Canon and Leon 1 (2-Minute Novel)
[This is a novel you can read in 2 minutes]
Between writing short stories, I'm posting a very short story.
[Main Story]
Click, click, click.
That's the sound of someone coming up the stairs.
This sound of shoes, this rhythm of walking—Canon is home!
It looks like she came straight home today without stopping anywhere.
Canon has been coming home a bit late lately, and I wonder if she was being considerate because she thought I was in a bad mood.
It's been hot lately, and it rains too, so I don't feel like going outside. That's why I don't meet anyone. I suppose I should connect with someone on social media, but I have no idea how to do that, so I'm not connected to anyone.
I'm not actually in a bad mood, but as a result, Canon is the only one who keeps me company, so I end up acting spoiled.
If Canon comes home late, I end up sulking a little.
I didn't go out to greet her yesterday or the day before either. She came home early today, so I felt bad if I didn't go out to greet her, and decided to wait in the entryway.
As I waited in front of the door, there was a rustling sound of keys being taken out.
My hearing is unnecessarily good; I don't miss even the faintest sound.
I pressed the button to unlock the door and opened it for her.
"I'm home, Leon. Oh, you greeted me today."
Canon looked a little happy.
Canon is carrying a heavy-looking backpack that seems to contain a laptop or something.
She has an eco-bag in her hand, and a green onion is sticking out of it.
There was a faint smell of meat coming from inside. My sense of smell is also unnecessarily good.
She splurged today. Maybe it's payday. Thinking that, I took the eco-bag from Canon.
"Leon, you're being kind today. Did something good happen?"
Canon asks. Nothing in particular. It was the same day as always, so when I stayed silent,
"I got paid today, so I'll grill the beef steak you like, Leon. Just wait a moment."
Saying that, she disappeared into the kitchen.
I wait for it to be ready while blankly watching the TV in the living room. There was a time when I tried to help, but I broke a plate, and since then, I haven't been allowed in the kitchen. Thinking I should just stay quiet rather than cause trouble by trying to help, I haven't even expressed the intention to help lately.
"Leon, it's ready. Come here," she says, waving her hand from the dining table to call me. I slowly got up and started to walk over, when,
"What? You don't look very happy. Don't you want to eat? I splurged because I thought you'd like it, Leon."
Oh no, oh no, I have to look happy.
All I can do, since I don't work and just stay home every day, is to do what I can for Canon.
I put on a happy face, saying "That's not true," and picked up my pace toward my chair.
"Well then, let's eat, Leon. Itadakimasu!"
Canon said, putting her hands together.
Following Canon, I said it too.
"Woof!"