Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 987 I’m sorry, mom didn’t give birth to you healthy.

"I…I'm fine. I'm fine grandma."

Nishimiya Naoko's voice was a little choked. Her grandmother didn't say anything, but she used her old hands to exert a little force and pulled her granddaughter down.

The soft girl fell down like a marshmallow soaked in water. She squatted down following her grandmother's hand, and her little head naturally crawled on her grandmother's knees.

The smell was very familiar. From childhood to adulthood, whenever I felt wronged, my grandmother would hold me in her arms, touch my head and comfort me.

Grandma's clothes were soaked by her own tears countless times.

Just smelling the familiar scent, the girl couldn't help but shed tears.

"Yoshi yoshi..."

The grandmother gently stroked the girl's soft hair. She didn't say anything profound, nor was she as strict as her mother. She just said some nonsense every time.

Nishimiya Glass opened her mouth, and bitter tears flowed into her mouth. She choked:

"My colleagues are very nice to me, my work is going smoothly, I've made a lot of friends at school, and my relationship with Sakura is better than before..."

While being caressed by her grandmother, Glass babble a lot.

She talked about the work she had just finished and the exam she had taken in the morning, how she was so tired that she fell asleep on the car ride back to Shuimen from Tokyo, and how she had studied until the early hours of the morning last night in order to get a good grade.

She talked about how she was bullied by Oizumi Kaori at the launch ceremony, how she made mistakes in the training center and was punished by the teacher, how she was actually so scared that her hands were shaking in the corridor when she "bravely" scolded Oizumi, but she spoke even louder so that no one would notice, and how difficult and conflicted it was to protect her voice while practicing dubbing.

From taking care of Momotaro to trimming the flowers and plants at home, I talked about...

Although the elderly are in charge of taking care of things at home in the Nishimiya family, the lights in the living room are not dim, because there is a strict mother and a granddaughter who needs bright lights to study.

Under the white light, the wrinkles on the grandmother's face were clearly visible, and the heartache and pity in her cloudy eyes were also clearly visible. She didn't say anything, but just listened quietly and gently stroked her granddaughter's head.

She could feel Nozomi's tiredness and how much sweat she had put in to become who she is today.

"…But! Although I'm very busy at work, I'm very confident in this exam! I can definitely get a good score! Even if I can't catch up with Kyousuke-kun, I will definitely not be worse than Sakura!"

During the long conversation, the moisture in the marshmallow was dried, and Nishimiya Naoko became fluffy and soft again.

She raised her head, her big bright eyes smiling through her tears as she looked at her grandmother happily.

"Nitro sauce..."

Nishimiya Xi raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears from her granddaughter's face. Her dehydrated hands were rough, but she was very gentle. The girl felt nothing but warmth.

She held Nitro's face, her eyes full of heartache, and her voice was so slow that it seemed as if she had to use all her strength to say every word.

"Growing up must have made you suffer a lot."

Grandma said.

The smile on Nishimiya Naoko's face froze as if the pause button had been pressed, and the tears that had not yet completely faded away returned again.

"No...no...I didn't...I..."

The girl raised her hands and wiped them across her face roughly. She pushed her palms upwards from her cheeks, as if trying to drive the tears back into her eyes so that they would not scare her grandmother.

She cried, "No... I'm not bitter, I'm just... I'm fine... I'm really fine."

Xigong Xi didn't say anything more. He just looked at his granddaughter who was crying loudly with satisfaction. In his eyes there was not only heartache but also relief.

"Cry, cry, girls should cry more. Cry when you are unhappy, cry when you encounter difficulties, cry when you fail..."

"It can't be possible that crying is a mistake, right? That doesn't make sense."

The old man talked on and on.

This child had been waiting for this cry for a long time. She should have cried like this a long time ago.

The crying echoed in the living room.

At the beginning, Nitsuko felt both aggrieved and happy. Whether it was on the Internet or her mother and sister, they just kept saying how brave and amazing she was. Only her grandmother...

It has been like this since the beginning. Before she met Kyousuke-kun, the only one who comforted her and protected her weakness was her grandmother.

She doesn't care whether she is brave or not, or about her job. She only cares about whether she is sad or wants to cry.

But as she cried, Glass stopped thinking about anything. She just felt that crying and shedding tears was really comfortable.

No wonder Eriri gets angry and cries so easily, it turns out it’s really nice to cry when you have nothing to do.

After crying for a while, Glass felt relaxed and happy, and even the smell of her grandmother became clearer.

The crying gradually faded away, and an idea popped up in the girl's empty mind:

"It's time to go home. Kyousuke-kun is here to pick me up."

As soon as this thought came to her mind, Nishimiya Naoko's crying stopped abruptly like a faucet that had been turned off.

The grandmother, who had a gentle and pleased look on her face, was stunned and looked at her granddaughter in confusion.

Xiaozi raised her head, and the tears on her face had been wiped clean on her grandmother's pants. She was not wearing any makeup, and was scolded by Sister Saki for this, saying that wearing makeup at work was basic etiquette.

"I know you are young and beautiful, but please consider us old ladies! You are so beautiful even without makeup, how can we live if we are so ugly with makeup on? We will be hated!"

Just now, Glass told her grandmother this truth while crying.

Grandma was amused and said that it was of course so she even put on makeup when she went to the senior citizen club.

The girl with eyes as red as a rabbit blinked and pursed her lips shyly.

"that……"

Glass's lips moved, and he stammered:

"Grandma~~I should go home~Kyosuke-kun should be downstairs by now."

Xigong Xi opened his mouth, and his eyes, which looked small due to his drooping eyelids, seemed to have grown a little bigger.

"Haha~"

With a laugh, she pinched her eldest granddaughter's face and found it was sticky with tears, so she took out a towel, poured a little water on it, wet it, and gently wiped the soft face.

"Okay, okay, I feel relieved that Kyousuke is here."

Nishimiya said with a smile.

She wiped Nozomi's face clean, and used her skinny hands to straighten Nozomi's hair which was messed up by her crying just now, and tied it into a simple ponytail.

"It's so pretty."

She pulled Naoko up and looked at her granddaughter who was much taller than her. Her hands seemed to be unable to stop helping Naoko tidy up her clothes.

"Is this the high school student Nitro? Is this the Nitro who can earn money to support herself?"

The old man murmured as if in a dream.

When Nishimiya Naoko heard this, her nose started to feel sore again.

"Haha~ Don't cry now!"

Xigong Xi squeezed his granddaughter's hand and pulled her towards the door.

At the entrance, the boy, wearing his shoes, stood at the bottom of the steps, and his grandmother stood on the top of the steps.

"Nitro sauce..."

the old man called softly.

"Hmm~"

The girl raised her little face and smiled sweetly. She looked very naive, but not as silly as Eriri.

"Promise me you won't make it so hard on yourself, okay?"

The old man said with heartache and worry.

Glass didn't say anything, but just squinted her big eyes, smiled and nodded.

The grandmother knew at a glance that Gaozi didn't listen at all. After all, her daughter had a huge influence on her granddaughter.

She took Nitro's hand, held it tightly with both hands, and said in a slow but serious voice:

"There are many things in this world that can only be obtained because of what you cannot do..."

At this point, the old man looked into Glass's eyes and suddenly smiled:

"Like, your Kyousuke-kun."

The soft girl suddenly opened her eyes wide, blinking, blinking——

"Hmm~"

She snorted again through her nose.

Grandma then smiled with relief, because she knew that this time Glass had listened to her.

The tacit understanding between the two is beyond the mother's imagination, so she will give them space. She knows that Gaozi would rather share this success with her grandmother than with herself.

"Have you called Kyousuke yet?"

Before leaving, grandma asked one more question.

Nishimiya Glass then raised her hand and shook her phone, which showed the question she had sent and the photo that Hojo Kyosuke had replied to. The photo was of the Minato River and the small bridge across it.

"Grandma, go and get some rest! I'll come back to see you more often!"

The girl wrinkled her nose and acted coquettishly.

"Uh-huh……"

The old man's wrinkled face was full of kindness.

No matter how reluctant we are, we have to say goodbye. This door was created for this purpose.

With a click, Nishimiya Naoko walked out the door.

The old man still stood on the steps of the entrance hall, staring blankly at the closed door.

Less than half a second later, the sound of a door opening was heard from the direction of the living room.

Yaeko Nishimiya, who had already put on a coat over her pajamas, hurried over. Seeing her mother still standing at the entrance, she was stunned and her steps became hesitant.

Grandma slowly turned around, looked at her daughter and smiled.

"Go ahead. You probably have a lot to say to Glass, right?"

She said.

Yaeko Nishimiya nodded silently, then quickly changed her shoes and walked out the door.

Snap, snap, snap—

Hurry footsteps sounded from behind her. Nozomi, who was eager to go downstairs to see Kyosuke, stopped. When she was going down the stairs just now, she had been thinking about the last words her grandmother said. She thought that listening to the words of someone who had experienced it would prevent retribution.

If I wasn't such a useless idiot, I wouldn't have received Kyousuke-kun's love~

Is this what it means when fortune and misfortune go hand in hand?

"These are the footsteps of my mother"

The girl made a judgment in her mind and then stopped at the rest platform between the third and fourth floors.

Yaeko Nishimiya, who hurried down from upstairs, stopped on the fourth floor. Seeing her daughter's puzzled expression, she immediately turned her head away embarrassedly.

The lights in the corridor were not very bright, but it did not prevent one from seeing the complicated expression on her face.

"Niter sauce."

Yaeko Nishimiya called out softly, then walked down with stiff legs and came to the rest platform.

Nishimiya Naoko stepped back to make room for her mother.

The two stood facing each other, and when their eyes accidentally met, Nishimiya Yaeko was surprised to realize that her daughter was as tall as her.

"Nitro sauce..."

She called out again, her voice becoming softer.

Nitro blinked and asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Mom?"

The cry of "Mom" seemed to have hit Yaeko Nishimiya's aorta. The mother, who had just been standing there as if she had polio, suddenly pounced on her daughter.

scare!

Nishimiya Naoko was so frightened that her whole body froze, and she raised her hands and gave a French military salute.

"How……"

Just as the girl was about to ask what happened, she heard her mother in her arms (?) burst into tears.

Um? ? ? ?

what is this?

Glass blinked wildly, completely confused about what was happening.

"Sorry……"

"Sorry……"

"Glass, I'm sorry."

Yaeko Nishimiya hugged her daughter tightly, tears gushing out like a high-pressure water gun.

"I'm sorry that I couldn't give birth to you healthy."

The mother's voice was filled with hysterical despair and regret.

"I'm sorry that I couldn't give birth to you healthy."

She repeated it like a possessed person, as if this was a nightmare that she could never get out of.

The panic on Nishimiya Naoko's face slowly faded away, she lowered her raised hand and hugged her mother's back.

She stroked her mother's back like her grandmother stroked her head.

What she knew, Glass has always known.

Just as she knew what Yuzuru did to her when he was a child... she also knew her mother's guilt.

If you stare into the abyss, the abyss also stares back at you.

The mother was as strict as a devil to herself, and if the degree of strictness of the mother to herself was one, then she was ten to herself.

Not only did she behave like a demon, but there was actually a demon living inside her, gnawing at her mother's heart.

She wanted to be like other children. She couldn't make up for this "mistake" and could only clumsily try to repair it as best as possible through her own methods.

"I'm sorry that I couldn't give birth to you healthy."

Yaeko Nishimiya was still repeating these words, words that had been weighing on her heart for who knows how long, words that had been tormenting her all the time for countless years.

Until today, my daughter, Nishimiya Shoko, finally became better than normal people. She finally became a... a...

Yaeko Nishimiya could no longer think normally, and she didn't dare to ask for her daughter's forgiveness. But today, listening to Naoko talking about work and looking at her daughter's confident and mature appearance, she felt that she was redeemed.

She knew that she didn't deserve to be redeemed, because her carelessness caused her daughter to become unhealthy, and because her incompetent and misguided education led to Nozomi's dark childhood... she knew.

But, sorry, mom is really happy.

"Mom is so happy to see you become so outstanding."

"I'm sorry, Nazori. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I'm sorry..."

Yaeko Nishimiya kept apologizing. The door lock of a household on the fourth floor rang and then returned to normal, but she was still apologizing.

Nishimiya Glass didn't say anything, but just gently stroked her mother's back.

Her shoulder was completely soaked with tears, and the sticky touch made her fully feel her mother's heart.

Grandma said she needed to cry more, but she actually cried a lot, but she only cried when Kyousuke-kun was holding her.

And mom...

In Naoko's memory, there is not even a single photo of her mother crying. (End of this chapter)