
"Alright, we're taking Sayuri." He sighed, trying to smile at me. "Let's tell him." I feel bad saying that.
"I'm really sorry."
"Let's eat." But he didn't seem to be offended so far. "Have you ever been to Osaka to celebrate hanami?" Now he's trying to change the conversation.
"New 2x see hanami there, more crowded, kebuh many festivals."
"I used to live more in Osaka, but in the last 3 years I've been living more in Tokyo. I was born in Osaka."
"You should be so polite." He grimaced at my comment. I know Papa once said the Osaka people had more ethics and polite speech. "Sorry sometimes I speak too frankly, in my job I have no vocal speech problem because it's my job. Don't take it personally to me. Sometimes I just say what's on my mind."
"Honestly better I guess than sweet but hiding something. If you don't like it, just say it. That was nothing. Don't talk about Yuna anymore okay. He's ruining our appetite, and he's got nothing to do with us anyway."
"Yes. You're right." I finally believe the satire issue is over.
We're talking about Osaka and Hanaminya, I've only been coming back to Japan to celebrate Hanami.
"Where do you want to go for a walk?" He sat on the couch when we finished lunch. I sat next to him with my phone in my hand.
"I don't know, though,... There's usually Sayuri, she decides where."
"We're just sitting here." I looked at her sitting near me, turning on the tv in the sitting room. He didn't do anything. If it was Richard maybe I'd have ended up in his lap.
I don't know why until now I haven't managed to completely shake off the shadow about Richard. Seven years and still walking sometimes suddenly I still remember. Well maybe because I didn't find anyone.
"You're daydreaming." I was shocked when he touched my hair and tidied it up.
"Sorry."
"What's wrong? What's on your mind?"
"No, just daydreaming of unimportant things." I smiled at him. Maybe I should try to forget it with the others. Mama said Ryohei was so good, I should have trusted him.
"Come here, don't sit too far." I moved closer to him. Now I slide my seat so that my shoulder can lean on her on that comfortable sofa.
"Is this close enough?" I smiled a little, actually seeing it this close was quite thrilling.
"Your scum is fully recovered?" He checked the part covered with hair. I creeped out kegelian. "Why?"
"Gli." I kept my head away from her fingers.
"It's very sensitive." He grimaced and laughed. I pinched his stomach until he changed in pain.
"You're too sensitive."
"Shiori you like violence, just say it now, I'll remember it?" He didn't try to break away, just grimacing in pain watching me pinch him. Maybe my pinch didn't feel like it. My finger replaced it by tickling it. "Well, you win, we'll make peace, okay." He caught my hand and held it.
"It's very sensitive." Now I smile because I can answer. Instead he turned my body to the front of the television and grabbed me. I'm letting.
"Don't you have another woman expecting you?" I curiously asked.
"Hmm? Yes there may be. Some people like to text, take dinner, but I don't have anything to say." He was honest too, no one was after him.
"so. I can tell you who likes to send you messages. How handsome you must be a lot of people like you, don't you?"
"You don't believe me."
"Not in disbelief, just curious. If I meet someone prettier than me, I'm not surprised anymore." She laughs.
"Okay, I'm telling you, there's Keiko Hirose, she knows me at a party, I don't know where she got my number from." Jeez Keiko Hirose, that one is more famous than Yuka Aize.
"Wait for you, Keiko Hirose is also the singer."
"Yes." Yeah." I'm gawking now.
"Then Mari Hamada, who is this model, I knew her at the business colleague party too. There's Aiko Shimada, um she's a colleague's daughter. I thought those three were." Let's Hamada I accidentally searched her face on my phone, it's so pretty.
"They're pretty." I grimaced. "But why are you even stranded here eating ramen alone with me." I laughed to myself, a little flattered actually.
"Why do you compare yourself. Who I want to like is my own decision." I saw him speaking confidently this time, it felt strange to be able to win from those beautiful girls. But I know mostly because of Sayuri I thought. "Why are you quiet, tell me something."
"I don't know what to say."
"You can't believe I like you yet. I told you I don't have any kind of woman, I said I like it. But the last one with Yuna I realized, those who are already in showbiz business have glamorous environment, glamorous nature and demands as well. I thought about it actually from the first time I introduced her as a friend thinking long if she would fit my daughter, I guess then she didn't. But with you even Sayuri pushed me. You've been a friend to him first." I saw him talking so calmly.
"Again love, love, whatever it is depends on how you look after it. Love at first sight can break if you don't know how to accept each other's flaws. I am not a perfect person or always in accordance with the expectations of others. There are times when you might be disappointed in me."
Hearing him talk makes you realize he's an adult, his way of thinking, his consideration of family, everything he thinks about. He just wants a quiet family it seems, especially not to hurt his daughter.
"Say something to me." I looked towards him again.
"Say what."
"Be my lover?" I smile.
"That sounds better than 'maybe we can try'." She laughs.
"Well that's not a good word. But now that you've heard everything, be my lover Shiori."
"Decide after Hanami." He's laughing now.
"You're a tough girl."
"Thank you for your compliment."
I'm not difficult, I just want to feel pursued I guess.
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