"Welcome back Aihara-San", the head maid greeted me with a bow.
"I'm home", I said with a normal voice. How unusual. The maids should be home at this time.
"Your grandfather informed me to look after you until he comes back, so I would be staying here", my grandfather's most trusted maid said.
She works here for a very long time now. I can tell grandfather really trusted her.
"I see, I will be in your care
Koshi-san", I bowed politely, and she reciprocate. I put my shoes off and head to my room. As I was about to go, I catch a glimpse of my mother's room. For my surprise it is not locked. Maybe she is still cleaning it?
That's a good thing I guess. I entered the room and open up the lights.
A spotted my mom's piano.
'Wow! Mama mama! teach me too!'
'yes yes'
'Mama! Mama! Look Look!'
'what is it dear?'
'Twinkle Twinkle little sta- eh?? Oh no I press the wrong key hahahahaha'
'hahahaha you'll get it right next time'
Memories with mom started to flash to my mind. I smiled a little remembering it until..........
'What are you doing?! Get it right!'
'Stop crying! Crying will get you nowhere!'
'You better continue it!'
Tch. I quickly leave the room, turn off the lights, and head straight to my room. What's the difference between them anyways? They both just left me.
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