At eleven o'clock, Pure Flavor House began to prepare to close the store and the regular diners got used to it. The owner of this store didn't want to earn more money and operate overnight, so it was unique, but Masami was still reluctant to leave.
Kazuya decisively gave her a box of desserts. This kind of customer was the most ideal in his mind. Well-educated, high-income, willing to pay, they might be useful in the future.
What a despicable pragmatist, very good at doing based on others' characters!
Kazuya finished his evening work. Before going home, he went upstairs to check Haruka's feet to see how they were recovering. If she had recovered from her injuries early, she could help together. He was too busy in cooking while conducting Haruna and others.
But he knocked on the door and found that there was no movement inside. It was not convenient for him to enter a girl's room without permission at night, so he returned and asked Akiho who was also confused.
Fortunately, Haruka couldn't run far because of her injured feet, so it wasn't difficult to find her. Soon Kazuya found her in the small dojo, where she was sitting on the ground holding her bamboo sword.
Kazuya came over, "Didn't I tell you to have a good rest in bed? Why are you coming here?"
Haruka rolled her eyes at him but said softly: "Shimazaki Senpai visited me just now."
"I know, what's wrong?"
Haruka was silent for a while and continued, "She is going to retire..."
Kazuya didn't know what she meant. Even as a foreigner, he knew that this was a normal procedure. Kanae was in the third grade and would go to college in February or March next year, so she must concentrate on preparing for the exam and waited until she went to college before taking part in new club. Her summer was over anyway, and there wasn't much point in staying in the club anymore, so it wasn't really surprising.
He asked: "What's wrong with this? Are you reluctant to let her go??" It couldn't be possible, the relationship between her and Kanae was just average.
Haruka lowered her head and slowly polished the bamboo pieces with sandpaper. She shook her head and said, "She wants to nominate me to be the new captain of the Kendo Club."
"You?"
Haruka rolled her eyes at Kazuya angrily and asked somewhat unhappily: "Huh, do you think I'm not worthy?"
"That's not what I meant, it was just a bit sudden...do you want to be the captain?"
Haruka hesitated for a moment: "Being able to become the club director in the first grade is a good thing to put on my resume, and it is also quite prestigious, but..."
Kazuya understood. This little radish was suffering from vanity. He really wanted to do it, but she didn't want to spend time and energy managing the club. She just wanted to take advantage but didn't want to pay. She was dreaming here!
He had no idea about these things, so he could only let her think it over on her own. After carefully looking at Haruka's little feet, he felt that they were fine, so he stood up, "Then you think about it slowly here. I'm leaving."
"Come back!" Haruka stopped him, tilted her head and looked to the side: "I want to hear your advice... No, I'm just curious... If it were you, would you agree?"
Kazuya sat down again, took out a piece of bamboo and observed it curiously. Despite his excellent swordsmanship, he had never maintained his bamboo sword. He relied honestly: "I won't agree to it. I don't wantt o spend too much time and energy on that kind of thing because it can't help me in the future."
Haruka asked strangely: "What do you want to do in the future?"
"What about you, what do you want to do in the future?" Kazuya asked rhetorically.
Haruka was also a person with clear goals. She glanced at Kazuya and told him first: "I can tell you, but you can't laugh at me."
"I don't laugh."
"I want to go to a prestigious university and choose a popular major. After graduation, I will work in a big trading company or bank and have a stable and relatively high income." Haruka said while staring at his facial expression. As long as he dared to laugh, she inserted the bamboo piece in her hand into his face.
However, Kazuya just nodded repeatedly. In the end, she herself became depressed, "Isn't it very tacky?"
This really didn't look like a dream that a sixteen-year-old girl should have because it was super realistic. But the reality was indeed tacky. Kazuya said against his will: "It's actually pretty good."
It was not against his will, he was not much better and his ideals had nothing to do with romance.
Haruka rolled the bamboo slices, suspecting that he was snickering in his heart, "You don't understand at all. I've had enough of being on tenterhooks. There's nothing better than being able to draw money on a regular basis."
Kazuya felt that he still understood. This little radish must have been worried about her family's bankruptcy before, and no longer wanted to live a life by running a store independently. Maybe she had already considered her younger brothers and sisters in her little head. For example, Haruna becomes a teacher, Akiho becomes a researcher, Chika and Ayaka become civil servants, and Toutaro inherits the family business, etc...
However, it was foreseeable that her younger brothers and sisters will definitely rebel in the future. Dictatorship never ends well.
He smiled: "In that case, then don't become the head of the Kendo Club. You don't want to turn this hobby into a career, so you should prioritize your academic performance."
Haruka thought for a while and said in frustration: "Yes, I really shouldn't waste time on it. Time is very tight now. I will reject her tomorrow. Well...she also mentioned another thing."
Kazuya got up and was about to leave, but he could only sit back again and asked: "What's the matter?" This damn radish always said half of her words!
"She wants to sign up for the Gyokuryuukou (玉竜旗)."
"What is the Gyokuryuukou (玉竜旗)?"
Haruka looked at him strangely, "It's a famous kendo competition. Haven't you heard of it?" Is this guy really Japanese? Where is Tottori Prefecture? In an isolated mountains and forests?
Kazuya said helplessly: "I haven't heard of it. I don't care about this. I don't really like the sport of kendo."
Although Haruka was confused, she didn't take it seriously and nodded silently: "It doesn't matter if you don't care. My father used to be too obsessed with swordsmanship and wasted most of his life. As a result, he is like this now. Times are different. Kendo may be regarded as a hobby, but it can never be regarded as a profession..."
Everyone has different pursuits. Kazuya didn't want to criticize other people's hobbies, so he changed the topic, "She came to ask you to participate in that competition?"
"Yes, she was unwilling to lose and wanted to fight again."
Kazuya observed her face and finally understood. What this girl was really struggling with was this matter. She was unwilling to lose too and also wanted to fight again, but she was embarrassed to say that she wanted to go.
After all, her father was seriously ill, the twin sister was like an idiot, and the other siblings were too young. Logically speaking, she shouldn't go, but she was very unconvinced by the loss and wanted to take part in the Gyokuryuukou (玉竜旗) and win back.
This little radish had an aggressive personality but couldn't afford to lose. She was instigated by Kanae and probably felt itchy again.
He looked at Haruka sitting there with two little dimples exposed, looking like she couldn't make up her mind. He thought for a while and asked: "When will the competition be played? How long will it take?"
"Maybe around mid-August. It will take at least five or six days in Fukuoka." This trip must be a long trip, which was different from going to Okazaki and going back in the same day.
In summer vacation? That's acceptable. Kazuya said softly: "You can go if you want. I will take care of your family." He was also idle during the summer vacation and wanted to make money in Pure Flavor House, so he thought it didn't matter and could just treat her as disabled again.
Haruka said depressedly: "Am I too selfish?"