He picked up his phone. After scrolling through the notifications, he read the message he just received, before putting back in his pocket.
“What are you grinning about, Momo? Got a message from a girlfriend? A boyfriend, maybe?”
Tomo and Tatsumi lived in the same direction, so they could head home together when Tatsumi didn’t have practice.
“I’ve got neither.”
“So it’s from senpai then?”
Had Tomo been that obvious about Ken? Not that it actually was Ken.
“No, it’s from Shouji.”
“Your uncle?”
Tomo shook his head. “No, my father.”
“Wasn’t it Nao-something?”
“Naomichi, written with the character for ‘more’ and ‘road’, so it's read as Shouji too. He likes alternative readings. I’m Kyou, and my sisters are Yukiyo and Chinatsu.”
“Why do you call your father by name?”
He tilted his h
