Bonus Short Stories
Sanae
Now that there were three of them, there were lots of things Sanae could do. The only problem was that all three of them had slightly different tastes.
“I want the new Love Killa game!” exclaimed Sanae-chan.
“I want to see the Messiah spin-off movie...” said Sanae-san.
“Now wait just a second, you two!” insisted Sanae-nee. “We should totally go attack that new cake shop in the next town over!”
The Sanaes only had but so much allowance between the three of them, and they were split between buying a game, going to see a movie, and hitting up a bakery.
“What are you three fighting over?” asked Koutarou, who happened to be passing by as they debated their plans.
“You won’t believe it, Koutarou! These two are saying that I can’t buy the new game I was looking forward to!”
“That’s an unfair way to put it, Sanae-chan! You know I’ve wanted to see the Messiah movie too!”
“And I’ve been looking forward to hitting up this cake shop since it opened!”
“Ah, got it. So you’re trying to decide how to spend your allowance,” said Koutarou. He could immediately see their conundrum.
“Hey, I know! I’ve got a way to solve this!” Sanae-chan, who’d been deep in thought, declared with sparkling eyes.
“Wait, what is it?” asked Sanae-nee.
“It had better not be something silly...” grumbled Sanae-san.
“We can just get Koutarou to give us more allowance! There are three of us now, after all!”
Sanae got her allowance from Koutarou—a holdover from her days as a ghost. He’d increased her allowance when she’d reunited with her body, and now she was arguing for a similar raise.
“That’s true,” said Sanae-nee. “I don’t feel like I’m getting my fair share.”
“You can’t ask for that without a good reason,” argued Sanae-san.
“What about seeing your movie? Can you go without it?” Sanae-chan argued back.
“Th-That’s...”
“I can’t do without my cake,” interjected Sanae-nee.
Sanae-san fell silent.
“I’ll take that as an agreement, then!” said Sanae-chan. “So it’s decided! This is all for equality between Sanaes! The Sanae union demands a raise!”
Koutarou had unwittingly become the focus of their discussion. If he upped their allowance, their problem would go away. It was a very simple, Sanae-esque solution.
“You three aren’t exactly working for it,” he countered.
“It’s your job to show love to your longtime supporters!”
“What are you even saying?”
“K-Koutarou-san, do you not love us?”
“Ugh, that’s not...”
“Well said, Sanae-san! You must really want to see Messiah!”
“Wow, even Sanae-san is becoming more Sanae-like.”
“Stupid Onee-chan! You shouldn’t have said that!”
Koutarou quickly went from the center of their discussion to the literal center of attention. The girls closed in around him.
“Take this! Special Sanae-chan arm lock!”
“Hey, when did you learn Aikido?!”
“My mom taught this to me the other day.”
“Kanae-san, why?!”
“Stop standing there and help hold him down!”
“O-Okay!”
Koutarou resisted at first, but not even he could hold his own against three people. The Sanaes swiftly had him pinned down.
“Owowowow...”
“How’s that? Do you give? All you have to do is say, ‘Sanae-chan is cute!’”
“And give us head pats around the clock!”
“Um, I think you guys have forgotten our original demand...”
Three times the Sanaes meant three times the trouble, but it also meant three times the fun.
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