Chanbara Night - A Second Home 1
Nov. 7th, 2023 04:26 pmSeason: Autumn
Writer: Nishioka (feat. Akira)
Characters: Mao, Hajime, Young inn owner
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Mao: Haa~... That was a nice soak…♪
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Mao: Haa~... That was a nice soak…♪

Hajime: The hot spring water felt really nice…♪
As expected of free-flowing hot spring water. Just look at my skin. It’s gotten completely smooth. And my legs don’t feel as tired anymore.
Mao: They do say people used to heal their injuries in the hot spring in the past, after all. It really felt like an invigorating bath.
Hajime: Ehehe. The only problem is that when it feels so good you often end up spending too long in the bath.
Mao: Agreed~. Tori and Kagehira looked like they were about to combust, after all.
Hajime: Tori-kun and Kagehira-senpai went back to our room earlier, but I wonder if they’re doing okay? I hope they aren’t still feeling sick.
Mao: Ahaha. They’re not children, so they should be fine.
Hajime: That’s true. I have this habit of worrying too much- nn?
Isn’t that the young master standing by the window down the hallway?
Mao: Ah, it is. We should take this opportunity to say hello. I want to give him my thanks for letting us use the bath as well.
Hajime: Yes, let’s.
Mao: Young master, hello.
Hajime: Nice to see you.
Young master: Isara-san and Shino-san. Are you on your way back from using the bath? How did you find our hot spring water?
Mao: It felt amazing! I feel completely energized!
Hajime: Yes! It felt so good that we ended up staying a while.
Young master: That’s good to hear. I’ll be sure to tell my employees you were satisfied. They’ll surely feel encouraged.
Mao: What are you looking at? Is there something outside the window?
Young master: Ah. There isn’t anything in particular… I was just admiring the inn and the surrounding view. I want to be able to remember it in case the day comes when I won't be able to come here anymore.
Ah, excuse me…! Me saying stuff like that would only be making your job more difficult.
Please pay no mind to what I just said. Ah, how careless of me. I find myself becoming more sentimental as I grow older.
Hajime: Uhm. Wouldn’t it be better if the two of you managed to come to an agreement about the inn rather than leaving the decision to something like a bet?
Young master: A bet, huh…
Fufu. Betting, is it… That doesn’t sound too bad.
Mao: Eh?
Young master: No, it just sounded like something my mother would like.
Mao: Your mother? If she is your mother… then that would make her this inn’s landlady, wouldn’t it?
Hajime: Oh? But when we were introduced to the staff earlier, there was no landlady present, was there?
Young master: You’re right. My mother passed away ten years ago. So there is no landlady at this inn.
Hajime: So that’s how it is… I’m so sorry, I had no idea…
Young master: Ah, don’t be. Don’t worry about it. This isn’t a sad story. She was an outgoing and refreshing person, after all.
I was thinking how my mother would probably have thought this whole ordeal was really funny and had a laugh about it. My father would often struggle to keep up with her antics.
Mao: She sounds like a lovely person. With that person as your mother, your days must’ve been filled with joy?
Young master: They were. This inn was always like a second home to me.
Mao: A home…?
Young master: I didn’t use to live here. I often came to the inn after school to spend time here is all.
At this inn were my hardworking father, my cheerful mother, the kind-hearted staff and many customers who enjoyed staying here. That’s the kind of environment I grew up in.
Mao: I can imagine.
Hajime: Indeed. We have never spent time at an inn like this, but for us idols, we have an important place of belonging in our units…
Mao: That’s an irreplaceable place in our lives, like a second home for us.
Young master: I see. So you guys also have a place like that. That sounds like a good place to belong.
Mao: So I feel like I can understand a little of the loneliness and sadness you might feel if you were to lose that kind of important place. I can only imagine how it must feel.
Young master: That amount of support is enough for me. That is why I really want this inn to survive.
I was so surprised when my father started saying he wanted to close this inn. This place that not only my father, but my mother also valued above all else…
I thought my father would feel the same way as I do…
Fufu. It seems I’m becoming too sentimental after all. And I’ve talked for too long.
I must return to my work already. Well then, please continue enjoying yourselves.

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