Her clinging on to his back made him feel bad. He removed his sister off him, but she was still unwilling to let him go, and clung to his chest this time.
“Please don’t go…!”
Raishin scratched his cheek awkwardly.
“… I said it already, didn’t I? The old man chased me out, so there’s nothing I can do about it.”
A sudden outburst.
“You said you’d bring me to go see the fireworks from both countries next year! You said that until Nadeshiko gets married, you’d stay by my side!”
“Don’t say that. I might not be around the house, but I can still take you to go see the fireworks.”
Drops of tears were falling off Nadeshiko’s face. She closed her eyes and shouted at Raishin.
“I hate you!”
“Ah, I see. Well then, I also hate my little sister who always can’t seem to tear herself away from her big brother.”
Nadeshiko’s fingers lost their strength, and she let go of his clothes.
She had been hurt. Her face showed that. ‘Crap…’ thought Raishin, but it was too late. Before he could say anything else, Nadeshiko had already turned back and disappeared behind the gate.
Raishin sighed, smiled wryly, and turned his back on the family he had been born into.
It wasn’t something to make a huge fuss over; it was just a childish spat.
He’d be able to make amends for it soon enough.
He’d be able to fix their relationship.
He’d soon see his parents again. It wasn’t as if this was his final farewell to them. Somewhere inside his heart, he was making light of his whole situation.
Those were the last words he ever said to his sister.