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21. More Weight To His Depan

Episode 21

More Weight To Depan—

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...~ Hiro Sato ~...

“I feel guilty, sorry for not knowing your condition.” Brother Aina dropped her eyes, glimpsing a glum look.

“It's okay, it's my fault. Brother doesn't need to be like that.” Yuna insisted on trying not to make the woman sad. In addition, he also wanted to cover it up, because no one should know the secret except me.

Why just me, huh? This is a little weird.

“You need to go home and rest, Yuna. So, all right,” exclaimed Brother Aina. “Then, I'll take you home this time.” Even though the dark had hit the sky, but his spirit had never fallen.

“I'll drive him. Brother Aina need not bother so.” I said it by reflex. That's not how it should be, Hiro; that's not what you want to say, I regret it in my heart.

Ryuji's sister blinked one eye, as if teasing me. “You want to be a hero, huh? Cie ...”

“Please look at the situation, Brother; he is in aching tuh,” I replied flatly. Yuna then made an expression as if she did look sick.

“I can't take it anymore, Hiro .. please accompany me back to the station now, before me ...” When Yuna reflexively rested herself on my shoulder, my face immediately flushed completely red, and this could not be controlled.

“Bo–can we go now? You heard what he said, right?” I explained it as much as I could, but my mind—because Yuna—'s backrest was floating as it was attracted to a quiet gust of air.

Ryuji's sister only smiled at him. However, it was different with Aina. He kept staring at us with an ice-cold look. However, not long ago the situation again melted.

“Alright, I trust you, Hiro. Save him!” Brother Aina punched the air, her face was beaming as well.

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On the way to the station, Yuna slowly sighed.

“That was almost there, huh, Hiro?” Signs of anxiety were still painted on him. That might be an inevitable bad thing.

I also re-regulated my breathing. “Yes, but can they also feel it, I mean ...”

“However, those winds, air pressure or something like that, they all live inside me,” Yuna said as she glanced at me. “So in fact, since the cold is arising because of them, then this physique of mine will also definitely be affected. Of course those people can also feel it.”

“So, toh.” I nodded, like I had an epiphany.

“You feel it too, don't you? When we really close.”

“Ah, yes. It happens often, no more wrong ...”

“But there's one thing I still can't understand.” Suddenly Yuna stopped, then turned her body again to me.

I don't know what's going on, but Yuna looks very serious. “Ada ... what?” many doubt.

“When you first saw me sitting on that street bench—“ Yuna stopped her sentence, after a grandfather with his wooden stick walked slowly past us.

If I have to be straightforward, it's actually quite a test of my patience.

When the old man was getting further away from us, Yuna's gaze was again glued to me. “—pwhen our distance is not too close, right?”

“As I recall, so.”

Yuna was surprised. “No, this is weird; how can it be?” The girl covered her mouth with her hands.

“What's up, Yuna?” I hope it's not a bad thing.

Before long Yuna took out a phone from her jacket pocket, then shifted some menu options, then opened an icon with a camera image.

“This is it.” Afterwards, Yuna turned her face before my eyes, but not too close. “Do you know where this is?” tanyakanya.

The picture he showed was a large, multi-storey library in the city.

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So from her, I had to hurry home after this.

“You're so good, Hiro, for taking me to the station again.” Yuna smiled, and we stood in front of the Kirina Station turnstile.

“You asked for it, I was just doing my job.”

“While I wasn't serious back then.” As Yuna poked her tongue forward, it made my feeling as if it was yawning, out of embarrassment.

“Oh yes, Hiro, so actually you don't work there?”

“In restaurant Pak Fujima?”

“Yes, I envy you.” Yuna turned sullen, for some unknown reason.

“Ke–why, Yuna?”

“Soalya, I have to pay my own contract.” Yuna looked up, peering at the star-filled sky from behind the station's transparent canopy.

When I saw it, it was like it made me realize. The creation of God who has presented man on this earth is indeed absolutely perfect, no doubt if it is very stunning.

“Add again because I haven't worked yet, this is definitely going to be heavier going forward, huh, right, Hiro? yuna asked with a smile.

“Yes, I also have to prepare before it comes.” I clenched my hand, remaining optimistic about my future goals.

“Anyone will definitely experience it, even in the future you will also feel it.”

“I know,” I answered briefly.

“Alright, then there's nothing to talk about anymore.” Yuna prepared to enter through the turnstile. “See you later this week, Hiro.” After that he turned his gaze forward, walked slowly and left me.

“It's a pity if today is over,” my murmur.

I turned around and walked out of the station.

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When I opened the door, Mr. Fujima was back in his place. The cash register also looked shiny like it had just been wiped back.

“You're back?” I pushed the door back on her position— very slowly, to the point that no squealing sounds could be heard from her.

“Yes, dinner should not be long. I have to go back to this restaurant!” suturely. “How about yourself, Sato?”

“With me?”

“Huh?” Mr. Fujima was surprised, his laughter as if running away left him. “You're permission to leave because of a date, right?”

“No-no! I just had dinner; nothing more!” my dispute. This time my voice was this high.

Suddenly the restaurant owner let out a sigh, a gloomy tone sounded small as he bowed.

“Eh, you why?”

Just five seconds since then, Mr. Fujima again pulled his face up, complete with a grinning smile. “Youths are always embarrassed to admit it,” he said clearly—without hesitation.

“I— yes, no!” Before she saw me, I decided to run through the rotating staircase that was near the restroom of the restaurant.

Now, I intend to go back to the room.

It's just that before I rush up, Mr. Fujima again shouted, “The hot water is ready, Sato, you can take a shower before resting, understand?” His voice was firm, but very warm and touching. My footsteps reflexively stopped because of it, then turned back to the owner of the restaurant.

"Hmmm!" I nodded with a smile as a sign of sincere gratitude.

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