Reincarnated Into Anime World - Chapter 46

“Relax, girl. I know you might be unsure and hesitant about the sudden news, but yes,” The doctor gently pried off Kaori’s fingers off her arms as she smiled, “You’re recovering.”

“Dear, our daughter is finally experiencing a miracle!” Ryouko Miyazono, Kaori’s mother, sobbed within her husband’s arms.

“Yes, dear, our daughter is recovering…” Yoshiyuki Miyazono, Kaori’s father, wasn’t faring any better than his wife.

Who said a man should only shed blood and not tears?

How could Yoshiyuki not cry when he heard that the disease that had plagued Kaori for almost half her life had begun to disappear?

How could he not cry when he heard that his daughter didn’t have to suffer anymore? No more jabs, no more hospital trips, no more constant medication…no more of those ‘harmful’ things that prevented Kaori from ever genuinely living an ordinary life.

Being a couple that ran a simple bakery and the fact that they had to constantly pay so much money to watch Kaori continue to live and suffer from the disease, Kaori’s parents didn’t expect much from their daughter.

Kaori didn’t need to study hard, nor did she needed to help out around the store or even attend school, and Yoshiyuki and Ryouko would still have supported Kaori.

All they wanted from her was to live a happy life.

Yet Kaori didn’t give up even when her parents already did.

They didn’t specifically mention it, but their actions showed Kaori that they didn’t have any hope anymore.

Kaori never stopped hoping. Especially after meeting the cute white-haired boy that made a living this life much more meaningful and fun.

After knowing that she was being plagued with a disease, it forced her to mature faster than she would have liked.

She knew what life included. It wasn’t all rainbows and sunshine like how the elementary school taught them.

And discovering the unique feelings in her heart, she asked more about it. No one gave her an exact answer, or maybe there wasn’t any, to begin with.

But she could roughly guess what it was.

And it was related to the white-haired boy that made her once dull life colorful again.

The only reason she ever stopped herself from executing the last step that would definitely change the nature of their relationship was that she didn’t want him to be disappointed when she eventually dies early.

But now…

“In fact, I’m also inquisitive about why your disease is getting destroyed as we speak. Diseases aren’t something like bacterial or viral infections that could easily be solved by mere drugs. It would require intensive healthcare and treatment to cure it, much less a genetic disease like Friedreich’s Ataxia that had no cure in this era of medical knowledge.”

The doctor frowned as she looked on curiously at the blond girl. As a researcher and medical graduate, she wanted to slice the girl apart to see what secret laid in her body that managed to cure the impossible genetic disease – it would definitely help push her to the peak of her life if she managed to find the cure.

But it was her morals from being the same medical graduate that stopped her from doing so.

“If I may ask, with your permission, would you volunteer to give some more data to the hospital?”

“Can you please elaborate more on that?” Yoshiyuki was about to ask more when his wife elbowed him.

“Actually, dear, could you not talk about this now? Our daughter just recovered, and you’re already wanting her to make contributions to the medical world?” Ryouko said as she rubbed her daughter’s head before turning to the doctor, “I’m sorry, doctor. But since we had just gotten the good news about Kaori recovering, could you talk about that in the future? I don’t want to spoil the celebration with the serious stuff now.”

Although Ryouko had seemingly asked a question, her tone showed that there was only one answer that she would accept.

Let’s just say that Kaori’s hot-temper and stubbornness were inherited from her mother.

From the time Kaori had heard the doctor confirm that she was recovering from her disease, she had already shut off all noise from her surroundings and was thinking through various things.

It wasn’t like her to sit about and do nothing.

Though she might not have a clear goal or plan for the future, she at least knew in which direction would she want to go.

And her first stop was that boy.

Her friend was dating the boy that both of them liked, and though she didn’t like the fact that she wasn’t the first, nothing could be done about that.

Since she couldn’t be first, then she would be second. If it had been any other boy, she might worry that he would treat her with bias, whether for or against her.

But since it was Fuutarou-kun, she trusted that he would treat everyone equally and fairly, not neglecting or cherish one girl more than the others.

As Hazrat Ali said, “If a person loves a person, he becomes blind to its defects, his mind is predisposed to its favor, his sight and hearing loses the power of seeing and hearing realities, and he cannot tolerate seeing or hearing anything against the person of his devotion.”

After the chains reeling in her feelings (the disease) had broken, nothing could stop Kaori anymore, except maybe the boy of her adoration.

‘Fuutarou-kun…no. Fuu-kun, wait for me~. Let’s all be one family, Shou-chan, Fuu-kun~.’

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“Ehhh…Fuu-kun, can we go to the new years’ festival?” Shouko asked me in the middle of breakfast.

“Oh yeah, a festival is happening at the shrine today. Do all of you want to go together?” I questioned our little sisters.

“Of course, nii-chan! We want to play a lot during the festival and eat a lot of food and watch the fireworks.” They started bombarding me with the things that they want to do during the festival.

My mother, who was sitting down beside us, chuckled slightly after hearing their words,” Why don’t we all go wearing our kimonos? Your dad brought us a few kimonos back during his last break.” She suggested.

“Really? Sigh, that old man didn’t say anything about it as usual.” I replied listlessly, hearing my dad say nothing about presents or gifts.

Sigh, this is one of the rare times I wished he was here with us.

“Don’t worry, although your father might not be able to come home for the new year, he did send back some small hair ornaments for the girls to match their kimonos.” My mother chuckled as she placed the dishes back in the sink.

“Mum! Don’t move about too much! Your tummy is already huge enough; I don’t want your tummy getting hurt because of your movement.” I hurriedly spoke and stopped her from moving about too much.

“You’re worrying too much, Fuu-chan. Your mother is a lot stronger than you think.” My mother pinched my cheeks and pulled them softly, causing me to groan in embarrassment, “But thank you for your concern.”

“As long as you’re healthy…I don’t want to experience ???????????????? ever again…” I mumbled the last part, though I felt that my mother heard it.

“Don’t worry. I won’t.”

Raiha was incredibly excited about wearing the kimono, and Yuzuru was also enthusiastic about taking pictures of us wearing kimonos. After all, this would only be the second time the four of us went to a New year’s festival.

We didn’t have the best experience last year since Shouko and Yuzuru were just getting settled into their new house and family, so they were still pretty reserved in the way they were acting.

Now that our relationsh.i.p.s had progressed a lot, they are now a lot more open with us, allowing them to enjoy the new year’s Eve festival a lot more.

And the summer festival didn’t really have the atmosphere of the ‘new year’, so it doesn’t count as well. Plus, it would be a lot colder during this festival as it was right smack in the middle of winter.

Still, the slightly-piled-up snow would work as a good play area for our little sisters.

[A/N: Shouko moved in at 11 years old, so she had now lived with them for slightly more than a year.]

We spent the rest of the day playing with the snow, which piled up in front of our small garden and house.

We didn’t play anything too exhausting since we were going to the late-night festival. There wasn’t any point in going to a festival when you’re exhausted – it takes away all the fun and excitement.

We also received news that my father and Shouko’s mother would return for the new year. Though they would miss the festival, I was just glad that we could at least spend the new year together.

The date that my mother was expecting her babies was already pretty late. Being pregnant sometime in March, I thought she would have given birth by this month, but all her actions didn’t seem to show that she was struggling with twins in her w.o.m.b.

Hopefully, my father will not leave for another job until the twins have fully settled down.

The girls were changing into their kimonos as I waited for them outside the house. When they came out in their kimono, I spaced out for a moment. Shouko was wearing an auburn, pink kimono with flower patterns on them – the same one she wore for the summer festival, albeit with a thicker material to keep her warm from the cold.

Shouko saw me stunned, and a sense of accomplishment bloomed in her heart as she let out a smile.

“You never cease to amaze me, Shou-chan~. You look very cute today!”

Shouko, who heard that pouted and asked in a fake angry voice: “So I don’t usually look cute, huh?”

I was stunned hearing her reply.

“Of course not. You just look extra cute today.” I replied with a gentle smile while patting her head.

Safe to say, my head patting skills have improved plenty. Although Shouko and my two little sisters didn’t explicitly say anything about it, I could tell that they enjoyed it a lot.

Especially Shouko, even though she was supposed to be six years older than our siblings,

Hearing my reply, a satisfied smile appeared on her face. “Good! Now let’s head out!” She pulled my hand as she rushed towards the shrine.

“Raiha, Yuzuru, remember to stick together and don’t get lost, ok?” my mother instructed them. She wasn’t going to the festival because firstly, she was pregnant with twins and with the crowd present, some sort of accident might happen, and I’m not taking any risk, and second, it was cold outside.

Although I know that the cold would not affect the pregnancy in any way, we didn’t have a kimono or any winter clothing big enough to ‘store’ her bulging tummy, and it was also the reason why she mostly stayed at home most of the time during the winter season.

“”Hai!”” Both replied together.

“And take care of each other!”

The shrine wasn’t very far away; it was only a half-hour walk. On the way there, we could already see the shrine brightly lit, crowded with people. Yuzuru played with Raiha while taking pictures of her with the camera she had gotten for her birthday.

Yes. Yuzuru’s very own camera at the age of 6. Wow. I didn’t even have a camera of my own…

Anyway, upon reaching the festival, Raiha and Yuazuru immediately bought and shared a cotton candy.

They just ignored every other stall to get their favorite sweet snack.

Sigh, money, money…

But then again, it wasn’t like they got the chance to eat it frequently, so I didn’t mind splurging a bit just for today.

Meanwhile, Shouko was much more realistic. She didn’t try to get anything that was too expensive and decided to try scooping some fishes.

I couldn’t help but laugh at her when I saw her failing terribly as the paper keeps breaking. It wasn’t the first time she was trying this, but it seemed that she didn’t improve much from the last time.

“Moo…don’t laugh. If you’re so good, then help me scoop some.” Shouko pouted when she heard me laugh.

“Haha, sorry. You’re just too cute when you try your best.” I slightly smiled as I patted her head. Shouko, who heard what I said, blushed and quickly turned her head away.

I smiled when I saw that and went towards the stall. No matter how many times I see her, Shouko is as cute as always~.

However, just as I was about to show off my skills once more in front of the goldfish scooping stall, the owner suddenly packed everything up and started eating.

Huh?

“Ano…ojii-san?”

“Yes, boy?”

“Can I get a scoop?”

“Can’t you see I’m eating?”

Huh? What has you eating your food got to do with me wanting to spend money on your stall?

“Um…I don’t think me scooping the fishes have anything to do with you eating?”

“It means I’m busy, boy. So I don’t have to do your business.” And as if to prove his point, he started using his phone to watch some shows while slurping his soba noodles.

At this point, I felt pretty annoyed, and a tick mark appeared on my head, “So when will you be done?”

The owner glanced at me and said before turning back to his phone, “After you leave.”

What the…oops. No swearing. This is a child-rated story.

Fine. If you want to play like that, then I’ll just go to other stalls. It wasn’t as though this stall was the only one that could scoop goldfishes.

“Let’s go, Shou-chan. We can find some other stalls to scoop.” Shouko was pretty confused, but she nevertheless allowed me to drag her to other stalls.

Unfortunately, this just happened to most, correction, all of the game stalls. If I remember correctly, like I always do, I think a certain someone from chapter 38 took my picture, and that same person probably spread it amongst the stall owners, causing my face to be recognized by everyone.

I mean, my hair color stood out amongst the crowd in the first place, and when paired up with the reputation of nearly bankrupting stall owners if not for my generosity, I was easily recognized.

Sigh…I should have never let that old man take a picture of me.

But if they want to play it this way…

“Fuu-kun? What are we going to do now?” Although Shouko seemed pretty concerned about the fact that we were banned and our little sisters were quickly getting bored from being able to do nothing with me around, she was actually enjoying this situation a lot.

It wasn’t every day she could see someone being too good at games that people banned him from coming to their stall.

“Well, I just have to ensure that I’m not recognized.”

“And how are we going to do that?”

“We are in a festival, Shou-chan, look around us. They don’t only sell food and games; they sell clothing and masks as well!”

Hearing my words, Shouko showed an expression of realization.

“Hehe…they won’t know what hit them!” Shouko cutely giggled as she started choosing a mask for me to wear. My hair still stood out, so I decided to get a wig as well.

Yep. This festival sells a wide variety of stuff. Don’t question why.

Torn between the hyottoko masks and the kitsune masks, I just decided to buy both. We had four people altogether anyway, so I think having just one mask would be pretty limiting.

Now that my disguise was on, it was time for revenge for wasting my time.

“Who is this prodigy!?”

“Damn…a legend is going to be born today!”

“Kyaa, he’s so cute!!”

“See that? Why can’t you do that for me? Huh?”

Returning to one of the goldfish scooping stalls, the owner looked at me with a suspicious look before giving me a scoop.

Phew…now, to not expose my disguise this early, I decided to hold back slightly.

But as expected, my actions still had some reactions from the crowd as I scooped up twenty goldfishes in a row.

I know what you’re thinking, but I did hold back. But apparently, it wasn’t enough. Using like 20% of the advanced proficiency was apparently this good. Imagine I had used all 100%.

I would have bankrupted the stall. Again.

For some reason, there’s a random comment that had nothing to do with my scooping skills, but I ignored it. I didn’t even know how the person who yelled out the third comment could tell how I looked like when my face was hidden by a mask.

But then again, people in this world have some pretty weird eyes for stuff like this.

After putting 4 fishes inside a plastic bag, I gave the other 18 back to the stall. After all, even though I really want to take revenge on the stall owners, I can’t take care of 20 fishes at once. And I’m not a fish killer.

I gave the plastic bag containing two fishes to Shouko, “Here you go. Just as you ordered, a bag of goldfish.”

Finishing my sentence, I bowed to her like how a butler would.

“Thanks…” Shouko laughed at my act while receiving the bag.

“Onii-chan! What about me? What about me?” Raiha and Yuzuru jumped up and down in front of me while waving their tiny hands in the air.

“Don’t worry. I won’t forget my dear sisters~. Here you go.” The other two fishes were separated into two plastic bags – one for each girl.

“”Yay! Thanks, onii-chan!””

“Fuu-kun? Shou-chan? You guys are here too!”

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A/N: I realized that I had almost forgotten about the pregnant mother…

Hmm…Umiko Ahagon is pretty cute…I will try to add her along with the rest of the anime, but it would be a little of a parody since they are a.d.u.l.ts in the anime. I’ll try to integrate them into high school into some club and make them work with Saekano.

A/R: I have so many ideas for so many fanfics, but I don’t really want to start on them since I won’t have the time to do so. What a pity, for you guys at least, since you won’t get to read them. Hahaha