost, though it might be impolite.
Just as I thought she called my name, she tightly linked her arm with mine.
Ignoring the smell of alcohol that wafted to my nose, it’s really strange that I don’t feel nervous even when a beautiful woman like Kazanki-san leans on me like this.
“Let’s make another day like today. It was so much fun, you know.”
I was hesitant, but she appealed to me with her gaze, as if asking me to do it as her subordinate, so I ended up agreeing. But well, this whole thing happened because my mom suddenly wasn’t here.
Next time we have such an opportunity… I feel like it would be even more enjoyable if my mom and the others were with us.
“Thank you for today, Kazanki-san.”
“It’s all good. Like I said before, I also had a great time.”
Kazanki-san smiled and waved goodbye to me, and I left the place.
Walking alone through the night streets in silence… When was the last time I did this? Recently, Ayuna was always by my side, guiding me like a guiding light.
“Just how much do I love Ayana… Or rather, the night streets haven’t changed in this world or the previous one. It’s natural, but still.”
The term “night streets” sounds a bit grown-up, but the scenery of the city is nothing special. The current location is a busy downtown area with many restaurants and a bit further, there are shops frequented by adults. It’s a lively place… Nothing has changed from the previous world to this one.
(It’s not just me and Ayana…… the close people I’m involved with, but so many people that I can’t even begin to count…… breathe and live with an ego.)
This world is already a reality for me, but I’m the only one who knows that it was originally a game world… If I were to continue observing this world from the outside without reincarnating or anything like that… Would all the people here be nothing more than programmed entities?
(Well, there’s no point in thinking about such things. Let’s hurry up and go back.)
With that thought in mind, as I was about to turn on my heel, I heard a girl’s voice.
“Let go of me!”
The voice came from right in front of me. In the midst of the bustling noise of people, her high-pitched voice reverberated and was enough to make my eardrums tremble.
“What’s going on?”
“Some drunk guy is bothering the girl.”
“I don’t like that.”
A woman who was walking nearby said so, and it seems she was right. The one being referred to as the drunk is a man in his thirties, and the girl who raised her voice just now is about the same age as me.
“Come on, it’s fine, right? I’ll pay you if it’s about money.”
“Shut up! That’s not what I meant!”
“Let go of her, you jerk!”
The girl seems to have someone with her, but the man doesn’t seem to care and refuses to let go of her arm. They must have been out for a meal like me, but it’s nothing but sympathy when someone annoying is bothering them. Without hesitating about what to do, I immediately head towards them and lightly twist the man’s arm.
“Ouch! What the hell!?”
“Just stop it, old man. You’ll regret it when you sober up, you know?”
In times like these, I’ve often seen on the news that people would use excuses like not remembering or being drunk. Even if the person themselves doesn’t remember, the victim doesn’t see it that way.
The girl I helped was staring at me in astonishment, so I turned my gaze towards her companion and tried to communicate with her through eye contact, signaling them to move away somehow.
“Hey, come on, Yua, let’s go.”
The friend seemed understanding, but at that moment, the man whose arm I was holding made a move.
“Let go of me, you b*****d!”
With a strong force, he broke free from my grip, and his arm was heading towards my neck in the process.
If this continues, he’ll grab my neck… I thought in that instant—when a arm appeared swiftly from the side and grabbed his arm, just like I did before.
Looking at that person, I was dumbfounded… because.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing to my son, you piece of sh*t?”
There stood my mother.
My mother, who showed anger like I had never seen since coming to this world… In front of such a mother, the man’s drunkenness seemed to have instantly sobered up, and he stared at her in disbelief, blinking his eyes.
“Yes, we meet at a good time, Towa.”
……I see, so that’s what’s left of the Yankee era.