Capítulo 51: Flowers
I don't know if it's an illusion...
Makoto Amano suddenly noticed that Yukinoshita's house seemed unusually quiet today.
He didn't encounter anyone else along the way.
Haruno, standing next to him, remained angrily silent because he hadn't given her a direct answer.
In these circumstances, Makoto Amano, who lacked a sense of tension, felt his spirits being suppressed.
Is Aunt planning to put pressure on me even before it has begun?
"Where is my mother?"
Finally, Yukinoshita Haruno also noticed the absence of anyone at home and began to feel a little strange.
But as the mistress of the house, she had the liberty to inquire about the whereabouts of the servants passing by.
"The lady is pruning in the back garden."
As expected of a wealthy family, not only was the backyard ridiculously large, but it also boasted a flower garden.
Mrs. Yukinoshita, adorned in a purple dress, was engaged in pruning and flower picking amidst the blossoms, with the assistance of the servants.
It was quite rare to see her dressed so casually, which made her appear younger.
Had Makoto Amano not known for a long time that the woman amidst the flowers was Mrs. Yukinoshita, he might have mistaken her for Haruno at first sight.
"Have you ever learned flower arranging?"
Upon noticing Haruno and Makoto Amano approaching, Mrs. Yukinoshita cast them a gentle gaze and softly posed the question.
"No."
Naturally, the question wasn't directed at Haruno.
Makoto Amano now probably understood why Yukinoshita's house was so quiet—it was because he had heard that Mrs. Yukinoshita required a very quiet environment when arranging flowers.
"Have you seen it before?"
"I saw it once when I was a child—Haruno sister arranging flowers..."
The first time Makoto Amano visited Yukinoshita's house, he witnessed Haruno receiving a severe scolding from her mother.
Haruno didn't seem to possess her mother's talent for flower arranging.
"Then let me teach you about picking and pruning first."
Mrs. Yukinoshita wasn't surprised by his response. Not many children from ordinary families had experience in flower arranging, let alone a boy like Amano Makoto.
"Yes."
Although Makoto Amano found himself inexplicably summoned to practice flower arranging, he didn't dare to voice any objections.
"You too."
"Yes..."
Haruno reluctantly rolled up her sleeves.
To some extent, flower arranging had become a shadow of her childhood.
——
Determined not to be negligent, Makoto Amano listened attentively to her instructions and carefully selected the flower materials that would be used for the later practice.
Haruno, on the other hand, appeared more nonchalant, but whenever Mrs. Yukinoshita cast a serious gaze, she immediately shed her relaxed demeanor.
"It's a little too... deep."
Just as Makoto Amano was about to lower the scissors to trim the branches, Mrs. Yukinoshita spoke softly.
"Then... how about this?"
Hastily, Makoto Amano moved the scissors away from straightening the flower's rhizome.
"It's still too shallow."
She shook her head once again.
Without a choice, Makoto Amano put down the scissors and began to use his hands to adjust the roots, branches, and leaves of the flowers.
"Then... is it enough now?"
"Deeper."
"..."
Makoto Amano had no option but to continue making adjustments.
"Well, right there, it's just right."
After an unknown amount of time, she finally nodded with encouragement.
It wasn't until that moment that Makoto Amano felt relieved and proceeded to take out the scissors to trim the flowers.
He now understood just how exacting Mrs. Yukinoshita's standards were when it came to flower arranging.
However...
Perhaps Aunt called me here today simply to teach me how to arrange flowers.
Once again, Makoto Amano muttered to himself.
——
"Well, your talent for flower arranging is about the same as Yukino's."
Although still quite amateurish, the flower arrangement that Makoto Amano had labored over had gained Mrs. Yukinoshita's approval.
As for Haruno's completed works, Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't even spare them a glance.
"It's all thanks to my aunt's training..."
Since the talent in flower arranging resembled Yukino's, it must be a compliment to me, right?
Makoto Amano looked at his own work and then at Haruno's, using Mrs. Yukinoshita's tone as a basis to deduce that Yukino must possess a relatively high talent for flower arranging.
Mrs. Yukinoshita habitually covered her lips with her hands and smiled politely.
"It's not like Yukino, who always causes trouble for others."
Naturally, the conversation shifted to Yukino.
"No, she doesn't trouble anyone."
Makoto Amano knew she was referring to Yukino living in his house.
"And besides, I don't think Yukino's personality is a bad thing."
Let's test Aunt's reaction a little...
He cautiously brought up another topic.
"Oh? Amano said this... I wonder what you mean?"
A pleased smile danced in Mrs. Yukinoshita's icy eyes.
His unexpected words were not what she had anticipated.
"Excessive obedience can stifle a person's spirit of resistance."
He glanced at Haruno, who was sitting beside him due to her poor flower arrangement skills.
"When people become accustomed to blindly obeying others' orders, they lose their sense of 'resistance.'"
"Are you criticizing my approach to education?"
Suddenly, she pressed her temples, as if she had a headache.
"No, I believe that my aunt simply loves her child too much, but this love places excessive emphasis on authority and obedience, while neglecting the development of self-awareness."
Under her intense and intimidating gaze, his back began to sweat slightly.
"Just like I asked you to arrange flowers so strictly just now?"
To Amano's surprise, she suddenly wore a gentle smile, instantly dissipating the heavy atmosphere in the room.
The air even seemed to grow clearer, as if it had taken lessons from the weather.
"Yes..."
Makoto Amano could only bite the bullet and nodded.
"However, that was merely my experience based on my childhood friend. It may not be correct. It's just that I worry about my childhood friend continuing to grow up like this, where she is not treated fairly or reasonably. She learns to swallow painful experiences, becoming the kind of person that outsiders admire but her family despises."
"So, Amano has been instilling this spirit of 'resistance' in that child?"
"No, this spirit of rebellion originates from our inner selves. It is an inherent self-awareness that comes with being human, and it doesn't require instilling."
"Is that so?"
She continued to gaze at the boy before her with a smile.
However, Haruno, at her side, grew increasingly nervous and clenched her fists.
Amano, is this guy planning to get himself killed?
How dare he lecture my mother?
"Yes, for instance, between you and me at this moment."
It's a spontaneous resistance stemming from the violation of one's own interests.
"Interesting. Anything else?"
Mrs. Yukinoshita maintained her calm demeanor, showing no signs of anger.
She simply observed Makoto Amano's "remarkable speech" with great interest.
She remember the last time, this boy used this method to perfectly avoid her manipulation.
"And... for example... you wouldn't want to see Yukino no longer able to resist because of my actions."
"..."
"..."
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