Since Chiya had brought back souvenirs from Hakone before, they didn't bring back any more.

Although I didn't bring any gifts, I did bring back some good news.

The variety show about promoting wine culture that Yuan's father was invited to participate in was very well received after it aired.

Taking advantage of the momentum, the TV producer quickly prepared a program that would take viewers on a tour of famous bars and cocktail lounges across Japan.

Yuan's father is a handsome man with striking features due to his outstanding appearance.

Recently, he has become quite a hot topic again because of his son, Yuan Qianye, so he was once again invited to participate in this variety show.

It's a great thing to be able to make money, expand your personal brand, and promote your bar, creating a positive feedback loop.

However, there is one thing: he will probably be busy again for some time to come.

Since I have to travel all over the country to make the show, I'll probably be away from home quite often again.

But overall, it's always a good thing that life can get better.

As instructed by Chiyo Minamoto, the Takanashi sisters did not mention their fevers on Friday night.

Therefore, the family enjoyed a happy evening together.

Runzi's mother noticed the change in his voice, but he brushed it off by saying it was probably due to a sore throat.

But in the days that followed, Shihua remained worried.

After Qianye fell ill, she appeared to be no different from before.

She goes to and from school on time every day, helps her mother with housework, helps take care of Chiyo, and cooks for her family.

But privately, she quietly began to pay close attention to every detail of Chiyo's daily routine.

It was through this deliberate investigation that she became increasingly alarmed.

Since winning the award for his novel, leaving early and returning late has become the norm for him.

After returning home, I would sit at my desk and often type until one or two in the morning without moving.

Several times, she saw that even when Qianye went to the toilet, he would be carrying a textbook in his hand.

He clearly doesn't have enough time, and he has to make full use of even these small bits of time to study.

Shika felt that Chiya had been working too hard lately, and that he was under pressure that was beyond his years.

She couldn't understand why he, a middle school student, was working so hard.

just like……

It was as if some urgent situation was chasing him from behind, forcing him to work so hard, or something extremely serious would happen.

For some inexplicable reason, Shihua suddenly felt a strong sense of déjà vu.

She kept this doubt to herself and repeatedly advised Qianye to take better care of his health.

My father is in the prime of his career and is busy with work, so he can't devote enough energy to his family at the same time.

The mother had to take care of Chiyo, waking up several times a night just to feed her. During the day, she also had to visit the family's shops, take inventory every few days, and calculate sales figures, which was also very tiring.

Therefore, she naturally regarded the responsibility of taking care of her younger siblings as her duty at home.

Qianye is excellent and very sensible.

However, he was quite opinionated about his own schedule.

Every time Shihua tells him to get more rest, he smiles and agrees on the spot, leaving no room for criticism.

But as soon as he turns around, he's still the same as always.

This left Shihua feeling rebuffed.

She had seen Chiya come home more than once, forcing herself to greet her mother, Rikka, and then, when they weren't looking, sitting on the sofa with a wistful sigh, her eyes listless and revealing her true exhaustion.

I feel heartbroken and helpless, but as her sworn sister, there's really no good way to help her.

All she could do was try her best to take care of him in other parts of life.

For example, cook more of the dishes he likes.

For example, in the evening, cut up some vitamin-rich fruit and have Rikka deliver it to his room.

In these days, a week has passed since Qianye fell ill, and time quickly comes to the end of February.

It was a weekend morning, the weather was clear and cloudless.

Shika thought the weather was nice and decided to help Qianye wash his sheets and take the blankets out to air them, so she went to his room.

Qianye's room was still the same as before, clean and tidy, unlike a boy's room.

He left early this morning, saying he wouldn't be back until tonight.

Shihua deftly pulled off the bed sheet and placed the pillows and blankets on the balcony to air them out.

She turned around and went back into the room, looking at the only remaining mattress on Qianye's bed.

After thinking about it, I simply picked them up as well and planned to put them on the balcony to dry in the sun.

But it was when she picked him up that she noticed a subtle gap in the Simmons mattress below, near the headboard.

It's like something is being pressed down underneath.

She subconsciously lifted the Simmons mattress to check, and it was indeed as she had guessed.

There was a small booklet on the bed board below.

Shihua picked up the booklet with a puzzled look and examined it.

The booklet was not brand new; the cover had creases, the edges of the pages were slightly yellowed, and the right angles of the edges were rough, making it look old.

It is easy to deduce that a long time has passed since it was first used.

It was deliberately placed in such a hidden place... no, to be precise, it should be hidden.

Shika had a vague premonition of something.

She felt it wasn't right to touch Qianye's things so casually, but driven by a strong surge of curiosity, she still turned to the first page.

She glanced at it quickly and immediately closed the booklet.

My heart was pounding.

It has a date...

It really is a diary!

Chiya's Diary!

Like a hot potato, Shihua immediately put the booklet back where it was.

After thinking about it, she put the mattress back on, which she had originally planned to take out to air, so that Qianye wouldn't overthink it.

On the balcony, a jet-black winged creature stood on a clothes rack, preening its feathers, its dark eyes watching Toka's hurried figure as it rushed out of the room.

Just a few minutes later, she returned to Qianye's room.

He then locked the door behind him.

Shihua, her face flushed, lifted the Simmons mattress and took Qianye's diary back into her hands.

Although it's impolite to read other people's diaries, it's for Chiya's own good...

If she could find out his true thoughts, perhaps she could think of a way to persuade Qianye not to work so hard in the near future.

Yes! That's exactly it!

If it's out of concern, and not for any other ill intentions, then there won't be a problem.

Mom went to the shop, and Rikka went to see her friends. I'm home alone. As long as I don't say anything, there won't be any problems...

With this in mind, Shihua finally overcame her inner unease and successfully convinced herself.

She clearly didn't know the true value of the saying, "No respectable person writes a diary."

With a mix of nervousness and trepidation, she opened Qianye's diary and officially entered his inner world.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

February 27th

My dad suddenly took me to meet an aunt today, and I have mixed feelings about it.

I understand that they like each other, but I was indeed a little surprised, since there had been no signs of it beforehand.

Fortunately, the aunt seemed to be a good person. She was very kind to me and even gave me a gift.

Somewhat surprisingly, she had two daughters with her, even though she looked very young.

My dad seems to really like that aunt. After meeting her and getting to know her, I don't actually dislike her. I just don't know what her two daughters are like, or how they will treat me, or what they will think of me.

But those are minor issues. What I'm most worried about is that after Dad and that aunt get married, with so many people living under one roof, it seems like there won't be enough room in the house...

Worrying about these things seems pointless. I hope everything goes well for Dad and that aunt, and I also hope that her two daughters are as easy to get along with as she is.

...

Shihua blinked.

The above is the content of the first entry in the diary.

The diary had the date written on it, but not the year.

However, based on the contents of the diary, it is clear that this was when Dad and Mom revealed their relationship but were not yet married.

In other words... about three years ago!

At that time, Chiya was only in the transition period from fifth grade to sixth grade.

Even at such a young age, he was already worrying about things at home for his father.

Qianye was really quite sensible at a very young age.

The fact that she officially started writing a diary after meeting her mother suggests that Chiya must have felt somewhat uneasy at that time.

That's why people hope to relieve their complicated emotions and relax by writing in a diary.

I had a similar experience during a difficult time at home.

Shihua calmed her thoughts and continued reading.

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