On such a bright morning, the Furutani Family and the Oomuro sisters eat their breakfast together. There is nothing short of brilliance to listen to the harmonious noise of chirping birds and the distant bustling of city life whilst eating sweet and tender maple-rained pancakes in the morning, with healthy grapes and strawberries serving as its toppings. Lively conversations accompany the atmosphere itself as they are sating their appetite; however, Sakurako Oomuro remains quiet in her seat to flavor the taste in her mouth. A drink of warm tea for each is acceptably appropriate for the nearly chill morning.
These things should be enough to start up their morning. Only that Sakurako wishes for the TV to be turned on so she can watch the news in the morning. Perhaps this is one of her new habits that Himawari has ever seen, for she knew Sakurako was, at least, disinterested in listening to the news. Seeing that Sakurako didn't have any topic to discuss with the family, her eyes focused intently on whatever news the TV provided, no matter how good or bad it was.
The news had recently talked about a flood in a particular neighborhood on the south side of the city, which was surprisingly caused by the rough storm last night. No one's dead nor sees the need for evacuation, but some people's homes are flooded, causing several property damages with an unknown estimated cost. It also mentioned that the neighborhood is the only one that suffered a blackout.
"Jeez, talking about being unfortunate," Hanako sourly commented. "Those people must have a hard time sleeping through all that."
"For how long do you think that flooding will subside?" Himawari inquired, taking another bite of her food.
"With flood that high," the Furutani mother replied. "It might take five hours, maybe longer than that."
"Can people still live in there even with the flooding?" Kaede curiously asked.
"Yes, they can," Sakurako confidently replied, despite her indifferent face. "They'll get everything else wet, though."
The following news comes up and talks about an innovation of a solar-powered bicycle made by a dropout college student to combat air pollution within the city. The idea is that when it is under the sun, the solar energy gained through the solar panel on the back of the vehicle will transition into electric energy to gas it, leaving the pedals as a frugal way for the bike's power. Such an idea had Sakurako invested in its function. However, she became disinterested in the cost that came up in the news. Either that or having solar panels attached behind the bicycle like a roof is unnecessary when you can just simply pedal it.
On the next news, the channel brings up the infamous vigilantes—the so-called Sentinels of Takaoka. Kaede is surprisingly invested in this news, whereas Sakurako is only curious about the city's reaction to this vigilante group. While the police department still has no leads about the group, despite the ensued fight at the port a couple of days ago, they are still unable to find whatever lead or clue to discerning the identity of the vigilantes. But it appears the police are a little relieved that the Sentinels are taking a break in between their execution of justice. It is still indeed a good sign for Sakurako.
"So they don't do their vigilante thing every day?" Kaede asked.
"Yes," Sakurako replied. "I think they just want to take a break or investigate something before they take care of the criminals."
"You sound so certain about that, Sakurako," the Furutani mother commented.
Sakurako merely shrugs. "I tried to think like how Sumida-san thinks."
"Who's Sumida-san?" the mother asked.
"She's our friend, Sakurako's mother's friend, that is," Himawari explained, downing an intact grape. "She's working as a detective."
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A Girl's Turmoil
FanfictionSakurako Oomuro is just an average lousy middle schoolgirl. A cheerful, lazy, and annoying girl for Himawari and her own family. But, there is this one time that Sakurako is no longer the same for their whole life. How could Sakurako's way of life...
