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Chapter 5: Baby Lucky


She was sick of her attitude. Mom had always told her having an attitude is bad. Having a bad attitude was bad for a person's health. Mom had said that bad attitudes spread and now Nanami knows that to be true.

Keiko had spread her attitude to Dad and it was spreading to her. She was sick and tired of it. She was always teaching her something about academics but this time it was different.

Nanami would teach Keiko a lesson and not about boring academics.

Something had to change and she'd be the one to do it.

Dad had merely said it was a phase. Nanami could see through him though; he didn't believe it to be just a 'phase'. He was just too guilty to bother Keiko about it.

Nanami wasn't guilty, she was upset. Upset and fed up with Keiko's behavior towards her and others. Something had to change, and fast.

Nanami had a perfect idea though. It couldn't go wrong because her friend had told her it'd work. Her friend had been alive for thousands of years and had experience with these kinds of things. Her friend had always been right before too. Her friend had predicted when the apartment almost burnt down, but Nanami didn't believe her back then. Now she does and together her friend said Keiko would feel better after today.


I sat across from Nanami in our small apartment. It was midday and we'd just finished taking our showers. Sensei had punished us both for tardiness despite him knowing our circumstances. Which was something new actually to us. Though after a few parents complained to him for treating Nanami and I differently he became much stricter on us.

Apparently, somebody noticed.

While he didn't stop helping us outside the dojo he started to treat in a way more satisfying to the parents. Even though it hurt my feelings that Sensei would do such a thing, I understood. That dojo was his income to support his small family and keep it from falling apart.

No matter what deal he made with Mom, he wouldn't risk his family over it. Especially not for kids that weren't his own.

I digested this much better than Nanami.

"I can't believe him!" Nanami exclaimed plopping down onto the cushion. She grabbed the cushion beside her on the floor and started to hit the floor with it.

I didn't have the energy to tell her to stop. I settled for just grunting, not wanting to disagree or agree with her. Our relationship was already stranded as it was.

Nanami was more optimistic and outgoing than me. She was better than me, more kind than I could ever be in my life. Besides, it's harder being the uglier one. I was ugly in my past life and I'm still ugly now. She wouldn't-doesn't agree with everything I do and I don't agree with everything she does.

Opposites.

It's not easy being kind and I can't fathom how Nanami does it. She must have inherited it from our late mother.

Soft fingers grabbed my fat cheeks and pulled half-heartedly. "Hey! Listen to me when I'm complaining!"

I slapped her hand off. "Oi, if you still have the energy to complain then Sensei didn't work you hard enough." I snapped.

Nanami sputtered. "N-not hard enough?! My legs are basically lumps of meat!" She then flushed in embarrassment. "I almost fell trying to sit on the toilet."

I burst out laughing at her misfortune.

She flushed a deeper shade of red. I always found it fascinating how caucasian people changed color, it was cool. It was harder to tell on my chocolate colored skin if I really changed colors.

Nanami then threw herself onto me causing us both to tumble backward. My big toe hit underneath the table and I'm certain I heard her elbow hit.

"Ah!"

Nanami stayed sprawled over me instead of moving to get off. I blinked in confusion before letting out an exasperated breath. "You're heavier than an elephant."

Her reply was quick and sharp. "If I was heavier than an elephant you'd be dead, not making cringe-worthy comments on my weight." Those words sounded oddly familiar to me from somewhere.

"Should I ask what you two are doing now?"

Our heads turned in unison to see Dad shutting the door to the apartment.

"It's not worth it," I commented. Nanami responded by somehow making herself heavier. I let out a fake gasp of air and pushed her off of me.

Dad went to the kitchen and along the way, he dropped a packet in a black folder onto the table.

Nanami and I shared a look. We both rushed to get to the packet with renewed energy. Nanami got to it first so I pinched her thumb quickly and she exclaimed in more surprise than pain.

"Girls enough." Dad had a disapproving tone to his voice.

Nanami quickly sat up and folded her arms. "Yeah, enough!" She gave me a look and I responded by looking to the packet while slowly opening it.

I leaned the packet I stole from her towards her. "Take it from me if you bad."

Nothing.

"That's what I thought."

I returned to my original position and pulled out the first sheet of paper I got my hands on. I froze once I read the first line. Nanami took that opening to lean over and almost snatch- well more like pulled it from my slackened fingers.

School enrollment…

"Dad...what the _ is this?" I asked pausing so not to say the curse words. He couldn't be doing this, not yet at least.

He scratched his head seemingly cautious now of me. I felt something inside me stir at the look he adopted in his eyes. "Well, I figured you two have been out of school long enough. You're missing out on stuff in your lives." He paused and I took the opportunity to flip through the papers to find the one with Nanami and mines. He cleared his throat awkwardly and starting to tap on the glass of water in his hands. "It's what she would have wanted girls."

I slammed my hands onto the table and stood up. "What about what we want?!" I exhaled in a rush. He doesn't get to talk like that when it's his fault we are missing out on stuff. "We have to work just to stay in this place," I said making a disgusted face at the end. "If we start going to school that'll take up half of our day taking into consideration the homework, " I said trying to get him to reconsider.

"I want to go."

I looked at Nanami in surprise.

My words were released in a rush. "What?" my fist clenched tightly. "Am I not good enough?" I know I wasn't perfect at teaching but I was trying the best I could with what I got to help her.

It hurts.

I couldn't stay. I couldn't stay. I needed to leave. I wasn't even meant for this family. I don't even belong in this world!

I rushed for the door, slipping on random shoes and disappearing out the door. I didn't care to close it.


This was a mistake. I'm an idiot, I'm such an idiot.

I groaned dropping my head into my hands. "I don't want to go back," I said into my hands. The bark stuck into my back uncomfortably and the hard ground didn't make for any better cushion.

"Oh wow. You're really cliche."

I sat up ramrod straight before relaxing myself back into my position. "You can leave." I sneered already irritated.

Ein walked in front of me and I noticed the heavy scowl on her face. "Your Dad's looking for you." She shoved her hand into her shorts pockets.

Adopted.

I pulled at strands of grass. The strands didn't come up as easily as I expected so I eventually gave up before sighing. There was no point trying to kill the grass anyways. Well except for the distraction of having something other to do than feel Ein's glare.

"Cliche…"

Ein's eyebrow twitched. "What are you talking about now, weirdo?" she moved to sit down semi-close beside me but I scooted over more.

Rude.

I didn't want to go back to that apartment. "I'm cliche..how?" I asked leaning back harder against the tree. I deserved the uncomfortable position anyways.

"You came to a deserted part of the park to mop about going to school." She deadpanned and I almost smirked. However, my emotions hit me harder and tears pricked the corners of my eyes. I wanted at that moment to just get up and leave.

I started to do just that but Ein grabbed my arm. "Oh no, you don't." She stood up with me, well she more so dragged me up. "You're Dad wants you home."

I tried to snatch my arm back but she held on tightly. That angered me more. "When did you start caring about what the hell my Dad felt?" I asked not believing that was the reason she was looking for me. I know she didn't come to look for me because she was genuinely worried for me. So why.

She tossed my arm out of her hands and fisted my shirt in the front. She bared her white teeth at me like some aggravated dog. "Your sister is crying for you." I froze and felt sick for my next thought.

She's not actually my sister.

I had thought that sentence so quickly that I didn't know if I said it or not. Judging by the facial expression of shock on Ein's face I just might have.

She dropped my shirt quickly and shoved her hands into her shorts pockets once more. She glared at me one more time before leaving my small hiding spot with a tense back.

"You don't deserve a girl like Nanami."

I turned my back to her and returned to my original spot. Pulling weeds and grass alike from the grass; except this time my heart was beating out of my chest.


It's been seven taxing days since Dad enrolled us to go to school this year.

I'm now a middle schooler after years of successfully avoiding the dreadful place.

I sat at a desk in the dead center middle of the classroom staring at my class schedule in a dazed state.

Dad's expecting us to go to school from now on until we graduate. The storyline had already begun to reconstruct itself back on course.

When Kumimi had taken us out of school in favor of looking for treatments I thought part of cannon was screwed. That maybe instead of Kumimi passing she'd live. Canon shot that down swiftly with Kumimi's death. Then it was the dropped lit cigarette almost burning down the apartment. I had managed to stop it with my powers.

Honestly, every time I used my discovered powers I felt like I was washed out. Like my body was cleansed with water then I'd crave it like an addict. It also didn't help that every time I went to practice late at night Nanami tagged along like a little puppy. Ever since we sorted our differences out a week ago I found Nanami attaching herself to my hip once more in life she did has a child.

While I absolutely loved the fact it pissed Ein off that Nanami was back with me again, I hated that I barely had any me-time now that my entire day wasn't spent working. Now instead of work taking up my day school is and Nanami consumes what's left.

America. Home.

I ignored the noise around me in favor of reading over my schedule multiple times.

My first class period of the day was the Japanese Language. The second period was Social Studies; the third period was Mathematics, then Science, and then we had a lunch break. My fifth-period class was English, my sixth period was gym, my seventh class period being-

"Oddly enough I'm glad I have a familiar face. Even if it's only you."

I looked up from my schedule reluctantly to give Ein a more irritated than anything else stare. My eyes widened in shock at the actual girl I saw standing a foot away from my desk. I was so used to seeing Ein in boyish clothes and our dojo required uniforms that seeing the generic sailor uniform topped with a cute but basic hairstyle on her surprised me.

She looked better than me in these stupidly ridiculous clothes.

I turned to face the chalkboard then.

"Hey don't ignore me! You're so rude." She whispered-yelled not wanting to draw any attention to herself by outright yelling during the time before class officially began. More students had begun pouring into the classroom every few minutes.

I started to smooth my schedule out on the desk before reaching into my handbag for a journal in case the teacher decided to grow horns and make us take notes on the first day of school.

Rampaging around inside my handbag I only vaguely registered the annoyed scoff from Ein before a seat to my left was pulled back.

"You can't ignore me forever."

Obviously, but I can until this class bell rings.

When I didn't outwardly reply to her, she looked ready to toss me out the school window. Of course, she couldn't because she'd have to drag me from the center of the classroom to the window, which in doing so would make her look crazy.

Instead of causing a sense she settled for shooting me one last glare before turning to face the front of the class. I could hear her shuffling through her things before I allowed my mind to wonder.

Straightening out my back and crossing my ankles, I started to tap my heels against the tile flooring of the rectangular classroom. I had to admit Dad had managed to get me into a decent sized middle school. The staff that I had managed to get small glimpses of didn't seem terrible either.

Heck, the elementary school Nanami went to wasn't bad either. I had walked her to the gates of the school. All the way from the train ride to the elementary school Nanami had been buzzing with contained energy. She had glumped me tightly before shooting off into the school with confidence I honestly didn't expect from her.

Especially after my actions the previous week.

Instead of just standing outside the elementary school dazed I promptly turned and speed-walked back to the intersection and took a left towards my school.

Turning my head towards the door I resisted the urge to sigh. I hoped Nanami was fairing well. This would be her first time in years going to school. This is probably basically the first ever day of school she could remember.

Me, I had experience from years of going to school and I was mentally older.

"Stop worrying so much about Nanami." I turned to look at Ein despite my earlier thoughts of ignoring her.

The students that had been standing up begun to slowly take their seats and the noise simmered down gradually.

"What would you know about this?" I asked getting out a number two pencil and two dark color pens. The lighter colored pens were too hard for my slightly fuzzy eyes to see. My not-bad-but-still-crappy eyesight and attitude seemed to be the few things that followed me into my new life.

Her eyes hardened. "I know what it feels like to worry about somebody, but Nanami is a bright ball of sunshine. She'll make it just fine between the two of you."

The classroom door opened than before I could ask what she meant by that. In walked a man that looked about in his thirties wearing a neat suit. His glasses glinted in the sunlight giving him a more serious look.

The students fell completely silent now. No more whispers or quiet conversations, though I could hear the kid behind me breathing heavily.

The man took measured steps to the podium at the front of the classroom beside the equally neat desk. He placed his case behind the desk, before turning to the chalkboard and writing his name in tidy kanji.

"You, as the student, will address me as Mr. Watanabe."

The classes voices blended together. "Yes, Mr. Watanabe."

My small amount of excitement left my body because apparently no matter what life it is, school is still boring.


I found myself highly uncomfortable with the standard gym clothes for girls. The blue bloomers that the girls were expected to wear would make me extremely uncomfortable. I had completely forgotten that female students during gym class during the 1990s were still wearing bloomers for the gym.

That and the fact that manga's and the such are known to favor bloomers over the modern unisex shorts I wore to gym in 2016.

Today we were supposed to sit in the bleachers and wait for instruction. Because it was the first day of school I already knew the teachers would spend it on the dos and don'ts of the class. I was currently in the middle of wondering if the musty smell I was getting a whiff of was me or the girl beside me when I was interrupted.

"Excuse me."

I turned from my inner musing to see a girl about my height. Something about her rang loud bells in my head. Like I should know her but I couldn't place my finger on where. It's obvious she doesn't live anywhere near or on my street.

Blemish free and moisturized skin, silky hair, and her overall appearance seemed to be...perfect. Ramrod straight back, polite posture, and a shy demeanor.

Nobody from the street where I lived looked like her.

I put on a fake smile from routine.

Old habits die hard.

"Yes?"

She shifted onto her left leg. "Are you Nanami's older sister?"

My eyes widened in surprise. Out of all the things she could have said to me I wasn't expecting that to be one of them. Especially on the first day of school.

I nodded my head cautiously. "Yes."

Her smile turned from shy to accomplished and smug.

I didn't know whether to be relieved to glare at her just in case. I settled for keeping my stare blank.

"I'm Nanami's friend. She told me about you."

My body tensed up then painfully. I stared harder at the girl in front of me, though this time with more scrutiny.

Friend?

When did Nanami start making friends and how? She was only supposed to earn money, not goof off and play around with other kids!

My blank facial expression must have slipped and shown something because the next second her eyes widened then the girl began to frantically wave her hands. Though before she could really explain anything the P.E teacher called attention.

I didn't get a chance to ask the reason for her approaching me until the end of class. The P.E teacher decided it was okay to start ranting on about rules and expectations. I keenly zoned out like the pro I am, and instead let my mind wander back to the shiny-black-haired girl.

When P.E was over I took notice that she didn't approach or even attempt to when there were people closely grouped around me. I was thinking about confronting her about it but decided to just move away from the others inside my class.

I was too curious about why she approached me.

A few minutes before the bell she finally broke away from this other girl that looked very much similar to her.

Everybody looks similar especially when I stand out in contrast with their fair complexion.

I had my book bag thrown over my right shoulder and was leaning against the wall near the door on my left side when the strange girl came to a stop in front of me.

I eyed her curiously, not speaking but allowing her some more time to collect her thoughts.

She 'bout had all class period to do just that.

"She said your dad's working, and everybody at your house splits the work so one person isn't overloaded."

I pushed off of against the wall and stood at my full height. I got the sensation that someone was staring at me. "What are you getting at?" I narrowed my eyes.

"You have free time, you're just making excuses because you don't know how to spend it."

She was wrong. I really didn't have much time for a personal life or relationships now that I now have training, cooking, cleaning, taking care of Nanami, and managing my school work now.

I crossed my arms and leaned onto my back foot about to defend myself when the girl she was standing with before suddenly ran over and grabbed her arm in a hurry.

"I'm so sorry but I need her for a few seconds! Excuse us!"

Then they disappeared behind people and got further away from me. I was left stuck staring at the back of a random person's head like a dumbstruck idiot.

I also didn't see her for the rest of the school day. Though I didn't mind much because I knew I'd be seeing her soon if what she says was true.

Nanami has some explaining to do.


"Nanami...what are you doing?" I asked not impressed at all with her recent behavior.

Around two months ago Nanami had asked me a few days after her birthday to come to play at the park with her. We'd not been to the park in many months, to be honest, just no more time for much other stuff. I refused because I had more pressing things to do. We were behind a bit more on rent that particular month because Dad had used our money on a stupid weredog race. I had outright refused then hurried out the house to handle business.

Something in her demeanor changed after that.

Starting since last month she'd been staying away from home more so than lately. While she didn't skip our diminishing lessons, she'd purposefully been skipping out on our sometimes training time.

When I confronted her about it she'd merely said she was just wanting to be around Ein more. I acted like I didn't care and accepted the explanation. It was only natural that she wanted to be around her only friend. That didn't make it hurt any less though.

"We can always play next week. I need to do grocery shopping for one of my clients." I said feeling like a second option.

Maybe this was how Kumimi felt when I stayed away from home...Wait! Was Nanami practically avoiding me?

I blinked and looked down at the ten-year-old girl with a strange glint in her eyes. Her eyes looked scarily familiar to the same ones I once hated to look at.

"Nanami why are we here?" I asked looking around the loud park. Mostly all the neighborhood kids were here because school started next week. It made me think back to my old school life; the neighborhood one that seemed a thousand miles away in America.

Home.

She gave me a deadpan look then. "To play obviously." Her eyes held an impatient look to them. I was momentarily taken aback by the slight annoyance showing through her eyes. Right when I was about to open my mouth something else took the opportunity.

I should have paid more attention that day to who Nanami was talking to instead of dozing off constantly.

Then maybe I'd still have Nanami on my side.


"Let's walk home together." She had a nervous smile on her face.

Pause.

"Oh wow."

I continued to put on my outdoor shoes and once I'd got them on I went to pick up my indoor shoes and put them in my locker but Ein snatched them before I could pick them up.

I sighed heavily before scratching behind my ear. "Why do you want to walk home with me?" I then quickly snatched my shoes roughly from her hands. "We don't even like each other." I gave her an up-down with a disgusted look for extra measures.

Don't even think I have forgotten what happened between us.

She huffed and shifted on her feet. "We don't, but Dad doesn't want me to walk home alone."

I gave her a flat look. "The lies." I adjusted my bag on my shoulder then and closed the locker containing my indoor shoes. "Sensei knows you can handle yourself. You do not need somebody to walk you home." I walked away then. I bit my lip before hesitantly turning back towards her. "Don't ask me to walk with you."

I left then because I highly doubted she'd have anything to say to that right away.


I had picked Nanami up from school ten minutes ago and she hadn't shut up about her day since.

She talked about everything and when I say everything, I meant everything. She jumped from the different classes, teachers, other students, heck even about some of the school layout.

I made sure to pay close attention while she was talking about the other students in her school. As mean as it sounded I was glad to hear that it didn't appear that she'd made any friends.

On a side note though, I felt a surge of pride when she told me about how a teacher tried to catch some of the students off guard with questions on the first day of school, and she was able to answer them all correctly. It surprised me a little because Nanami took to learning kind of like a fish to land. She's forgetful most of the time too so how she was able to answer some of those questions from ages ago was beyond me.

Oh yeah, that reminds me.

"Nana." I stopped at the road, waiting for the light to change to green. People slowly crowded around us, also waiting for the light to cross to change green. The noise of the city was composed mostly of cars and people chattering. I sometimes found it odd how I could even talk to the person beside me without having to yell.

Nanami stopped talking and turned to face me, her head stopped a few inches below mine but I knew it wasn't going to be that way for long.

"Huh?"

I was about to open my mouth to confront her about the girl at school but then I decided against it.

This is wrong.

I laughed nervously hoping she didn't notice my swift change. "It's nothing." I scratched behind my ear.

Nanami perked up suddenly. "Kimiko!" She started to wave ecstatically to somebody behind me. I turned quickly to see the young girl that did not belong to our part of town. Shiny black locks swayed when she ran, alabaster skin, and upon closer inspection pressed clothing and shoes that outshined her hair. The same girl from today at school

Where the hell did Nanami meet this rich little girl?

She gave Nanami a running hug which she returned with matching enthusiasm or not more. "Nanami!"

Nanami suddenly froze before trying to play it off cooly. When she turned around to face me I was already waiting with a huge sickly sweet smile on my face.

The crowd around us began to move dutifully forward. I positioned myself between the two of them and grabbed their hand in unison. "Let's walk and talk shall we ladies."

We stepped forward with the sea of active people. Nanami and the girl now identified as Kimiko shared a nervous look. When we got to the other side I was buzzing with energy because frankly I loved discovering new things that have been brought to the light. Letting go was both their hands because I got sick of skinship, I turned to face Kimiko and reclined my head downwards a little. When she bowed back a little deeper than mine and she smiled at me with a fake bravo, I smiled bigger. "My name is Keiko Momozono."

"Kimiko Fukomoto, and likewise."

I moved a step behind them with a nagging feeling in the back of my head. Fukomoto….

"So how did you two meet?" I asked encouragingly and Nanami gave me a confused look before it turned frustrated. She pulled me down to her height and whispered in my ear.

"Sis, I told you I was working for her family! I clean their yard occasionally!" She hissed into my ear. My mouth opened like a fish before I gasped. I looked down at her and smiled sheepishly. She made a friend while working. She wasn't just outright goofing off instead of doing what she was sent to do. Oh wow, I really am an asshole and here I thought I was getting better. And with those words, I came to the realization that I actually really do not listen to Nanami or treat her like family.

I'm terrible.

Nanami's harsh stare burning into my head was confirmation. I spun quickly to face Kimiko determined to try to at least make things right and with a small hidden intention to question her on what the hell she was talking about in school. 'Cause if she thought I forgot she was severely mistaken.

"Would you like to come over tomorrow after school?"

Kimiko smiled. "Of course, I'd be happy to!"

I'm not perfect and I wasn't such an amazing big sister like Mia was to me in my first life. I was the youngest in the family, I didn't have many responsibilities.

The cold, hard fact of the matter is I'm not really a good big sister because I still do not consider Nanami or Kaito to actually be people. In my mind, this is still just an anime and the only reason I'm here is because of the Three Stooges.


Omake- What If Isobe had gotten in contact with Keiko before high school and hers and Ein's relationship wasn't strained.


Isobe had transferred to a different middle school but he said he'd join the same high-school as Nanami and I would be attending next year. Ein is also going to join our high school which I think is funny and nostalgic. The whole group will be together again just like it was before things went south and Mom left.

"I don't remember much about Mom," Nanami said so quietly I barely even made out the words coming from her mouth.

As for me, I would like to believe I'm actually changing, but I don't think I've really managed much though. I'm able to say sorry and be kind to others now even if they do annoy me greatly.

I looked up from my homework from middle school surprised. Nanami normally doesn't ask me about Mom. I believe she still hasn't come to believe she's really actually never coming back. It's okay though, I still do believe she might just walk through the door back into our lives and we would be a full family again.

"Well..umm, come sit across from me." I coughed clearing my throat. Nanami moved to sit across from me and was about to sit down. "Stop!" I exclaimed suddenly looking alarmed. Nanami's eyes widened and she stopped moving.

I grinned amusedly. "Okay, now you can sit down," I said calmly adjusting my t-shirt. Nanami looked at me annoyed figuring out I was just being sarcastic.

"Sis!" Nanami whined dropping her head onto the table when I justed leaned onto my open palm grinning at her highly amused. "Tell me!"

I smiled teasingly tossing my messy curls hair over my shoulder in a sassy way flickering my eyelashes. "Well since you keep begging," I said in a dragged out tone.

Nanami lifted her head. "You're so weird," Nanami said shaking her head smiling.

"Ah, you know just the right words to make a girl talk," I said sarcastically putting up my homework for later. It wasn't hard anyway, it was just solving for the value of x. "Besides whats got you so curious today?" I asked rolling my pencil on the worn wooden table.

Nanami looked at me sadly and my eyes widened in alarm. Snap-crackers I shouldn't have said that at all. "One of the girls at school was talking about her parents." Nanami paused before fiddling with her fingers. "And it made me curious about some things." A tear slide down her cheek halfway before she wiped it away.

I pulled her into my arms slowly and held onto her as tightly but not to tight to hurt her. Nanami hugged me back around my waist and leaned her head onto my chest. I licked my dry lips and swallowing. "I don't really have much to say."

Nanami just shook her head and smiled at me. "I understand...I'm sorry I shouldn't have told you-"

"-You tell me if anybody says anything to hurt you Nanami Momozono. I'm your sis Nanami. I'll do anything, and I mean anything if it means that you'll be happy. Even reach into the deepest parts of my brain." I said as firmly as I possibly could to make her understand. I'm here for her if she'll just let me be her sis and watch out for her. She's acting independently just like Mom did. Like mother like daughter I guess.

"I understand. I'm sorry sis." Nanami said and rubbed her arms looking down at the table.

I laughed weakly to lighten up the mood a bit.

"Okay, well like I think." I scratched behind my ear lightly. "When you were only a few months old Mom was teaching me how to properly care for you. While she was teaching me how to care for you, she told me that for generations her family has picked the worst men." I said smiling. I knew all I had to give Nanami is just a little bit of information and I could start a whole conversation about that one simple thing.

Nanami just stared at me. "That…..that's is pretty obvious sis. Dad is a very bad gambler and he keeps leaving us by ourselves to go gamble. I do love Dad very much though." Nanami crossed her arms on the table and leaned onto them.

"Mom also told me something very very interesting too," I said and regretted it. Nanami isn't ready to hear that I'm not actually related to her by blood, she's still growing right now. Oh, what have I done? Is this some kind of sign that it's time to tell her? The official storyline does begin when Nanami is only about two or so months into high-school, which is only next year.

Nanami leaned forward curiosity gleaming in her eyes brightly. "Tell me! Tell me!"

I scratched my head nervously. "Mom also stated that her family can only give birth to a single healthy baby girl," I said and looked at Nanami nervously. Is she going to ask me?

Nanami nodded her head. "How is that even possible?" she asked confused tilting her head to the side.

Letting out an air of relief I continued. "It's because her family ancestor drank from a "divine spring", which turned her into a beautiful girl," I said.

I personally don't really find it all that interesting now. Sure when I was a child I may have been very much interested in the story behind the reason for not being able to have more than one child. Now Nanami, on the other hand, seemed to be clinging onto every single word that came from my mouth regarding that subject. I'd have to admit having somebody pay close attention to everything you're saying feels amazing. Nanami and I sat around in my room talking some more about just anything before Nanami pulled out her homework asking me for help. Which I gladly gave, because having somebody cling onto what you're saying is fantastic.

I thought it was a cute scene to watch and that may have been when he developed his crush on Nanami. I had given him a locket/necklace picture of Ein, him and I all in a group hug smiling like idiots hyped up.

The poor boy was stuttering and a red mess. I didn't know why though, he normally just glares at me or shots me annoyed looks. I totally deserved them though. Isobe still has the funniest reactions so far that I know of.

"If Mom could have only given birth to one child...then how come...you know.." Nanam gestured towards my entirety.

I gulped and scratched my head some before just signing. I guess it was time to tell her the full entire truth.

Just when I was about to start explaining or spilling the beans when Dad busted into the house shouting.

"I have hit the jackpot!"

He rushed into the house so quickly he fell over his own feet and rolled into the table. I gave him a deadpanned look.

"Just know it has something to do him." I pointed to him sprawled out on the floor.


Question for this chapter: Do you think I should post the Original version of the 'Keiko' story up on Fanfiction? It won't be updated because I've already decided to finish this story before working on any others.

NO STORY LEFT BEHIND!

On another note, I'm not doing well emotionally so it reflects in my writing. My writing will most definitely slow down because I've been through this before.

I had originally wanted Ein to be close friends with Keiko but in this story, it was more flowing and made more sense that their relationship is strained. Because honestly, Keiko isn't easy to get along with and I would have been hit her.