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"This. I'll give it to you"
That day.
What she gave him, which she called her sister, was a book.
If you say goodbye, it will be common for those who remain to pass on to those who go away. But she's leaving. She didn't try to get anything from him that day. And instead, I put one of her books in his hand to see what he was thinking.
No.
"Take it quickly."
"Shubebu"
I slapped him in the face with all my strength.
She held the book and laughed that she didn't know what the hell was funny about his appearance rubbing her nose, but wanted to point it at her. She didn't even show a drop of tears after losing her parents and leaving her home. Was it strength? It's about her, though I wouldn't have given up.
For her to be alone from now on, he asked.
"Don't we see each other anymore?
The world was a terribly large place for us at the time.
What did the young self want my sister to answer then? I'll never see you again? Or.
I am still uncertain if the answer she gave me was the word I wanted. But I moved to make it happen, and.
"I'll see you around. Someday, again, be sure."
And indeed, that wish was fulfilled.
…………
You had a nostalgic dream, I thought.
Morning light illuminating the retina over the lid on your own bed. He woke up. Sputnik, the jewellery store owner. Sputnik rubbed his lid by pulling his right arm, which was stretched over his head.
A childhood dream. It's about the day I broke up with that woman - my sister - Ako - Yuki. When my sister turned ten, and I was even younger. It could have been younger than the current crew. That day I was...
And, with a head that almost immersed me in memory, I remember one thing. Employee Crew - Sputnik Jewelry Store. It shouldn't have been closed today. What time is it? The clock hasn't sounded yet, so it shouldn't be time to wake up yet, but the sun is strangely high for that... stretch your rubbed face hands over your pillow this time to explore the constant position of the alarm clock.
No.
Why. Rubbing his blurred eyes back into his sleep and moving his neck, he was found pounding on the wall opposite the bed. Speaking of which, in my sleep, I feel like I grabbed something loud and threw it as much as I wanted, and I don't, but I don't.
Jump out of bed and take up the alarm clock with a bad feeling. Despite its scattered treatment, it barely kept its existence as a clock. And the long and short needles ruthlessly and perfectly modify Sputnik's misaligned sense of time.
"Opening time......!
- Karan, Karan.
"Thank you!
Hurry up and make your move and get down to the first floor. When I opened the door leading to the store, for some reason the doorbell of the entrance door sounded. I didn't remember repositioning the doorbell, but when I looked in the store thinking, the entrance door was just closing - nothing, it seemed like Sputnik was just leaving at the same time as he showed up.
Guests walking out the entrance door could not even see behind them from Sputnik. Customer service on behalf of an absent shopkeeper and dropped him off.
"Good Morning"
Employee Crewe's morning greeting was like pushing him low to death. So it wasn't hard to imagine what that look looked like.
Answer ambiguously as you do your gaze at the corner of the ceiling.
"... ah, yeah"
"He's a sleeper."
"Wow."
Listening to novels like aunts, arranging for the usual seats at the counter. It's not my fault, it's my bad alarm clock that won't wake me up properly and my bad dawn dreams. Crewe took it for nothing to say any more, swelling his cheeks, putting his hands on his hips and whining "Ugh," pressing something around his chest. Letters?
"The mailman brought it to me"
Did the doorbell belong to the mailman earlier?
Tsum, and Klu, who turned that way. I'll fix my mood later, and I'll see the letter they gave me. The first thing that popped into my eyes was the sealed wax print. Upon flipping, it was written in the usual handwriting, 'Dear Sputnik Jeweler Sputnik'. from the Crew Lol Jewellery Chamber of Commerce, and possibly Yuki in charge of administration.
I don't know what it's for - just before I let the cutter touch the envelope, I hesitated because of the dream I had earlier. I felt like an omen or something, and the contents of the envelope became horrible.
…………
But you can't open it forever. It's not like this letter will disappear where you didn't open it, and if you keep leaving it, you'll just receive an additional letter saying 'Don't ignore it'. And by then, my sister will be in a pretty bad mood.
With that in mind, I didn't have a choice. Close your eyes once, take a deep breath. When you slowly open your lid, slide the cutter, remove the bi-fold note from the inside and open it.
- As soon as I saw the text, I had a pitiful voice saying "hey".
"What's up?
The odd voice I followed as I unleashed the letter. Reacting to that, Crewe, who was waving a stir, comes over here.
"No, it's nothing"
"I don't suppose it's a letter from a strange woman."
If that had been the case, my mind would still have been a little light though.
"No, it's not. It's a letter from the Chamber of Commerce, see?"
"... that's true"
But turn the wax to the crew that makes the surface. I looked at him face to face, mummy, roaring for a while, but he seemed convinced eventually.
Seeing Krew turn away from his interest and set up a stir again, Sputnik took up again the note he had just reflexively thrown out to the counter. I don't already have as much surprise and fear as I did at first - it's pure temper that the hand I take away feels a little trembling.
Before reading the text, I was first surprised by the handwriting. Because it wasn't Yuki's, but it was certainly Sputnik's. And the handwriting was signed like this at the end - "Crew Lol, president of the Jewelry Chamber of Commerce, Crew Lol"
"Mr. Kruelol, what can I do for you..."
Shh, shh.
What arrived was a letter from Kroolol, the head of the Jewellery Chamber to which Sputnik belonged, as Yuki's adoptive father. Even Sputnik, who is just fine with his presence, can't lift his head. He is a human being who does not want to be involved unless necessary, equal to or more than Yuki.
Or in the first place, he is the head of a clean one organization, and that is not the case, such as sending a letter to Sputnik, who is just a merchant. Follow the text with your eyes with what the hell happened. And...
Lord Sputnik, owner of the Sputnik jewelry store.
In partnership with the Crew Lol Jewellery Chamber of Commerce, one person was available for admission to the experience, which will take place on the Via Alton campus of the Erkür Jewellery School.
I was wondering if you would like to place your store's employee, Lord Krew, in the admission framework and I will examine you.
Call my daughter if you are interested.
Crew Lol, president of the Jewelry Chamber of Commerce, Crew Lol.
Unloving, tasteless, dry sentences. Due to its lack of formality and content, it is not an official letter, but the fact that the mark of the Chamber of Commerce is stamped would also not mean that it is a complete crew lol private thing.
My daughter means Yuki. I don't know how far he's chewing on this letter.
More than that, I was curious.
"... school?
And the frame and the nominated man.
Sputnik raised his face and glanced at the beloved employee, who was shaking his balls like dancing. You want to clean the one on the shelf, you're stretching hard, but unfortunately you're not tall enough. I try to jump a few degrees, but that's another reckless endeavor.
But as for her, whether she was satisfied with it or appreciated her own efforts, she eventually stopped jumping and breathed satisfactorily, "Okay" with the sweat on her forehead. And
"What is it?
"No..."
I think I noticed Sputnik's gaze, and I turned this way. Potted cotton dust is caught in one long hair, but he doesn't seem to notice it.
school. Sputnik himself used to go to school to repair the foundations of all disciplines when he decided to aspire to be a jeweler.
I think of her these days as I look at the crew who put up the scuffle. The owner of the store can open the store and serve customers by himself, even in the absence of a sleeper...... Even if Sputnik opens a store for a few days to report to the Chamber of Commerce, he can leave a message. That is a considerable advance compared to her when she couldn't even sleep alone or even be there alone. Also, her 'change' is not just in terms of business.
But. In Crewe's gaze, Sputnik considers all things, and.
I said this.
"... nothing"
Then.
The atmosphere of the crew turning this way changed slightly.
- Wait and see. What is it?
- I'm curious. Tell me.
If they teased you with the answer, would you usually swell your cheeks, or complain if you had to step on the group too much, this time she was neither.
Its changing atmosphere is different from anger, similar to confusion, but still slightly different. I'm just standing still, silently pointing my tinted eyes at this one, as if I was thinking deeply of something.
That's the look that Crewe has come to float a lot lately. I don't know if she realizes it herself, but since the Wizard's - one thing about Ilaja, I've been showing it frequently. So I guess that's why. But Sputnik doesn't know what that face means, or what she thinks then with that look on her face.
... Eventually it was Sputnik who turned away.
There are a number of jobs that customers ask for, and I don't have time to think about anything extra. When Sputnik put the letter under the counter, he headed to the machining room for work.
Besides, in the first place, even Crewe wouldn't be interested in that yet. - I can't believe school.
It's too early for this kid to go to school.