Our Voice's
50. The Wind at Night
Episode 50's
Wind Vigor at Night—
...💨💨💨...
...~ Hiro Sato ~...
The wind that had been reported was increasingly rumbling loudly. However, this phenomenon still seems to be at the normal limit, according to my estimation. Yuna did not show such deep concern at all.
Certainly is. She's, right, the wind-bending girl.
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In addition, because it looks like this is the right time—hening and no one—aku put out a music box that has been wrapped with gift packages with cherry blossoms. It was the only best additional advice that Aina gave me before she left, and I kept it up because I liked it.
Before moving on to Game Station, I stopped by for a moment at a gift shop that was only four stores away from the music outlet. There I got friendly service from her officers, and it seemed like the girl on duty was traveling with Yuna. However, of course he does not wear a hooded jacket at all times.
“For you.” Just to say a word of it was extremely difficult. My mouth is like being held in fear.
“Waah ..” Yuna snorted, her mouth slightly opened in shock. “... what is it?” tanyakanya.
“Your birthday present,” I said.
“Come.” Yuna patted several times on the surface of the empty seat next to her.
“I?”
“So who, you mean?”
“Oh, alright.” Good, subconsciously I just messed with myself.
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“This, se–serious?” Yuna's face showed a clear disbelief, not uneasy after tearing through the layers of the gift with extra care.
Does that gift pack look important to him? ask batiku. “Hmm ...”
“Kok, hmm, so?”
“Anu, i ..” This girl is hard to be sensitive to my weakness this nervous feeling that perches up whenever she is by her side.
“Why?”
“Like with the gift?” I asked her with my eyes closed.
After five seconds and silence passed, the girl finally replied, “I like, anyway.”
Somehow, but Yuna's tone of voice sounded very dubious to me.
“Eh?”
“Eh?” Yuna responded to me with the same answer.
I opened my eyes again and said, “You sure you like?” to ascertain.
“I–iya, likes, coke. I really like this.” Yuna swiped her palm. His seat began to be unsettled, stroking his long white hair.
I don't know the meaning of every move he just made, but it seems, it's impossible.
He couldn't possibly be nervous just to tell the truth, right? This truth can be divided into two. The first was when he really liked my gift, and the second was something I least wanted to say.
She doesn't like it? Same as ‘box’ ice cream? Thus the cruel words echoed in my heart, even using my own voice as the lead.
“I really like this, really, deh.” He assured me, but it was still not enough.
“Oh, I see,” I said with a thin smile.
Yes, whether she likes it or dislikes it, honest or dishonest, I can at least see a little bit of pleasure emanating from her sweet face. Too many negative thoughts are also not good for health, and this is serious, by the way.
“You've opened it?” Yuna flipped the music box. A few seconds later, the girl turned him slowly up and to the side, alternately.
“Gift from you back then?” How could I have forgotten his first meaningful gift.
“It opened?”
“But.”
“Ke–why?” Yuna stopped playing the music box, then her gaze glimpsed at me. “You don't like?”
“Kan, we went straight away earlier. I didn't get to open it before.”
“Oh, yes.”
“Supposed to be we didn't go directly.” Yuna giggled while covering her mouth with a palm.
“We have to go fast, anyway.”
“That's your plan to take me, Hiro, not mine.”
“By your birthday.”
“What's with my birthday?” Yuna's voice turned astonished.
Gawat, I'm slipping again. Why would I say things that are too honest and lead to such feelings?
“I mean, today is your birthday, and that birthday can only be once a year, right?” I said. “So, surely it will be very special for you; I just want to celebrate so you can keep remembering.” Huh uh? Kan, it's even getting—
“Such statements sound like the ones in the movies.”
My face immediately flushed. “Anu, the—“ I know! I know what he'll say after this, it can't be wrong.
Yuna put the music box in her jacket pocket and said if, “You're a very romantic young man, yes, Hiro?” with a sweet smile.
“It was excessive,” I said.
Hot steam as if soaring high into the dense space from the top of my head. It's hard to think, it's hard to say, how do I end a conversation that's beyond my expectations like this? I just wanted to give her the music box and ask her if she likes it or not.
Besides, I just found out an interesting fact.
It turned out that the music box really fit in his pocket. Real great.
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“There are still surprises again?” The surprise that has not been shown has even made Yuna surprised again.
“Iya, still there,” I replied.
We walked to Pak Fujima's restaurant.
The lampposts that stood lined up next to us were as if illuminating my spirit that had plummeted from exhaustion.
“Hey, hey ...” Yuna lowered her head, then peeked at me from below with a smile that made my heart beaming. “Can you tell me the surprise?”
“If I tell you now, her name is not a surprise, Yuna.”
“Little bit, ehh.”
“Can't.”
“Basic stingy.”
Yes, that statement is better than the basic insensitive muttering of men I've heard at the playground.
Suddenly, at an inopportune time (that's what I think ), Yuna's distinctive blue wind seemed to be visible again.
“This?”
Like waves of smooth moving water, they coiled and spun at our feet. I felt a cool sensation that there was no stopping flowing from down there, to the point of wanting to smile with amusement.
“I'm not strong anymore, haha ..” My laughter was unbearable, it broke by itself.
“It's normal for me, kok,” Yuna said.
“Here often this?”
“Quite often.” Yuna looked up at the sky. The higher the girl looked, the more her smile widened. “Moreover when something makes me happy.”
“Because of your birthday?”
“Of course because of your gift.” He looked back at me while chuckling. “I feel guilty.”
“You have done absolutely nothing wrong, Yuna.”
Yuna reached into something in her jacket pocket (i don't think that's the part of the pocket where she kept the music box before ). “Let's see my gift, huh? Continue to contact me directly if you are happy with what I gave,” the door, while showing the phone against the background of a teddy bear gift that he had photographed on the bus.
I nodded ria.
Together with that, waves of blue wind that danced under our feet slowly rose upwards. They unhesitatingly hit my face very gently, then alternated with Yuna's face.
In the end, we dissolved in laughter which brought us almost close to the restaurant.
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...See You in the Next Episode :)...
