"Hey, Crewe."
"What?
"Why are you cheeky black today?
"Ugh."
The next day.
My friend Anna, who came to visit me at the store, first asked Krew what he cared so much about himself.
- Sputnik scolded Crewe for yelling in his own ear last night until he cried, but apparently his anger didn't subside after putting it down overnight. As he silently approached Crewe, who greeted him most of the morning, he ran the tip of the pen in his hand to both cheeks. I didn't know what they did at first, but soon, I realize the ink did seep through his gripping pen tip. noticed all the time, peeking into the tabletop mirror, it said 'I am' on one cheek and 'I am an idiot' on the other, and Crewe screamed unexpectedly.
I rushed back and rubbed my face with soap, but they didn't completely fall off using oily ink - to this day.
"Hey, whatever."
"I did it so I could see in your head at a glance."
"Mr. Sputnik's idiot!
Scream to Sputnik, who is opening the newspaper with a cashier counter chair, to bite. His mood seemed to have been fixed by the revenge of graffiti, and he laughed Kerakera, not even through Crewe's protest or anything.
"Did you fight with Mr. Sputnik again?
"Mm."
Without words to answer, Crewe pointed and roared his lips.
It is not so, but the mind also did not allow it to explain that it was not. 'Cause originally, I wonder if Sputnik shouldn't let Krew get away with it - I remember that word again when he swelled his cheeks.
- Fiancée.
"Konyaku..."
"Hmm? Krewe, do you want some konnyaku?
I misheard Anna tilt her neck wonderfully. "No," replied Crewe, gripping his chest tightly.
At that time, the bell at the entrance door rang. When I turned my face to you in a hurry, it was one woman who came in. The person who was also used to seeing Crewe was the 'customer' of the Sputnik jewellery store.
When I greeted her, she turned this way and smiled - but that was all she had to react to Crewe. I walk towards him so that I can be drawn as if to Sputnik's bright voice, "Thank you for waiting". Those eyes were smiling, but they were certainly different from what they had pointed at Crewe earlier.
If this person finds out, for example, that he has a fiancé, will this person, too, look the same as himself?
Then, there is strength in the cheek.
- To such a crew, for some reason Anna nodded with a translator.
"Crewe, I get it"
"What?
"Crewe's Cause of That, Complicated Mood"
"Eh."
To Anna's words on her face, Crewe breathed unexpectedly.
"Crewe here these days, you're always sighing as long as you have time. But you won't tell me what's bothering you, so I thought about it. - You mean Mr. Sputnik, right?
I didn't want to worry and I didn't tell her anything. Why, Anna grinned deeper and deeper when she saw the crew with her eyes rounded.
"Hehe. I'd be in trouble if you underestimated Anna."
"Anna, wow, you got it"
"Hehe. More praise and praise. Nothing. I didn't know Krew was more or less tangled up with Mr. Sputnik. That's how my super amazing head came to the conclusion!
"Anna, wow!
"I'm amazing!
Raise your hands and praise the excellent brains of your friends.
At that time, Sputnik, who was serving the customer, snuck over his shoulder so that the customer wouldn't notice. If you're going to use that meaning as a word, something like 'Two Kids at Uruze'? When the two of them rush to hold their mouths, he returns to customer service with a well-crafted smile with a played voice again.
To avoid getting angry, the two silenced and resumed the conversation. The voice, which was too hiccups and plundered, was somewhat difficult to hear.
"So long."
"Yeah."
"What's bothering Krew about Mr. Sputnik?"
"Yeah."
"Kentucky,"
"Kentucky"
Repeat. But it's not in Crewe's memory, it's an unfamiliar word.
"Hey, that"
"I don't know much about it either, but when a man and a woman are together for a long time, it will be. He said he didn't like being with me. My father and mother used to say they were."
"Hmm......"
I'm still not sure what Kentucky is, what logic makes it so, and what our current situation is, but as a thread for improving the status quo, it seemed worth asking, knowing.
That's why I ask overlapping.
"So, you're upset? How can I get better?"
"Your mother said you went home."
"Hmm."
It's a deal that Krew can't handle without his parents. I just got stuck.
It was Anna who came up with her opinion first, leaning her neck in alignment like a mirror.
"... can't you just keep your distance?
"Even though you live in the same house?
"Sleep with a separate mum."
"I'm not always with you!
Occasionally, I swallowed the word.
Leaning Anna's head back in position, yeah, roaring. And now, it leaned in the opposite direction.
Then the word she conveyed to Krew was that it was not at all in Krew's idea.
"Well, run away or something"
"Runaway"
"Runaway. Yeah, don't you think that's a good idea? If Crewe, who is always nearby, suddenly disappears, Mr. Sputnik, you may be worried and your chest may be about to rip open."
Imagine Sputnik looking anxious thinking about himself. The eyes of ashes awaiting return without night or day sink dark in melancholy, and the prominent fingers of the verse placed on the mouth also seem to hold back weak sounds that are likely to throw up. And who are the things that occupy his heart, and all the emotions for, nothing else -
"Su, Mr. Sputnik, just talk about Ku. Heh..."
I'm drooling. Wipe who, in a hurry.
"Yeah. So Mr. Sputnik realizes how important Krew was in him!
"Anna...... wow!
"I'm amazing!
"Wow!!
"Uh-huh, Ru, Shh, I don't know what you're talking about, you two kids!
But the reality of Sputnik is not as convenient as she thinks.
The anger was also evident, as if it were luggage or something. Lifting Krew with his right arm and Anna with his left arm, he threw it out as if it were going out the entrance door. With the scolding phrase, "If you want to play, do it outside".
Shortly before the door closed, it also sounded like Sputnik said something "people rarely care......" but I wasn't sure it was confused by the murmur.
"I'm pissed off"
Next door, there is no color for reflection in Anna, who laughs.
On the other hand, it was usually Crewe who would get angry, but this time it didn't. But like Anna, it's a little different than not even keeping an eye on it. I'm reflecting, but now Crewe's head was filled with more important things than his reprimand.
Sputnik only thinks about Krew. They realize how important it is about Crewe. Is that - better than your fiancée's girlfriend?
For example, if you can cross that 'kenqui', or if 'kenqui' heals. Will he also want to know everything about Crewe, as Crewe would like to know about him?
- I thought, the answer came out poking my mouth.
"Do it"
No matter how much I watched, no matter how much I chased behind, I couldn't.
If you can't push, there's only one more thing you can do.
Looking straight back at my friend's big eyes, there's a burning figure of himself in the fighting spirit.
He held his hand tightly in front of his chest, and Crewe proclaimed in high spirits.
"Anna, I'm running away from home!