JUST A CRASH - BUTTERFLY CROSSING
19. Sweet Time
Shuji stood in front of the door of his apartment and did not enter. He waited for the orange to enter first, but the one in wait stood still.
“What's the problem?” could it hurt to hard to stand and walk?
“...it..,”
“?”
“Your package is open?” Orange asked doubtfully.
“Jacketku?” Shuji checked the jacket he was wearing. “Why with my jacket is it?”
“...Your package will be used by me, let me wash first.”
Although Shuji wants his jacket washed by the orange, but not this time.
“For what to wash, my jacket is only used to cover only.” Shuji moves in to open his door, this time without waiting for an orange.
“A-I want to wash your jacket!”
Who would have thought that girl even pulled the end of Shuji's jacket.
Both are stuck in an unnecessary dead-lock.
Just wash the jacket, why not?
Seeing this shuji gelagat, Orange was astonished. “Why don't you want your jacket I washed?” suddenly the girl woke up. “Is it possible that your jacket is special and afraid of being damaged if I wash?”
“...Yes, yes,” though not because of that, but indeed the jacket is branded. Like getting support for his reason, Shuji continued. “Actually this jacket is not easy to wash, it must be right.”
“Then I use laundry services?”
“Ah?” Shuji. “I like to wash it myself.”
“...” Orange could not say anything more, finally the woman released her grip.
“Could you not want your jacket I touch carelessly?”
“Which is possible!” Shuji immediately denied. “I just don't want to trouble you.”
“Badahat I did not protest when you helped me earlier.” reply Orange pouted.
“...You... why insist like this.” when only jacket. Shuji who had hidden intentions finally gave up when he saw the expression on Orange's face. Sulking? He's sulking, right? Why is it so adorable?
Shuji finally opened his jacket and handed it over with a little, just a little—heavy heart.
It's okay, Shuji. At least this one counts as the first shirt to wash Sweet. Use water from the house Sweet, detergent sweet, and from the hands Sweet….
“Do not worry, I will choose the best laundry service.”
“….No.” Shuji folded his hands on his chest. Since he had already given up his rare opportunity, he would take advantage of this opportunity. “You have to wash yourself, I do not trust the laundry handyman here.”
“Why?”
Shuji cleared his throat and stringed up his babbling words. “Many cases of irresponsible people who use customer clothes for indecent things.”
“Decent how?”
“I can't tell you, this is so embarrassing.”
“But right, not all laundry places are bad... like that..” Orange frowns. If all places can not be trusted, already bankrupt the industry perlaundry-an.
“You know what is good and bad? All of these companies are certainly showing good things up front. Of course this also cannot be blamed on the company because the one who does it is individual.”
“...” Orange rounded his eyes. Since Shuji said quickly with a sentence that he did not understand, it would take time for him to understand.
“So...”.
“Alright, I'll wash myself.”
“Oke.” Shuji nodded in satisfaction. If the jacket will be washed, of course, it must be directly from the hands of Orange. Not that he wants to make Orange tired. Just once, just this time.
He'll make that jacket a trophy. All that first time must be kept and preserved.
Ah, I should have kept the paint gun Sweet used. Take a minimum of pictures, then.
Before Shuji regretted it for the umpteenth time, Jingga took notice.
“You tell me how, let me not be mistaken.” Orange Word.
“I video-call only, how?”
“Oke.” The orange nodded without a second thought.
Shuji nodded again, this time his regret was slightly eroded. “Come.”
“Em. You also come in, outside cold.”
“I know.” Shuji watches Jingga walk into her apartment, before she opens her door.
**
That afternoon Hisashi minimarket still welcomed the influx of customers who came, like any other day. Yui, one of the cashiers at the minimarket once again saw the man who attracted his heart.
Although as far as Yui investigated they were not like lovers, but Yui could guess that the two liked each other. But the object she likes, Yui looks around—she doesn't see it.
Usually the veiled woman will always appear with him.
Because of the hours of returning home from work so the supermarket is crowded and the man did not choose self service. When Yui saw the man walking into her kassa, the female cashier immediately held back the glee in her heart.
Stay positive, maybe they've broken up—or maybe Yui's observations have been wrong all along!
“Sumimasen.”
“Hai.”
Yui scans the purchased item and guesses what the man wants to cook today.
“Ano..,”
“Hai?” don't tell me the guy realized I was deliberately slowing down his scan stuff?? Yui gripped the scan machine still while maintaining her smile.
“If women are menstruating usually want to eat what?”
Including the woman in line behind him and Yui herself, they rounded their eyes in surprise at the sudden question. Yui directly controlled her face. “K-why ask that?” could it be that this man knew I was.
“My girlfriend is uncomfortable with her stomach because of her period, so..”.
Yui doesn't know what men talk.—she just feels lethargic and absent instantly.
“If I like to want sweet food.” The woman in line behind commented.
“Yang sweet?”
“Betul. It's just menstruation time you don't want to do anything. Let alone going out the door to buy a cake to the store. Maybe you can buy it online, but if you have a boyfriend, I'll have him buy me a cake and take him to the room.”
The two coolly exchanged chats until Yui cut in. “...The stuff is done on scan, total....,”.
“Oh, hi. Arigatou gozaimasu.” Shuji immediately picked up his grocery bag and bid farewell to the woman behind him before returning home to the apartment.
Yui could only continue her work with great sadness.
"Come, ne. Ano otoko's."
"...." stop, aunt. I don't wanna hear. What's the point of adoring a man who already has a lover!!
Arriving at the apartment, Shuji did not immediately turn on the tv to the camera in the apartment.
Once accustomed, Shuji will immediately send a message to Orange if you want to know what the woman is doing. And when she wants to see his face, Shuji will immediately ask for a video call.
Maybe it's time I took the camera off. Shuji muttered while unpacking the contents of the groceries.
At that time his phone rang signaling the incoming message. Shuji's previous musings were up and he immediately focused on his phone.
I like all kinds of food
Orange: it must be halal.
The orange message replies to Shuji's question about what to eat.
Before Shuji replies, Jingga sends another message.
Orange: But why are you asking?
Shuji: I want to cook dinner, all I cook for you.
Orange: (//O.O//)
Shuji: take it easy, the way I eat is the same as you. Even my cooking utensils at home have changed everything.
That time an indirect answer came, making the man reread his reply, could it be that he was too rash?
Before Shuji could overthinking it, Jingga replied.
Orange: Really thrown away? Aren't you, honey?
Shuji: not thrown away. I donated it somewhere else.
Shuji, I really want to replace it.
Shuji sent a message in satisfaction and looked at the atmosphere of his kitchen triumphantly. From plates, knives, to shelves, everything is similar to the Orange one uses. Only some default models of the apartment that can not be replaced because his property has been remodeled from the past.
The only difference is the color.
Shuji: if you don't believe me, I'll send you the composition, yes
I am impatient! Hehe
Shuji read the reply over and over again with a stifled smile. A fire was like burning on his body and Shuji was filled with blazing spirit.
“Alright, start from what you used to be, yes.”
Shuji checks the recipe book and decides to cook the food from Country T. For dessert he will try mochi stuffed strawberries.
He tried tomyam during a visit to T-food fest during a trip yesterday-yesterday. It was a bit strange at first, but it was good for a long time too. Shuji himself used to make it while he was wanting to eat acidic foods.
Tomyam warm with rice is definitely comfortable in the stomach.
Shuji cleaned the shrimp and shellfish and pulled them over. Because some of the spices he did not find, Shuji used ready-to-eat spices that were strengthened by adding other spices available. Onion, garlic, dried shrimp and galangal.
After preparing the sauce, he heated the water and put the seafood ingredients together with some spices, then added the sauce and poured the liquid milk for a thicker sauce.
“It looks like it's enough.” Shuji tasted and nodded then started making strawberry mochi.
If the Orange saw her current figure, the woman must have been fascinated. Shuji who folded his sleeves up his elbows and neat hair looked a little natural with a sweat on his forehead.
In addition, the apron he uses adds plus points.
At five o'clock past thirty Shuji finished cooking and went straight to the bath. Since he was going to deliver this food, he wanted to come fragrant and fresh.
After arranging two bowls of dishes each containing rice and tomyam as well as a lunch box full of mochi, Shuji left for the next apartment.
Ding dong's.
Receiving the previous message, it didn't take long for the door to open.
Shuji thought he was maxed out, but the woman in front of him looked even sweeter than usual. Amai, like his mochi.
Her skin was reddish and there were a hint of water marks on her eyelashes. From the smell of soap, Shuji knew that Orange had finished bathing.
“Wangny!”
Mm, your fragrance. “Very fragrant," said Shuji with hidden intent.
"This is for me?"
"Yup. How's your stomach?”
“...You should stop asking my stomach.”
“Alright, how are you doing now? Still not good?”
“Have done.” Orange replied with a rich smile. Shuji felt his chest like it was in the arrow of love.
“Come in and eat. Don't forget to wear kaoskaki and keep warm.”
“...But I can't love anything.” The orange whisper was embarrassed even though his hand received enthusiastically the tray from Shuji. Looking at him, Shuji's eyes sparkled full of smiles.
“What are you talking about. You yourself like to cook for me..” Shuji suddenly recalled his dark history and instantly changed the topic. Fear of the Orang-orange remembered. “Says tonight will rain, so don't forget to close the window.”
“Oke.”
“Come.”
“You go home first.”
“I want to see you enter and close the door.” Shuji said seriously. “If you have heard the sound of the door in the key, then I will go home.”
The orange was silent for a moment and finally complied.
“You also do not forget to eat, yes.”
Shuji nodded and waited for Orange until the woman closed the door.
After the key was turned, the man returned to his apartment.
Though only separated by the door, but it feels like it has been separated for a long time. Once the two hold their respective phones, Shuji and Jingga immediately reply to a message while eating dinner.
Shuji: have you tried yakitori?
Orange: I don't know I don't remember
Orange: what is it
Shuji: it's grilled chicken meat stacked with a puncture
Orange: oh! Satay!
Shuji: satay?
Oranges: in my place too. Her name is satay
Orange: very tasty
Shuji: here is Yakitori
Shuji: different from others
Shuji: mine have my own special recipe
Orange: Really??
Shuji: tomorrow I make it
Orange: ah?
Orange: but you're cooking today..
Shuji: why do you keep trying to resist
Shuji: I sent you the composition and you can check me very carefully
Orange: ….
Orange: you're much more thorough than I really am
Orange: well tomorrow I try…
Orange: but if it troubles you I will not
Shane: don't joke
Shuji: I'm happy to be bothered by you.
The orange read the last message and immediately drowned his face in the pillow. He glanced at the phone screen and sunk his face again into the pillow.
Oh God please. He’s so precious.
The orange held back the feeling that had arisen in his chest and immediately replied to Shuji's message.
If tomorrow he has no work schedule, Jingga must have spent all night to keep exchanging messages.
When Jingga decided to go to sleep, Shuji connected her TV to the camera. At night he would hear nothing from the apartment next door. But even if he hears something he can be more careful. Although of course that's just one reason.
Another reason is that Shuji is used to this routine. When he didn't do it, he felt something was lacking.
If the orange finds out....
Shuji shook his head. "I must remove this thing immediately." despite being heavy-hearted, he did not want to lose the Orange for the sake of his pleasure. Not comparable.
Shuji steadied his resolve.
