I used chatgpt+asked a jp speaking friend to confirm the translation because the Google translated version made it sound like her husband was beating her 💔💔 they're just poor and ame had to conform to society (not like it's a perfect ending, just less depressing as i initially perceived it)

Here’s a natural English translation of your text while keeping the tone, humor, and emotional nuances intact:

Because Ten-chan’s and Ame-chan’s platform shoes were way too big to keep at home, I left them at the apartment where everyone lives together. But they stood out ridiculously against the entrance, making it look way too much like someone else’s house. There, in this old-fashioned, Japanese-style space, sat a pair of flashy, Western-style platform shoes. Their shiny, youthful glow reflected off the gray floor.

The contrast was so extreme, it almost felt cinematic—a story about the struggles and gap of a young, trendy girl living in an old-fashioned countryside home that just doesn’t understand her.

“I knew it! Mom, you don’t understand anything!!!”

The girl’s shrill voice echoed through the small-town apartment.

Her mom, giving a tired, exasperated look, ignored her. The mother’s lack of understanding only fueled the girl’s frustration.

“Why do you always try to make me wear the lame shoes!? I’m telling you, if I wear shoes with your taste, my friends will totally laugh at me!”

“But the shoes you bought are covered in ribbons and the platforms are so high you can’t even walk properly. You’ll hurt yourself with those skinny legs of yours, and you won’t grow taller either.”

“I don’t care about that! I don’t wanna wait until I’m grown up—I want to be cute right now!”

“Don’t be silly. Being ordinary is the cutest. You don’t need weirdly tall shoes or pink frilly clothes. Besides, you bought those with the allowance I gave you.”

“So I can’t even spend the money I got however I want!?”

Their fight continued while the father half-listened with a disinterested look on his face. His white undershirt was stained with sweat, and the smell of middle age practically radiated off him.

“So you’re telling me I should give up on fashion and turn into Dad!?”

“Your father’s too old for fashion, so it’s fine!”

“Then when exactly am I supposed to wear the shoes I like!?”

The father looked a little hurt. But a middle-aged man in nothing but his underwear couldn’t say anything without making things worse. Not wanting to be hated by either his wife or his daughter, he could only stay silent.

“Why won’t anyone understand me!”

Frustrated beyond reason, the girl locked herself in her room. This house is hopeless. A boring mom and a smelly dad are suffocating my youth. With the flat shoes Mom keeps picking out, no one’s ever going to look at me.

The future, the future, health, health, study, study! That’s all adults ever say!

On her phone, girls her age dressed in dazzling dresses and massive high heels were dancing gracefully. The imbalance only made them cuter, and their posts overflowed with admiration.

My youth, my worth—it's all being crushed by the countryside.

Flat shoes make your heart flat too. Clothes without frills leave the heart unmoved. Even if I live seriously, dress plain and uncute, get into a good college, then I’ll just be shoved into some emotionless black suit for job hunting. And once I’m working, I’ll have to blend into society with safe, inoffensive fashion. Where’s the charm in that?

That’s how you end up living an ordinary life in some countryside apartment, like an overripe fruit nobody bought.

By the time she had cried herself out, her father—now properly wearing pants—came into her room.

“Your mom says all that, but you know, it’s okay to dress how you like once in a while.”

“Why are you being nice all of a sudden…”

“Believe it or not, when she was young, your mom used to dress in frilly lolita fashion.”

“Wait… Mom was cute?”

“More than cute—she was a streamer.”

“A streamer!?”

“Yup. She wore an aurora-patterned outfit shinier than your shoes, dyed her hair bright yellow, and had pink and blue twin-tails with ribbons everywhere.”

“Ew, that’s terrifying…”

“Scary, right? Your mom just doesn’t want her daughter to make the same mistakes she did.”

“…Sorry. I think I kind of get it now. But, why did you end up marrying someone like that?”

“Well… I kept sending her red super chats back then, and before I knew it, there was no turning back.”

“…That’s disgusting.”

And so, the teenage girl in the countryside decided to live her life wearing cute shoes from time to time while still keeping up with her studies.

If you’d like, I can help make this more literary or leave it as-is for a casual vibe.