Reincarnated Into Anime World

Summer holidays are finally here!

After getting back their results, Kaori jumped into Fuutarou's arms with happiness. She had passed every subject, albeit barely. But a pass was a pass, and she looked forward to playing with Fuutarou on an actual stage.

However, she didn't know one thing. And that was that Fuutarou had already planned to play together with her regardless of her result. But since she had passed, nothing changed.

The first week of the summer holidays went by quickly. There wasn't much action present, and as the honor and number one student in elementary school, Fuutarou had, of course, finished all his assignments.

Shouko, living together with Fuutarou, was also influenced by him and had likewise finished her homework.

Their younger siblings, on the other hand, were still childish. Although they had done a little bit of their homework, they were, after all, kids and decided to leave it for later.

On the seventh day, Fuutarou finally found a problem. He had not discussed anything with Kaori regarding their plan. Seeing that today was a Sunday and Kaori was probably relaxing and home, he decided to visit her.

The school had refused to give him her address. Fortunately, he had decided to ask before the holidays start, and the person herself had agreed to do so.

Stretching in front of his desk, he walked out of his room and knocked on the door beside his.

"Shou-chan! I'm going out to Kaori-chan's house. Do you want to follow along?" He called out.

The door immediately opened and revealed Shouko.

"Fuu-kun? You are going to Kaori's house? Sure!" Shouko thought for a bit before agreeing. She was quite bored staying at home for the entire day, and she decided that getting some fresh air would be a good thing.

"Alright. Get changed, and I'll meet you downstairs in five." Fuutarou told her before going back to his room and changed.

Shouko nodded her head before closing her door.

Fuutarou decided to dress comfortably, donning a white shirt that matched his hair and black shorts. He didn't have to wait long before Shouko came down as well.

She currently wore a pink, short-sleeved shirt and a checkered green skirt. She didn't tie her hair as it only reached her shoulders and decided to let it flow down naturally.

Fuutarou took one look at her and turned around to face his mother, who was currently playing with their younger siblings.

"Mum! I'm going out now!"

Hanako turned around and smiled.

[A/N: Hanako is Fuutarou's mum if you forget who she is]

"Thank god you are going out. You stayed at home for an entire week, and I was getting worried that you have no friends apart from Shou-chan, Ka-chan, and Haru-chan."

Hearing her words, Shouko giggled, and Hanako turned towards her, "You too. If you weren't going out soon, I would have forced both of you to the playground nearby and made you make some friends."

"I'm sorry Hana-, mum, but I was bust doing work..." Shouko was about to call her 'Hanako-san', but she quickly changed her way of address after seeing her look.

"I can't believe that both of you are kids with how m.a.t.u.r.e both of you are..." Hanako was satisfied with how Shouko called her before sighing, "My job as a mother was over before it even began. From such a young age, both of you never truly asked for anything."

She glared at both of them before saying, "Now I can only hope that your younger siblings don't end up like you, maturing so fast..."

'Why are you glaring at me. How is that my fault that I m.a.t.u.r.e fast?' Fuutarou looked defeated at the glare that his mother sent him.

"Sure, sure. Well, I'm going out now." Fuutarou was too lazy to argue with her and just agreed with whatever she wanted them to agree to before changing the subject.

"Alright. Don't come back too early."

"I'm a twelve-year-old child, for god's sake. Aren't you worried that bad people will kidnap me or something?" Fuutarou was incredulous at his mother's nonchalance.

"You? If you don't beat them up until all of their bones are broken, I'll be thankful already. Now, leave and remember to protect Shouko." Hanako told him before shooing both of them out of the house.

"Bye, mum." Shouko bowed a little before leaving.

Hanako didn't reply, but she had a slight smile on her face.

'So respectful and formal, unlike my brat. Though I wish I could be closer to Shou-chan.'

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"Since when did you call her 'mum'?" Fuutarou asked after they were outside.

He was curious as this was the first time she had called his mother 'mum'.

Shouko blushed before muttering softly, "A few days after we got together, she came into my room and had a talk with me."

Fuutarou was genuinely impressed with his mother. He didn't even know how she managed to find out about their relationship. It wasn't that he didn't want to tell his mother, but he decided that it would be better for them to reach at least middle-school before breaking the news.

Seeing that Fuutarou was not saying anything, she thought he might be feeling a little angry.

"Are you upset that I told mum?"

"Not really." Fuutarou knew that this girl would often fear that he was angry and quickly smiled, "We were planning to tell her next year either way. So it made no difference if you tell her sooner or later."

"Besides, if I plan to marry you in the future, you would have to call her 'mum' anyways." Fuutarou continued with a teasing smile.

Hearing that Fuutarou had already planned to marry her in the future, Shouko couldn't help but smile brightly.

Ever since she had met him, her life had turned from a monotonous, dull world to one filled with colors and rainbows.

She sneaked a peek at Fuutarou's hand and decided that she wanted to hold it in her own hand.

Despite going out for a few weeks already, they had never held hands.

It was bizarre. Shouko didn't mind having physical contact with Fuutarou, like hugs or pats, but when it comes to holding hands, she was shy about it.

She didn't know why, but it felt strange.

Shouko's peek didn't go unnoticed by Fuutarou, who had been watching her closely ever since they got out of the house.

'I see what you want...' Fuutarou thought.

If it was just holding hands, Fuutarou didn't mind. He had already hugged her a lot of times before. Why would he be shy about holding hands?

Thus, not waiting for Shouko to react, he took her left hand in his right. He didn't clasp it tightly and let their clasped hands swing naturally as they walk.

The moment she felt her hands being held, Shouko stiffened for a moment before relaxing herself immediately.

Fuutarou was not some person who would be afraid of holding hands. If he liked her and she liked him back, why would he shy away?

His fingers intertwined with hers, and Shouko's blush intensified. She felt really, really weird.

'Why does hugging not bother me, but holding hands does?'

Fuutarou didn't look at their clasped hands and continued strolling with Shouko. Although both of them were silent, they enjoyed a comfortable silence between them.

Fuutarou took a look at their intertwined hands and was shocked out of his mind.

'Why is my hand censored!?'

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A/N: And that is it. Short, simple and sweet chapter.

I decided to push back all the action to middle school since I thought that the timeline wouldn't make sense. And have a (late) merry Christmas