Three-Topic Short-Short_Childhood Friend

Just as a rakugo performer might do a three-topic story, I, Koji, shall attempt to do one as well.

I am terrible at project-based tasks.

Even if it is a project from someone I am very close to, I find it hard to jump on board willingly.

Of all things in the world, I hate restrictions like "rules," "regulations," "deadlines," and "cutoff dates" the most.

No matter how old I get, I am a stubborn, naughty brat. That is because I am me, kojuro.

Huh? Rakugo? A three-topic story? Yasu-san?

Little kojuro inside my heart muttered softly.

Koji, aren't you also known as 'Amanojaku Shiro' (the contrarian)? If someone said to you, 'Even if you can't write it, that's fine. But it would be a waste not to try!', wouldn't you actually want to write it?

What are you talking about?

Alright, I'll write it. I'll write it. If I write it, that's enough, right, Little one? That's fine, isn't it?

Lifting my waist, which is heavier, heavier, heavier than a black hole, I take up my pen in a state of semi-despair.

Well then, let us begin the three-topic short-short, "Childhood Friend."

Kaname was what you might call a baseball idiot.

He served as captain, and although he attended a prefectural preparatory school, he was scouted for university and went on to a prestigious university in the Big Six league.

Kaoru, who had good grades, passed the entrance exam for the same university as Kaname on her first try. The two of them were at the same school from kindergarten all the way through university. Kaoru followed Kaname to the university and worked as his manager.

I thought Kaname was dense, but it seems that's just how it is with childhood friends.

As expected, Kaname realized his feelings after the autumn league games in his fourth year, and he confessed publicly at the after-party.

The next day. Kaname, who had never worn anything but a baseball uniform, and I went out shopping in town. Finally, at ABC-Mart, we managed to negotiate a significant discount on a brand-name pair of shoes, and we were fully prepared.



On the day.

My alarm clock rang loudly by my pillow, and I managed to avoid disaster by calling and shaking the sleepy Kaname awake. The two of them are now living happily as parents of three children.



Wait?

Come to think of it, I am also a childhood friend who has been with Kaname from kindergarten through university.



Well, this is fine.

As I was about to talk to my wife about the ins and outs of Yasu-san's three-topic story project, I looked at the sofa, and my wife pointed to her legs, smiled, and said.

Are you still doing that three-topic story? Well then, in honor of that, how about a triple-return massage (Note 1)? Pepen, ben!

When I give my wife a massage, she is in a good mood.

When my wife is in a good mood, our home is peaceful.

That is why.

This is fine.

(Note 1) 'Massa' is short for massage. My wife, Sacchan, calls it that for short. Giving Sacchan a 'massa' is my most important daily routine.