Chapter 21 – Episode 21. I Picked Up A Big-Breasted Woman On The Street (4)
Suzuki Haruka.
Her life was incredibly bleak.
From a young age, she felt that she was different from others.
It was natural; she couldn’t quite understand the emotions when her mom or dad cried or laughed.
This wasn’t because she was simply oblivious.
She had a mental condition.
This condition made her different from other people.
However, she didn’t particularly dislike or resent it.
“Haruka, let’s sleep together, Mom!”
“You know, Haruka’s all grown up now. She should sleep alone.”
“But still…”
“Wanna sleep together…”
“Really?!”
At least, even if she didn’t understand other emotions well, she could definitely feel that her parents loved her.
Plus, she had her beloved computer.
Therefore, she thought she wasn’t much different from others.
And that thought…
“You’re weird.”
Began to crack the moment she was thrown into the small society called school.
“Why?”
“Everyone else is sad, but you’re the only one who doesn’t look sad!”
The initial trigger was a very small thing.
It was a trivial incident that occurred because she didn’t show sadness when one of her classmates was sad.
It was so trivial that, naturally, there were no major problems for the first few years.
The real problem arose as she, no, as the students grew up.
Even as Haruka grew, she couldn’t get along well with other kids and grew up as a unique child who seemed to have built her own world.
‘Maybe it’s a good idea to get her checked out.’
Her third-grade elementary school teacher knew this very well.
So, with good intentions, the teacher recommended that she get counseling.
“Guys! Haruka is disabled, so we need to be considerate of her!”
That counseling completely changed her life.
From who-knows-where, one of her classmates spread rumors at school that she had a mental disability.
She neither confirmed nor denied it.
Fortunately, the elementary school she attended had very strict rules against bullying, and she was never bullied.
The real problem started when she went to middle school.
On her mother’s strong recommendation, she attended an all-girls middle school, and there…
Tap… tap… tap…
She had to face the malice she had never encountered before.
People often make one mistake.
They think that if there are only girls, there will be no bullying, and they will get along well.
But the reality was quite the opposite.
Haruka was bullied more persistently and maliciously than in elementary school.
The reason she was bullied was nothing special.
To be precise, there was no reason.
The only reason she was bullied was that she behaved differently from the other students.
Is that really a reason?
Children were more cruel and ruthless than adults thought.
Normally, Haruka’s father should have seen this and protested to the school or punished the students involved, but her patriarchal and stubborn father just scolded Haruka for being mentally weak or even hit her for touching things like computers, which he thought were for girls.
The fact that the students who bullied her were clever enough to do it without leaving any visible marks on Haruka also played a part.
Thus, Haruka was left neglected.
Her mother wanted to transfer her or protest somehow, but she failed due to her husband’s strong opposition.
Thanks to that, the bullying continued throughout middle school, and it didn’t change when she went to high school.
No. Rather, Haruka’s father, who had become half-deranged due to a series of business failures, started hitting Haruka harder as the days went by, and the high school girls started bullying her even more severely after seeing her condition.
Fortunately, the reason she didn’t die back then was thanks to her mother.
“Haruka… I’m sorry… It’s all my fault… I’m sorry, Haruka…”
“…”
“I’m sorry… I’m a useless mother… really…”
Haruka’s mother quickly went through the divorce and school withdrawal procedures for Haruka and moved to a rural-urban area in Miyagi Prefecture.
She heard it was like a villa where her grandparents used to live.
After moving to Miyagi Prefecture, Haruka was able to do whatever she liked.
From small hobbies like observing insects, leaves, and nature.
To studying computers and assembling parts, which she had been interested in since she was young.
And this freedom created the foundation for her talent to bloom… no, to fully blossom.
In less than a year of properly studying computers, she was at a level where she had no problem assembling and setting up a typical PC on the market.
In her second year, she mastered various miscellaneous computer functions.
By her fourth year, she was no longer interested in ordinary computers.
That’s when she happened to see a supercomputer.
No longer satisfied with ordinary computers, Haruka began to study supercomputers like crazy, and even wanted to touch one, but unfortunately, she didn’t have the money, so she reached the point where she could make one herself.
Of course, the supercomputer she made was made by bringing broken computers from nearby wealthy neighborhoods or trash piles, so its performance was terrible.
The fact that she made such a computer with just that was proof that she was a genius.
So, as usual, she was improving and upgrading the performance of her supercomputer, and it was time for a short walk for photosynthesis.
“Hehe. You guys are working hard, huh? Fighting! Fighting!”
As she was happily observing ants as usual, a car approached her at high speed, and Haruka, who was distracted, didn’t see it, and was about to have a big accident, but.
-Thump, thump, thump.
A man jumped into the field with Haruka, so fortunately, nothing serious happened.
Haruka, who was not quite in her right mind because she had rolled on the ground for a while, somehow regained her senses and looked at her savior.
The savior was saying something to the car in an unknown language. It seemed like he was angry at the car.
After being so angry, he turned his head and gave Haruka a kind smile, and as she looked at her approaching savior, Haruka remembered a fairy tale her mother used to read to her.
It was a story about a prince who was angry at injustice, kind to the weak, and saved people in danger.
For some reason, when she thought of the prince in that fairy tale, she felt her heart beating faster than usual.
And this faster heartbeat gave her the courage to do things she would never have done in her normal state.
-Thump. Thump.
“Are you a prince?”
Such words that she would never have said normally.
“You saved me, so you’re a prince.”
-Tap.
Such actions.
Haruka recklessly grabbed her savior, no, Takuya, and headed to her house.
After arriving home, meeting her mom, and her mom and Takuya talking…
And…
“Haruka’s talent is definitely not something to be ignored.”
He acknowledged Haruka’s hobby… no, her talent.
A talent that even her family hadn’t recognized.
-Thump! Thump! Thump!
She felt that her heart was beating even faster for some reason, and being smart, she realized why her heart was beating so fast.
‘Am I… in love with Takuya?’
She had fallen in love with Takuya.
Some might say, “How can you fall in love over something like that?” but if someone saves your life and, on top of that, acknowledges your talent that no one has ever acknowledged, even a stone-hearted person would have no choice but to fall in love.
Being the smart Haruka that she was, she quickly admitted that she had fallen in love with Takuya, and she also knew how to resolve this fluttering feeling.
‘Surely, they said to take a bath together, right?’
The only minor flaw was that she had learned that knowledge from the internet.
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Of course, Takuya, who didn’t know this situation, was just bewildered by the situation.
Takuya glanced at Haruka, who was soaking in the water.
She was calmly soaking in the water, even though she was in the same bath as a man.
‘Why did she suddenly come in? Did she just want to take a bath together? Or…’
Takuya had various assumptions as he looked at Haruka, but he couldn’t figure out why Haruka was doing this.
And Haruka looked at Takuya as if she was worried about him.
“…..”
After looking at Takuya worriedly, Haruka pondered for a moment and then said, looking at Takuya.
“Takuya.”
“Why?”
She said that, exposing her chest that was covered by a towel.
“Wanna touch my boobs?”
“I wanna.”
Hearing that answer, Haruka thought.
As expected, men are as simple as they are in the internet and books.
