2 hours ago.
"Alright, I'm heading out!"
"Don't play around while you're shopping!"
"I know, I know, jeez."
Sakurako exits the house with the shopping bag stored away in a pocket of her four-pocket jacket. You might say that she forgot about the money. Well, thanks to her eldest sister's sensitive nature, she put the money inside the shopping bag before Sakurako took it from her. Of course, she knew she didn't have a small bag for wallet or even small appliances. She only stores her wallet away in the front pocket of her short green jeans after she puts the money in the wallet. The shopping list, some "borrowed" candies, a couple of writing tools, and a couple of plaster bandages are placed inside the pockets of her hoodie jacket.
The day is a bit dark, cloudy, and cold, just like what the forecast foretold. The breezy wind passes by and waves her wavy blonde hair. The wind did not penetrate the parachute hoodie except through the unzipped part of the jacket. The road is relatively in peace, with some pedestrians walking about through the neighborhood. Passing cars are almost absent on the road near her house.
Currently, Sakurako is making her way to Bakimura store suggested by Nadeshiko. That particular store is 10-15 minutes away from her house. Of course, that depends on how fast she walks. With the current upset look, she had, she might take her sweet time just to walk calmly. She feels so downed enough that she hid her head with her hoodie. She then hugs herself as she makes her way through the road.
She continues with her head bows down 30 degrees. Unconsciously pocketing her hands in her jacket without a second thought. Walking at this rate of speed might take her for about 15-20 minutes to the store. If she's cheerful should have taken her for less than 10 minutes to reach the store, which would involve more skipping and running instead of walking with a dismal look.
She wished that she could travel back to the past and try to change what she had done. But, of course, she knew that result would be even the same, probably no punishments but heavy chores. She proceeds to pull out her hands from the pockets and rests them behind her head. Blinking her eyes a few times to enjoy the wind splashing against her hooded face and progressively walking on as she ignores the people that are passing by her.
Sakurako hates her sisters, but she loves her sisters. It is a tad complex relationship issue for the jolly good girl since her sisters are her family. She dislikes her sisters because they are so strict and hard, but she loves her sisters because they helped her with something either simple or stupidly good on her part. The same can be applied to Himawari; the only difference is that they both became Tsunderes when they are together.
A couple of minutes have passed as she walks. She didn't bother on how far she gets now but noticed she's already in the other part of the city. It won't be much further ahead. She continues as she stretches her arms in the air, probably bored to do the shopping instead of her sisters. She might get all the fun if her sisters didn't tell her to do the chores.
She, by chance, walks pass a particular shop. It was a radio/TV shop on her left that particular store is known to play the modern/classical Japanese music for 24 hours. Sakurako didn't really bother to see what's the name of the shop even she passed that store a few times. She turns her head through the window of the shop and sees what's inside the shop. But then she halts her track for the moment. Something caught her attention.
A full TV fills half the wide of the window. The TV is currently showing the news that happens all around Japan, and sometimes out of Japan. There's one news that caught her attention and proceeded to watch and listen for the moment. She rarely hears news since she doesn't have any interest in it, but at least she hears one kind of news.
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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...