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47. 25 Minutes Or More
Episode 47's
25 Minutes Or More—
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...~ Hiro Sato ~...
“Oh, I know!” Brother Aina wrapped her hands around my neck, then brought her face closer to my ear and whispered, “Ha–di–ah bu–at Yu–na, right?” Her voice was very seductive, but that was the reality.
“Kok can know?” I looked down, and my face began to turn red.
“It's her birthday, and you took her to the mall today.” He twirled his hands, as if he wanted to explain more. “Then you ask us to surprise him, then casually make out with him in a place that the girl likes.”
I must have heard wrong. Before I even told her the main reason, the woman had already thought things out for me.
“So, I'm sure you're currently leaving Yuna secretly to buy her something to remember for her, right?” He also hit my shoulder.
“I'm not discreet, Brother.” The power is strong. My shoulder was made to ache this time.
“You told me the reason for your departure earlier?”
“No, anyway.”
“Duh, this shy guy is difficult to take, yes?”
“I'm not shy!” my dispute.
“The reality is so.”
“Kan, uh, ah, bodo very, deh.” I clamored hard when I shouted at him.
“Hey, can I help you?” This woman loves to pull my feelings. Somehow I felt a little helped by his offer this time, it was very tempting.
“Ma–mau, dong,” my door is down with a fixed view I dropped on the store tile. “Events create that?”
Suddenly, a streak of sweet smile appeared on Kak Aina's face. “About what he likes?” ask her while peeking at me.
I raised my face again and said, “Things about music, I guess.”
“Music, yes?”
“I–ya”
“What a coincidence I stopped here.” Aina looked up at the ceiling of the shop. He seemed to be thinking about something when the sparkle of orange lights transitioned to become brighter, then a little blurry again.
Is this really the light setting from his shop? Or maybe the power is already at the end of the year? It just entered the middle of summer.
“What?”
For information, I've been leaving Yuna for 25 minutes.
“Nih.” Aina's sister took something from a two-meter high shelf.
What he was holding at the moment was a heart-shaped ballerina swivel music box.
As far as I know, one of the functions of this object is as a sleepwalker. The way is also very easy. Just turn the button at the bottom of the box, and place it on the table next to the bed. Then soon, it will certainly sound beautiful music (depending on choice ) played from the box. The quality of sleep will be better because of it.
I've never tried it, but that's the testimony I often hear from some people who have bought the music box
Aina's sister reached out to me, like asking for a response. “You're this one?” tanyakanya. “I think this is pretty good.”
“About she likes 'no, huh?” I'm a little worried about what I want to decide. Usually, it doesn't end well.
Not long did Aina hold the music box on her chest, with a faint smile adorning her calm face. I didn't think he could show such a naive impression.
“If only it had been given to me; I would definitely not hesitate to accept it,”
“Eh, why?” I asked again.
Maybe, by hearing the reason, it would make me understand. Who knows, in the future, there will be someone who will ask me this.
Huh–uh, so confident.
“Because ...” Brother Aina now actually put that music box in the palm of my hand.
I don't know why the woman's palm felt warm. This seemed to prove that what he said was indeed coming out from the bottom of his heart.
“... I'm sure that person has tried hard to find something that I like. In that case, I don't care if the gift will match me or not, but at least that person has already expended all the determination he has, right? That's my opinion.”
The girl also talked about effort and hard work. I guess that's what I should be thinking.
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After the cashier scanned the bar code on the music box, he put it in a red guitar miniberlogo tote bag with a curved gold frame wrapping it.
Don't forget to thank Aina, because she's the one who gave me advice on this. Now, after making the payment transaction, I held the gift in my hands with pride, and did not forget the cashier said, “Thank you for shopping at our store. Come again, yes, if pleasing.”
Besides, it's time for Brother Aina to part with me. He intends to immediately return to the place where we will all gather later (yes, although the latest news about the presence of Chairman Morikawa also makes my heart jump up and down).
Actually this makes me a little moody, because of course this is not my own choice. Next time, I will decide for myself, regarding Yuna's birthday present in the following years, which will make the girl much happier compared to this one.
Amazingly I was just friends with Yuna, and I had already spread a lot of strong promises to myself.
I immediately went back up to the top floor with the escalator moving quite slowly from the ground floor of the mall.
Why, huh? Now I'm more willing to go up the emergency stairs.
“Hmm, Yuna is done?”
In the middle of the escalator that drove on the fourth floor of the mall, I peeked at Yuna who was struggling on the tiger statue in front of the entrance of the Game Station.
“What are you doing, Yuna?” The girl looked like a lost child.
“Waiting you.” As Yuna spoke, she did not look at me at all.
Women seem to be very sensitive. Maybe he's still pissed at me.
“Still angry? I'm kind of horrified to say this, if I have to be frank.
“It is no longer,” the answer is indifferent.
“Eh?”
“How long have you been going, Hiro?”
“Thirty-five minutes, I guess?” My hunch is saying things like domestic infighting will happen. Mirisnya, we are not even part of the husband-wife figure.
“Oh, yes?” Finally Yuna glanced at me, albeit with a fiery look.
“Ya.”
“What do you buy?”
“Something.”
“Say.”
“I ...” There's no way I'm telling him now. This is, right, a surprise. “... confidential.” There was no more reasonable word for Yuna to swallow than that.
Now her suspicions will definitely change completely to me.
Yuna then stood up from the tiger statue, but did not move from it. “I'm your friend, right? Why is there still a secret between us?”
“How to explain it, yes ...”
“What does it look difficult?” Every question he asked, it felt like dozens of acupuncture needles were thrust all over my body deeply, and since it was done in a hurry, the side effect was a continuous pain.
“Slightly, anyway.”
“Why is it hard?”
“Karena—“
“You how else ...” Yuna turned her back on me. Those were the last words he said before walking away.
The girl seriously left me.
How'this? Why does this misunderstanding continue?
I wanted to surprise him, and his plan shouldn't have gone like this.
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...See You in the Next Episode :) ...
