Dollish Big Sister

Chapter 15

In kindergarten, there is a special time designated for nap .

Whether it is help children growth or it's just to make things easier for themselves, I don't know, but anyway, there is such a naptime.
Of course, although my body is that of a child, but my mind is of an adult ,so naturally I don't... zzz
.
...Huh?!
Something is clinging to me as I sleep comfortably under the blanket.
Or rather, someone than something, which would be quite troublesome.
So, I lift the blanket to find someone I don't know clinging to me.
"Who is she?"
When I ask the teacher, they told me she is Amane Mio-chan, a girl from the class below mine.
She went to the bathroom and didn't come back, so they searched for her and found her clinging to me, sleeping comfortably until I woke up.
Indeed, she's clinging tightly.
The teacher apologizes with a gesture and a wink, so I give up and decide to wait until she wakes up.
"...Mm?"
"Good morning. Who are you?"
"I'm Amane Mio. You are....doll. Good night... zzz"
Second sleep is a child's privilege.
And then, the teacher again apologizes with a gesture and leaves me behind.
Honestly, I'm not a doll... zzz
Following the incident, Amane Mio-chan has sporadically comes and clings to my side during our naptime.
She calls me "O-nin-giyo Oneechan* "
[T/N-Truthfully I don't know what to translate this word as . It's typical meaning Dollish Big Sister]
She said I resembles a doll gifted to her, yet permitting her to behave in such a manner feels either excessively lenient or indicative of my naivety..
Mio-chan's family runs a trading business, and the mistaken doll as me which she brought to kindergarten seems to be an imported item.
She couldn't sleep without the doll, so she brought it to kindergarten, and the reason for the mix-up is, of course, because my her hair.
I'm the only one with blonde hair around here. Can't be helped.
And with that, of course, there would naturally be people interested in such things.
"Runa-chan! Let's sleep together!!"
Excited Asuka-chan brought a pillow and hugged it tightly next to me, while Hotaru-chan, determined to cling to me, brought one too.
Think .........
If you two hug me, where do you think Mio-chan will go to?
Ignoring my concern, Asuka-chan spelt next to me.
Hotaru-chan seems to want to stay close to Asuka-chan rather than cling to me.
"Runa-chan smells like sunshine!"
"Asuka-chan smells like oranges!"
"O...range!"
"...zzz"
Still sticking to that setup, huh?
Hotaru-chan easily drifts off to dreamland.
Even Asuka-chan... zzz
I woke up.
Feeling heavy, I realized Mio-chan and Asuka-chan were clinging to me, while Hotaru-chan clung to Asuka-chan, leaving me with the weight of three people.
Of course, I had to call the teacher for help with tears in my eyes.
"...And they lived happily ever after."
"Next is this storybook."
"O-nin-giyo Oneechan."
"Yeah, yeah."
It's only natural to develop affection in moments like these, and being an only child, it felt as though I had gained sisters whom I deeply cared for.
It goes without saying that I started playing with Asuka-chan and Hotaru-chan too.
In the midst of all this, an unexpected event occurred.
"Waaaaah! O-nin-giyo Oneechan!"
While playing, Mio-chan clung to me crying. Apparently, she was teased by some boys because she couldn't sleep without her doll. Naturally, I was furious.
"I'm getting heated up! I'll have a word with them!!"
"Wait! I'll come with you if it's for Mio-chan!"
*gulp*
True friends come through. With Asuka-chan and Hotaru-chan in tow, we barged into Mio-chan's class, and I placed my hands on my hips, ready to shout.
"Who took away my Mio-chan's Doll?"
This marked the beginning of what would later become the legendary "Five Boys Incident in the Pine Corridor" at the kindergarten. We ended up in a huge brawl with the boys, with their brothers joining in the fight. Taking advantage of the fact that they couldn't touch us, we shook them vigorously while delivering a stern lecture. By the time the teacher pulled us apart, we had three crying boys and two fleeing ones. As a result, we were called to the principal's office, where Tachibana and Keiko-san gave us a stern lecture. Additionally, after hearing the reasons behind the incident, Aki-san quietly gave us a thumbs-up gesture behind Tachibana and Keiko-san's backs and later brought us cake.
The next day, Mio-chan came to me and bowed her head.
"Thank you, Runa-neechan♪"
.
I couldn't help but feel happy and teary-eyed, but I managed to hold back my emotions. Mio-chan cried and said she didn't want to be separated from me during the graduation ceremony, but after enduring a year, she waved goodbye in the end.
On the way home, Tachibana murmured softly, "It seems that Miss Amane's father, who runs the trading company, isn't doing well."
I understood what he was implying. Emperor's Academy was an elite private school, and it required a lot of money. He probably wanted to convey that if things continued like this, Mio-chan might be separated from me due to financial difficulties.
"Do you think I can help Mio-chan's father?"
"It depends on how much Young Ladycares about Amane-san."
Some children separate or transfered schools due to their parents' reasons. It's even harder when they're close friends. I pouted intentionally at Tachibana.
"So, you've researched this much, meaning it's up to my feelings to decide, right?"
After what happened, it's only natural that Tachibana would check everything, including our parents. And besides the economic issues, everything else seemed okay.
"Hey, Tachibana. I feel like I want a doll now."
"It's an imported item. Since it's hard to find, let's find a dealer through an intermediary."

As long as we're alive, there are connections to be made and bonds to be reconnected with money. But I didn't want to sever this bond. Looking back, Mio-chan was still waving at me from afar.

"Because I'm her big sister, it's only natural for me to treat my little sister well♪"
As I waved back, Mio-chan kept waving until the teacher told her to go back inside.
After this, my room was transformed into a room full of imported dolls, and when Mio-chan came to play, she was delighted, to say the least.

~~~Ending~~~

[Trading Company]
In my mind, it's that person who enjoys gourmet food alone.
Thanks to him, I was able to imagine what an individual trading company would be like.
Furthermore, the maid who became his wife is Mio-chan's mother.
It's a joke that only those who know would understand.
[Doll]
An antique bisque doll.
Of course, it's expensive.