Tonight we are having a curry. Momâs curry is exquisite.
The three of us gathered around the table for another enjoyable dinner.
âMother-in-lawâs curry is delicious, isnât it?
âIs that so? But curry is something that shows the familyâs individuality, isnât it?â
I listen to their conversation in silence.
Iâm aware of my feelings and canât interact with Himekawa the way I have.
âTsukasa. Youâve been eating like that since a while ago, but curry is not a drink, you know?â
I know that. But this is my third bowl. Itâs okay because it tastes good.
More than that, I canât look directly at Himekawa. Iâm upset.
Mom slept in the same room as Himekawa last night, so I had to sleep alone.
If I can sleep alone again tonight, I will be able to sort out my feelings a little.
Tonight is the night. Iâll be the usual me tomorrow morning, Iâm sureâ¦
âItâs just that the curry my mother makes is so delicious that I tend to be silent.â
âWhy are you using that language? Do you have a fever?â
Himekawa looks at me with anxious eyes while eating her curry.
Stop it, donât look at me with those eyes.
âTsukasa, are you okay? Are you feeling sick?â
Not bad at all. Iâm fine.
I just canât look directly at Himekawa, I canât look her straight in the eye.
âJust the same as usual. Nothing, in particular.â
âReally?â
Himekawaâs hand touches my forehead.
So, that natural behavior is the reason why Iâm not in good shape.
Feelings that I never felt before boil up inside of me.
âAnother!â
I get up from my seat to serve my fourth bowl of curry. Iâve made it out.
And I can feel their eyes on my back.
âWell, you have a good appetite, so youâll be fine. Oh, and the three of us are going to sleep together today.â
The rice scoop falls from my hand. I have just heard a shocking word.
What? The three of us?â
Himekawa must have wondered the same thing. Itâs natural, isnât it?
âYes. We did the smoking today, but the smell still hasnât escaped a little from the second floor. I think it will come off tomorrow, so just for today.
There was nowhere to run. I was thinking about how to get out of this situation.
More meat. I think Iâll add some fukujinzuke, too.
âIâll sleep on the couch and you two can sleep in my room.â
In the meantime, I suggest a workaround.
And thereâs a fourth bowl of curry on my plate.
Then Iâll sleep on the couch.
âWhat? Mom wants to sleep with Tsukasa and Anri and everyone elseâ¦â
They have different opinions.
âMy bed is a double size, right? Why donât you two sleep together? Iâll sleep on the sofa.â
âNo, you canât sleep on the sofa when youâre sick.â
âThen, letâs decide by lottery. Letâs be fair here.â
Mom made a strange suggestion.
What can I say to my mother at a time like this?
If she thinks itâs fun, sheâll do it to the hilt.
âIâll leave it to you, Momâ¦â
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The First Annual How Do You Sleep Amidst the Straw! Results.
I donât know how it happened. Did Mom set it up, or was it just a coincidence?
I think it was a mistake to use the lottery that was created by the person who suggested the idea.
However, the result was still a compromise.
Himekawa, my mother, and I are sleeping on my double bed.
It is a large bed, to begin with, and both Mom and Himekawa are petite, so we can manage to sleep in it.
But isnât it a little cramped?
âItâs kind of fun, isnât it? Isnât it just like a school trip?â
âIndeed it is.â
She replies appropriately and is already trying to get into the futon and fall asleep.
Himekawa was also waist-deep in the futon on the other side of the bed.
âOh, come on, since weâre here! Letâs talk about love!â
Why should I talk about love with my parents?
âMother-in-law, didnât we talk quite a bit last night? I mean, you knowâ¦â
Did the two of them talk quite a bit last night?
From Himekawaâs words, it seems that the two of them are already getting along reasonably well.
âWhatâs wrong with that? Talking about love is fun!â
Love huh⦠I wonder what it means to be in love.
Do you like them, donât like them, want to be with them, or donât want anyone to take them away from you?
I thought love was a game, but I guess itâs not reallyâ¦.
âWell then, Iâll tell you today. Me and your fatherâs love story. But donât tell your father, okay?â
Oh, so thatâs what you want to talk about.
That is certainly an interesting story. Iâve never heard anything about my parents before.
Iâve heard that my father proposed to her and where the ceremony was held, but I havenât heard about the actual beginning of their relationship.
Okay, Iâll just ask for a reference. The love between my father, who looks like a villain, and my mother, who still looks like a high school girl.
How did they first meet, get together, and get married?
âWell, thatâs something Iâd be interested in too⦠Iâd love to hear about it.â
âWell, if Mom insists on talking about it, Iâll listen.â
Mom turns off the light and only the nightlight illuminates the room.
It is not that late yet. The three of us get into the same bed and start listening to Mom in the middle.
âHmmm⦠So, where should we start?â
Mom is excited.
Next to her is me, her son, and on the other side is Himekawa.
From my momâs point of view, are we a son and daughter of the same age?
Or are weâ¦
âAll right, then, letâs start with the first meeting, after all.â
Thus began the nightâs love talk.
Tomorrow morning, weâll wake up a little laterâ¦