18 Taichi and... Second Part
From spring to summer, autumn, and winter, seasons had changed.
It has taken for a long time since when I had talked with Mr. Tsutsumi.
I began to think when he will come here because of catching a cold, being worried he’s fine or not.
But he didn’t appear in front of me.
And next spring.
As my birthday approached, I couldn’t help wait the blooms of cherry blossoms.
As soon as, I want to see the star in daytime.
Then, I has been 23 years old.
I’m glad to see blooming cherry blossoms, so I try to reach my hands to catch flowing petals.
When I could catch it well, I through male patient’s temper.
When the cherry tree fell green, I dyed my nails into cherry blossoms.
Of course, when Mr. Tsutsumi can come as a patient, I make sure to make makeup on everyday.
For mascara discreetly, teak and lip choose the pink color which is also a symbol of spring.
My change has been noticed by woman’s seniors the first time.
“Sakura, you recently became beautiful”
“Originally you’re pretty, but suddenly you became an adult suddenly…Is that it?
Aren’t you in love?
To that person.”
I unconsciously reacted to the word “love”.
“W-What are you talking about!”
“Well, then, what were you talking about in that terrace then with that patient!”
At this time, it might be because there was less outpatient morning before the start of reception.
About ten seniors gathered to me.
“Oh, it’s time to start reception”
“Do you even think that to make it misleading by saying so?”
“No, it’s not like that…”
The reception began soon and I corresponded to outpatients.
Meanwhile, my seniors looking for answers were stinging.
The back and the axle were covered with perspiration with unfamiliar fears, but still I wasn’t allowed to forget the smile to the patient.
It was then that I thought it was painful.
“…Huh?”
Mr. Tsutsumi was brought in by the stretcher.
“Emergency!
Yoichi Tsutsumi, 25 years old man, conscious.
There’s a suspected fracture in the left arm and left leg!”
An emergency room cried in a hard voice.
I hurriedly left the reception.
“Mr…Tsutsumi!”
“Well…I have not come, have not you?”
“Please don’t tell me anything!
Please now be silent as we call a surgeon.”
It wasn’t until my birth that I wanted someone to be saved.
I just ran out of craziness and reached the examination room of surgery.
“Doctor, please do!
Please help him!”
In that situation, the teacher blinked eyes many times with eyes.
When I explained it quickly, Dr. stood up from the chair immediately and came up with Mr. Tsutsumi’s treatment.
As expected by the emergency services, he was said he broke his left arm.
When I asked him later, he replied that he hid the student who was about to fall down the stairs.
I praised him bravely in my mind, but on the one hand I was born with jealousy that I wanted to enter into his arms.
I realized that when girls came to visit him was attracted to it.
Without knowing that I had such feelings, he greeted me warmly in the hospital room every day.
“I’m happy about your inquiries, but are you going to work, are you OK?”
“Yes, because my senior accepts with a good will.”
He was given a private room because the students may make a noise.
It was during my bliss to be alone with him in that private room.
Before the rainy season, he finally noticed my nails.
“Cherry blossoms, I like it very much, claws are beautiful.”
I was impatient there.
Later I feel ashamed, but without this impulse I would not have existed in the future either.
“…I don’t really like cherry blossoms, nor flowers.
Until I meet you.”
“Why is it wonderful?”
He titled his little head without hesitation including my feelings.
“Because you said so, I’ve fallen in love with this name that I had only been teased for, including your name and flowers, you!”
Then he looked at me with blank eyes.
I felt a fever on my face, he also blushed.
“Huh…did that mean?”
“What else is there?”
Far from being blushing I may have been congested.
I became so red, I glared at him.
“No, I think that it’s a morning, teacher is a busy job, so I can’t go to a middle hospital for easy reasons of physical condition.
So, I have been thinking about you forever, what are you doing, aren’t you crying for men patients?”
“Lie”
“It’s not a lie.”
“Is not Tsutsumi “Teacher” just a good mouth?”
“It seems to be said terrible, I only told what I thought.”
He laughed a bitter smile.
Then, I first realized that he and I were both thoughs.
After that for 4 years, I was married when I was 27 years old, when he was 29 years old.
He’s kind as well and I care about myself despite being in troublesome occupation than I’m.
The time spent with him went around the season.
And the next spring.
The cherry trees like arch were in full bloom.
Just as if watching.
Me and him.
And there’re two small stars that I lived in my abdomen.
Dear my stars 加藤ゆうき @Yuki-Kato
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