イタズラな KISS ~3 ✔

INK3-30

Epilogue Thirty: Pitch Black (Part Three)

"Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I can feel you again but I just miss you, and I just wish you were a better man..."

[Day Four]

"Ohayou, Kotomi!" I kissed my daughter on both of her cheeks, she just giggled, "You know what? I already counted the days till your first birthday! We have twenty-eight days 'till then! I am so excited! I couldn't wait for more!"

I wonder what Oka-san prepared for this time. Knowing her, she loves to throw parties.

"Don't make it like a fuss, Kotoko," Irie-kun commented as he sat at the table bringing today's newspaper. And then he continued, "Don't use your energy on Kotomi's birthday. As long as we can simply celebrate it, it's fine. It doesn't matter if it is not fancy."

"You don't have any party energy do you, Irie-kun? It must be so special since it is our lovely daughter's first birthday! You spoil Kotomi so much more than me, I can't believe you still have that negative energy when it comes to her birthday party, Irie-kun."

"Because it is troublesome for me. Surely mom would invite more people... she's annoying."

"Whatever you say." I ended the conversation, I won't force Irie-kun anyway and he can't force me too.

"Ah, Kotoko... coffee, please." Later on, he asked for some coffee.

"I forgot! I'm sorry, Irie-kun!" and then I rushed over to his side, "What kind of coffee do you want this time? Amerikano? Macchiato? Or Cappuccino?"

And then he glared at me, "What are you doing?" he sighed heavily, "Don't tell me that you are so high of your imagination? Matakku..." and then he flipped the pages, "The usual, Mrs. Irie, please..."

He called me Mrs. Irie! I heard the bells ringing... Kyaaaaaah!

"Okay. Black coffee... isn't it? Irie-kun! You don't like o-kashi."

"Hai, hai. Just give me one already..." he said.

And I saw his cousin. He just woke up. I waved at him to join us for coffee.

"Oh! Good morning there, Irie-kun like! Come here! I am about to make coffee for Irie-kun! Do you want one?" I called the Irie-kun like. I forgot his name. I highly suggest that they should wear their own nametags.

"Irie-kun like?" Irie-kun asked, putting down the newspaper over the table. He glanced at his own cousin who's coming his way here.

"Hai. He's so like you! Look!" I pointed out his cousin.

"He has a name, Kotoko. Don't just randomly call him Irie-kun like." Irie-kun said with dictation. He unfolded the newspaper right into my face when I leaned onto him.

"I forgot. Hehe." I smiled.

"I really don't know what to do with you." he murmured.

I called Irie-kun like, "Come... Come sit here so that I could see how the two of you are similar to each other."

"Kotoko." Irie-kun warned me, "How long will you keep on that?"