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30. A Good Choice

Chapter 30

Good Choice—

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...~ Hiro Sato ~...

“Let's find again, it's not over,” I said, while turning the body.

This time we still have to find an egg, two or three or more. If it could be used for a recommendation, if Yuna or myself accidentally broke the cooking time later.

Yuna raised her head, and the sparkle of that smile came back to shower my heart. “What about eggs? You need that?” tanyakanya.

“Ya, we need it.” Maybe it was just luck, but Yuna was like she had just read my mind.

The girl ran. “Ah, I know where it is!” His aura turned cheerful. He did not glance at me at all; it was as if he expected me to come after him.

But that's not a sign anymore. Now I reflexively ran up to Yuna, following her with the same spirit.

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Right now, while searching for the rest of the supplies and materials we needed, we started to open up a light conversation.

“Since when did you learn to cook, Hiro? Your experience seems high, yes, even when you choose the ingredients used for cooking.” He put half a kilogram of the wrapped egg in our trolley. For now, I pushed him.

I smiled softly, while my hands were busy rearranging the items on our groceries. “Anu, actually I just learned to cook.”

Yuna's gaze was glaring. “Serious, all?” Her expression that changed significantly almost made me laugh.

We are moving towards a corridor that stores products in the category of cooking spices. It was inscribed with a large on the nameplate hanging over it.

“Because my mother likes to cook, anyway,” I replied calmly.

“That's a reasonable answer.”

At the right part of the spice rack we stood, Yuna then faced me with both hands. It was as if asking me to shut up and begging himself to pick that soy sauce for me.

“So now, you left your mother?”

The question seems heavy, but I will still answer it clearly. “... he is dead.”

Yuna's hand came to a halt right then and there, as if frozen in a chunk of ice floating on the surface of the ocean. “Sorry, I don't know that,” he said, bowing down.

I just nodded; letting out a smile while fun days like this could still materialize. Actually, I have long forgotten the incident that—ya, even though it only happened about a year ago. I just thought that it was a long time ago, and there was no longer any obligation to remember the pain, simply put.

Not far from the next shelf, Yuna grabbed another one of the groceries. It was the sugar with the most prestigious brand in the city.

“I think you need sugar.” Without my consent, the girl directly put him in our stroller. It was like a double score when he managed to guess again what I was thinking.

“True again, Yuna,” I said, praising him. “We also need it.” I pushed the trolley again.

In addition, I saw one more thing we needed: a powder broth that would add pleasure to the porridge we would make later. However, when I was about to take it—

“You want that one?” Yuna—dia's voice was like mastering her situation—seemed to doubt me.

“Yes, actually we need it.”

“Cannot be! Didn't you see it before?” his protest.

“What?”

Her fragile fingers pointed at our trolley, and I squinted to confirm what I had just witnessed.

“Since when, you ...” Inside there was already that powder broth, and even it was completely what I wanted. To be clear, I actually never told Yuna that. Automatically, I think it's more than luck.

We laughed among the customers who passed by us. Each of them was mostly focused on what product they wanted to buy, but I was sure that our guyonan this time was quite unsettling.

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Next, we moved to one more item—based on Yuna's request. Somehow, but all of a sudden she filed it with me.

Therefore, now we stand in front of a small shelf containing various variants of chocolate, and it is located right in the middle of the queue of cashier counters lined up. In addition, there were many small children who surrounded us, such as a pair of idol judges on a famous television program.

“Which one, yes, hmm ...” Yuna's fingers pointed at one chocolate bar after another that sat neatly; at each level of the shelf until it reached its peak.

“Why confused?” my many.

“These are difficult.”

“So you don't know what to buy?”

“No, I know; I'm just confused at the moment.”

Sighing, I pushed myself to help her. “Yang this one looks good.”

In the fourth layer of the shelf, there is a row of chocolate bars neatly arranged to the back. I don't know why, but that silverking brand of chocolate has its own appeal, at least to me.

“Good choice!” Yuna swallowed my choice. He picked it up, then decided to hold the chocolate itself in his hand. It's just that, it wasn't long before the girl picked it up again, and now I'm reminded of the one thing she once said.

”So this is for you.” Just then, at a quiet stop on a brilliant morning, Yuna held out her dorayaki to me.

What is the same thing with different concepts going to happen?

No, Hiro— how can you be that confident? There's no way you're hungry anymore; to the extent that I can think about it, I cried loudly in my heart, glancing back at Yuna. Or maybe I want it again? I mean ... Anything is possible; that's from him.

However, the children who were near Yuna often pushed her. Almost made him fall.

“Eh, please don't push, later my chocolate falls,” reprimand Yuna, trying to remind them all. However, the girl always managed to balance herself, not forgetting her smile that was always perfectly painted.

“But I like Big Brother; your jacket is so cool, you know ..”

“I agree, Marin, this one's sister is much cooler than our teacher in school.”

“Kak, can I have your autograph? Looks like Big Brother in the future will be an artist.”

Of all those responses, Yuna answered the last statement from one of the children.

“It looks like it will be good, but I didn't expect it too much,” he said, as he stroked the child. “But right now, I want to live peacefully, play freely out there; just like you guys.”

“Otakku kok nge-hang, yes?” The boy looked regretful, he should have paused his question just now.

Not long Yuna crouched down and looked at the child's face. His actions also helped make the children around him away, as if making a special space for their dialogue.

“Do not think too much, it will be heavy for you at this time.” Yuna gave a sweet laugh. His hands were again busy rubbing the child's head, and the child looked satisfied with him.

Therefore, I slowly walked back, trying to get out of the group of children who also started to push me. From here I can see a difference that I have never felt since traveling through dozens of cities in this country.

Yeah, I remember. I will still pursue my ultimate goal, the meaning of life that my mother once told me. However, it seems, slowly I have found it. It's just that I can't be rash. It's just the beginning, and I don't want to have a bad ending just because I'm in a hurry to decide.

Seeing from all the realities that have moved, or from the things that we are experiencing at the moment.

It seems, I just saw Yuna from a different point of view.

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