Ch. 3: Beginning Friendship
My friendship with Sirius had started…
While drinking nearly-cold black tea from a cup, Sirius was absently looking up at the sky.
OO: “Um, hey, Sirius. These are the cookies you said you liked, aren’t they?”
Sirius: “Yeah.”
OO: “And I heard this brand of black tea is the kind you like.”
Sirius: “Yeah I like it. But it’s cold.”
OO: “…that’s because you haven’t been drinking it.”
Sirius: “Huh? You say something?”
OO: “N-never mind.”
Sirius let out a deep sigh.
That’s what I want to do too…
I did my best to think of what to do to be friends with Sirius, and in the hopes of having a nice conversation, I had figured we could try having tea.
But Sirius had been like this the entire time…
Sirius: “I wonder what Procyon’s doing now.”
His chin rested in the hand that wasn’t holding the teacup as he muttered his thoughts aloud.
Procyon again…
For some reason, I felt a sadness welling up in my chest.
OO: “…it’s almost like you’re in love with Procyon.”
Sirius: “Wha…!”
Sirius looked like he was about to spit out his tea.
Sirius: “Wh-what the heck?! Procyon is a boy! And he’s like a little brother to me.”
OO: “But…”
He’s only ever thinking about Procyon.
OO: “Even though you’re with me…”
The words spilled out unintentionally and I clamped a hand over my mouth in shock.
Sirius: “W-well yeah, but… s-sorry.”
Silence. Sirius looked like a downhearted puppy, and it was adorable.
He really is like a kid…
Sirius: “Let’s stop being friends.”
OO: “Eh…?”
Sirius looked miserable as he said those words all of a sudden.
[CHOICE]
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We don’t need to do that (SUN)
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Look at me (MOON)
Sirius: “You’re weird.”
Sirius suddenly turned his face away.
But even though he was sulking, I didn’t feel like he was rejecting me.
OO: “I mean, you said you didn’t hate me.”
Sirius: “Is that why you wanted to be friends?”
OO: “Yeah…”
Sirius: “Aaaaah. I wonder if Procyon is alright on his own.”
OO: “Ah, you’re talking about Procyon again.”
Sirius: “Uh…I-I can’t help it! I’m worried about him!”
I smiled as Sirius’ face told me how awkward he felt.
OO: “Yeah, I think it’s okay to worry. But… I can understand why your father is worried too. You’re the future king after all.”
Sirius: “I know that. But he’s still kicking, so I don’t need to think about it. Or, I guess I don’t want to think about it. I mean it’s hard for you to imagine me as king, right?”
OO: “Well…”
[CHOICE]
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I can image it (SUN)
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You’ll be great (MOON)
Sirius: “I guess I should think about the future as king. Hey, why am I going on about all this stuff with you here?”
Sirius suddenly shoved the remaining cookie in his mouth and stood up.
OO: “Sirius?”
Sirius: “Let’s stop for now. I think… I ended up saying too much.”
I felt like Sirius was hesitating on whether to say something, then he walked away.
Sirius… I’ll have to invite him out again and think of something fun to do…
I felt excited thinking of next time.
OO: “I can imagine it. You’ll probably be just fine.”
Sirius: “What’s with the ‘probably’? That’s not very reassuring.”
OO: “I-I mean…”
Sirius: “Well, it’s fine.”
Sirius let out a chuckle.
OO: “We don’t need to do that. I think it’s nice of you to take care of Procyon, and I understand you’re worried about him. It’s better than being cold hearted and uncaring.”
Sirius: “I-I’m not that nice…”
Sirius really was cute as he got embarrassed and blushed a little.
OO: “I understand that you’re worried about Procyon, but I’d like it if… you would look at me.”
Sirius seemed embarrassed, then our gazes locked.
I didn’t know why, but my heart beat just a little faster as he looked directly at me.
OO: “I think you’ll make a great king. I mean, you’re very manly and reliable already.”
Sirius: “Wh-what was that? That’s so embarrassing.”
As I watched him get bashful, I repeated what I’d said in my head and found myself getting embarrassed as well.