And with that, I went back home, just walking and strolling around the town to kill time.
The smell of freshly baked bread wafted into my nose as I looked at the bread displayed in the window.
I wanted to buy some, but I was trying to save money. "Maybe next time," I thought to myself.
Eventually, I arrived back home, opened the door, and turned on the lights.
"I'm home..."
There was no reply, but I noticed that the bathroom lights were on.
"Nee-chan, are you there?"
Still, there was no response.
I slowly walked over to the bathroom door and noticed my sister sleeping while brushing her teeth.
"Nee-chan."
"Uwah! You scared me! Since when did you come back!?" she exclaimed.
This girl is my sister, Nakasone Azumi, a 2nd-year college student. She continued to brush her teeth as I leaned against the wall.
"How's work?" she asked, toothbrush in hand.
I sighed. "Pretty fine."
She rinsed her mouth and turned off the tap. "By the way, I heard you were working at a live house. Especially where there are lots of girls," she said with a smirk.
"Don't imagine stuff, Nee-chan. I only work there. And how did you even find out? I thought I was keeping it a secret."
She grinned confidently. "Your Onee-chan knows everything."
"Oh? Really?"
I left the bathroom and headed to the kitchen to start preparing dinner. Cooking was one of the few things that helped me unwind after a long day at work.
As I began chopping vegetables and heating up the stove, I paused for a moment to gather my thoughts.
"Nee-chan."
She enters the kitchen, opens the fridge grabbing the bottle of milk, and raises an eyebrow. "Yeah?"
"What do you think of girls' bands?"
She took a sip of her milk, let out a satisfied sigh, and fixed her gaze on me. "Kyo-chan, you do realize you're talking to an ex-band member, right?"
I chuckled and nodded. "Right, right..."
As I continued preparing, I looked at her again, "What would you like for dinner tonight?"
"Eh? Kyo-chan's cooking? Then how about hamburger steak?"
"Sounds good," I replied with a smile, and so, I got to work, preparing delicious hamburger steak and a side salad for dinner.
After dinner, I retreated to my bedroom and booted up my PC. As I sat there, I realized that I hadn't worked on my new music project yet.
"Oh, I still haven't made progress on the new music," I muttered, looking up at the ceiling with closed eyes.
But that's not so bad, I thought to myself.
I opened my eyes, determined to make some headway on my project.
While my main instrument was the guitar, I was familiar with other musical instruments and knew how to play them.
As I immersed myself in my work, my phone vibrated on my desk. I picked it up and saw a message from Marina.
"Message from Marina-san?"
I opened the message and read her request: "Part-timer-kun, do you mind covering my shift for me tomorrow? I'll talk to the owner about it."
I quickly typed a reply, "Sure, but why do you need me to cover your shift?"
She responded promptly, "I have something to take care of I'm counting on you," along with a Michelle sticker at the end of her message.
I sighed and set my phone down. After all, it wasn't uncommon for me to fill in when needed. With that resolved, I returned to editing my music and eventually uploaded it to YouTube, eager to share my creation with the world.