
"You're not distracted, are you." He looked at me who was staring straight at the scene outside the window.
"No, of course not."
"Thank you I really appreciate it. She would be so happy if I told her this."
We got to the restaurant where he ordered the food.
"Do you want takoyaki, gyoza, or sushi? Or have dinner." I flipped through the menu book at the table.
"The ramen looks good. I want the ramen. You want? I'll pay okay." I am already hungry. All right, I'll take him to dinner.
"No, no matter what the difference is."
"No, why do you always have to pay." We don't date she doesn't have to pay me always. "Do you mind if I pay?"
"Alright, it's up to you Shiori-san. All right, we'll order okay, you pay." Why do I feel like he's laughing at me. We ordered the food we wanted later.
"Are you not used to being read to by women?" I looked at him with my chin up.
"Rarely."
"Hmm.. can be understood." With women like Yuna he would have to pay, otherwise his pride would fall.
"What do you mean is understandable."
"What should I explain."
"Of course, you made a comment and left it. You must have a lot of bad thoughts about me in your brain, don't you."
"Not bad thoughts are just stereotypes,..."
"Try what the stereotypes are, just explain it, I want to hear it."
"Why do you want to hear it, I'll offend you later. Stereotype rich men are all alike."
"It takes more than saying stereotypes to offend me." I laugh.
"Yes, you're dating a woman like Yuna. Of course you always have to pay, it's a stereotype of a rich man and a woman of that class isn't, general. Not a bad thing either."
"Yes that's all. I'm not interested in thinking about anything else. It's none of my business."
"No more blind dates." Suddenly he alluded to how we met first.
"No. I just recovered, you told me to go on a date with a puffy face."
"That Japanese guy you think is too stiff, right."
"Average. Yes not everything, I can't possibly equate everyone, only I haven't met a like-minded one. I don't know if there's gonna be."
"If you want to equate it with someone in your past there's definitely nothing." His words made me see him.
"I know..."
"really?" She smiled at me a little. A question that makes me uncomfortable. I kept questioning myself. There's no second Richard, Richard, who's too sweet to forget, even if it's my choice. I consciously set the same standard.
Bad memories you try to forget and it's easy, but good memories stick and you can't let go at all. I was unknowingly trapped in a memory of the past.
Fortunately I was saved by the arrival of our order.
"Did I offend you?" He looked at my residence.
"No..." I replied to her quickly, and moved on to another conversation."Oh yeah, we'll ask for a signature schedule to Hanoi next month. Just a minor improvement. Then all drafts are final."
"Right, it's a relief to hear it. Maybe next month we can start the project if so. I'll prepare the team, thanks for telling me."
The conversation turned to a later project, distancing me from my own memories of the past.
"Ahh female snake, it turns out you do have your own purpose." One spoke and made me look.
"Yuna." He smiled at me.
"Honored Mother Director, dinner with Boss Ryohei apparently, I didn't expect your movements to be fast either. You're a sneaky." He must have suspected I was after Ryohei, his handsome ex.
connect tomorrow.....