Our Voice's
54. It's Not Comfortable to Be There
...Chapter 54...
...—N't Comfortable Being In There—...
...(.( Hiro Sato's)...
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“I really didn't know it,” I said to Ryuji's sister while sighing again.
If calculated, it must have been the last time I did this.
“But are you sure he's really home?” Chairman Morikawa again asked the question.
“No—“
Not finished a piece of my sentence came out, the smart phone that stayed in my pants pocket began to vibrate. I'm sure this isn't from Keira, but someone who just saved my contact number.
I turned to Chairman Morikawa and said, “Bby, me, permission—“
“Please. I'm sure it must be from Yuna.”
“Ah, just maybe, yes.”
When I turned my eyes to the screen, it was true. There was a message from Yuna saying that she had reached home. Don't forget the girl added a caption at the end that she turned out fine, and don't worry about it.
It's, right, only 30 minutes after he's gone? Usually ..., I thought astonished.
Yes, the girl usually needs a trip of about 45 Minutes to get to her house. Did he use the express train? No, it doesn't make sense. Maybe it was also because of his strength? The wind power that could teleport a person with air pressure, then disappeared, as well as go where he wanted as he pleased.
“Why are you so silent, Hiro?” ask Chief Morikawa.
“Ti–it's okay, I'm just relieved that he's here,” I said as I moved my palms in front of my chest.
Ryuji's sister wrapped her hands around my neck and muttered, “Maybe she was cut off,” while smiling jail.
“What kind of thinking is that, Brother?” surprised him.
“Thank God that he has arrived, so can rest as soon as possible so that the girl can recover.” Chief Morikawa stroked his chest while closed. “Now everything will surely be fine.”
“I am so too.” I did the same move with him, and of course I felt twice as relieved as the head of the organization.
Real lucky.
Or rather, my thrilling days seemed to be over before the night turned bright.
If only Chairman Morikawa knew how long it would take Yuna this time to return home, I would have been a soft interrogation material.
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Some of the time spent inside Mr. Fujima's office was very uncomfortable.
It was because I who was entrusted with the trust by him to keep this restaurant looking did not run it well.
Still believe it or not believe that Mr. Fujima actually allowed Chairman Morikawa to perch in his office even for a moment.
However, now we are back outside, along with the hustle and bustle of a group of strange organization members who call themselves the haters of the wind-bending girl.
“When, yes, it will end?” ask me while looking outside.
Out there, from behind the thick windows that were blocking, the windstorm was increasingly rumbling, making all the visible trees wave strongly, he said, some of them even fell and fell on the side of the road.
Luckily there are no vehicles passing by like the times in general, so traffic jams do not seem to be happening this time.
Chief Morikawa was next to me with the same view. Then he said, “You want me to tell you something no?” while putting on a serious face.
“Something about the wind control girl?”
“Ya, like that.”
How fortuitous. Maybe it's time I found out more about Yuna. “Let me hear it, Chairman,”.
“Wah, it's scary, isn't it?” The Morikawa leader retreated his steps slowly.
“So, something like what do you want the Chairman to tell me?” Put that topic back on something I really wanted to know.
Not long before Chairman Morikawa put his hands together. His face looked down, with a look like he was thinking. “This phenomenon, must have happened because of the wind controlling girl.”
“Because of him?”
“Yes, dia.”
“How can it happen?” That question will be the opening and answer to the curiosity that has been attached to my heart.
Slowly Chairman Morikawa was seen clenching one hand, then he loosened it again.
Is that something he doesn't want to say? I asked in my heart after seeing it.
He then raised his face again, smiling faintly. “Why yes?”
“Eh?” I was also confused by his words. “Why, yes? What does it mean?”
“Entah.”
“Huh?”
“Maybe not now,” said Chairman Morikawa.
“Not so?” I glanced, a little surprised by his significant change in attitude.
As soon as the question was—yakni How could that happen?—pronounced from my mouth, suddenly the woman looks lethargic. His expression turned into disbelief, and his spirit as a pioneer of this organization also seemed to fade like being grunted by fear.
“When-anytime.” The Morikawa chief then stepped his feet towards one of the uninhabited tables, then sat down while sticking his cheeks on the table. “Suddenly I feel unwell,” he said.
The curious questions grew in my mind, then filled him mercilessly.
“Oh, hey, Hiro.” Someone put his arm on my shoulder. “Since when did you guys come out?” It was Aina's sister.
“A few minutes ago, sih.” I raised one finger at a time to count them.
“But, it looks like Chairman Suguha looks moody again.” Kak Aina's gaze was focused on the Chief Morikawa who was still sitting there, and his hands seemed to be clenched. “Honey once, yes ...”
“Kak Aina.”
“Why?” The woman glanced back at me, while yawning widely.
“Can you tell me something about the windbending girl? I think I'm pretty curious.”
Brother Aina slowly brought her face closer to my ear while whispering, “You really believe that?”
“Eh?”—Keep my voice tone—“So it's actually it—“
“Do not be noisy!” Brother Aina silenced my mouth with her palm. I could feel the scent of the perfume that the woman was wearing wafted through the cavities of my nose. “One more time, don't be noisy!” he stared back at Chief Morikawa.
The number one person in the organization himself seemed to be disregarding him, or perhaps he was indeed asleep on the surface of the table.
“Good.” I obey Aina's request to keep my voice. “It turns out Big Brother doesn't trust that?”
“There may be such a thing, Hiro, only a madman takes it seriously.” The woman shook her head.
“Then, anu, does everyone here also think so? Do those who go into it think the same as you do, brother? It must be the same, right? The theory of hating a wind-controlling girl is of course just an unfounded piece of crap, come to think of it.” I said all the truth with one breath, so eager to defend Yuna from behind the scenes.
Meanwhile, Aina's sister had always stolen her gaze at Chief Morikawa several times, such as putting on a feeling of worry.
“Looks like you're pretty trustworthy,” he said to me.
“Amanah?”
“If you really want to know the reason all this can happen ...” Brother Aina looked at her two widened palms under her chest, with a glazed look. “... I don't mind explaining it a little.”
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...Seriate...
