Estelle walked past us and walked into the women's bathroom after looking at us for a while, but without saying anything.
"Uh, Mr. Astoria, you want me to, uh, change places a little?
Mr. Astoria is still crying.
But I can't even talk calmly here.
And, then, you should still go into the store somewhere.
"Look, here, the others are coming."
Astoria didn't give her face, but she must have noticed about Estelle and the others.
He sipped my nose and nodded at me.
Grab Mr. Astoria's hand and slowly I walk out to where the escorts are.
Probably some stupid things there, Ray.
Let's get acquainted.
Even if Ray gets into view, let's not see it.
That should make the conversation a lot easier.
The escorts were waiting for the harrassment and us.
It's a girl for once, and you can't just take her to a place where you have a private room on your own.
I talked to the escorts, even though I thought it was bad for Mr. Astoria.
"Um, I'd like to talk to Mr. Astoria for a minute, so can I come into the internet cafe?
There must have been an internet cafe in a nearby building.
Remembering that, I suggested it.
At the same time, Ray, who was clutching his mobile device a little further away, got into view.
Ray looked at the screen seriously and didn't seem to notice.
I mean, really now, but what are these guys doing here?
This is no deserted island, no forest.
The escorts also agreed to the proposal while paying attention to Ray.
No, I wonder if they'll say so. I get a little permission and I clap it out.
"Uh, well, is that good?
I'll see if it's some kind of mistake, I'm afraid.
Then your sister, one of the escorts, said.
"You just talk, then no problem"
"Well, if something goes wrong, it's a liability issue."
"Are you willing to make a mistake?
No, it's kind of hard to answer when they say it face to face.
"No, not at all. Not at all."
Who does, such a scary thing.
I mean, I don't want to be such a riot.
I don't even want to.
"I'm just kidding."
The escort's sister laughed couscous.
The other brothers also look like they are watching in some sort of dog and cat healing video.
"Thank you. Let's go, Mr. Astoria."
They charge you for a place or a stay there, but you can drink all you want, and you can eat anything you want, and that's the karaoke room, and there's a room for groups and families.
More importantly, it can be easy to get in even if it is crowded on Saturdays and Sundays.
"Yes."
Sipping my nose, Mr. Astoria shook my hand back again.
And, there, I feel my gaze and look at you.
Ray and I got eyes on each other.
Obviously Ray was looking at me.
I've never seen that on a trip before, and I don't know what to say, it looked difficult.
Exactly, I thought I was going to tear it up or talk to you, and you decided to get acquainted, and I dropped my gaze on the screen of my mobile device again, and I wasn't interested in this one, and I was acting like a real stranger to others.
And that's where my phone device shook.
I seem to have received an email and I was casually curious to check it out.
"I can't stand to nibble!
How you doing, date?
Escort to a romantic chick!
She's crying.
Uh, what did you do?
Keep me in touch, I'll talk to you!
That was an email from Ray.
No, you were exchanging contacts. I totally forgot.
I was somewhat concerned about the number of line breaks, but it is troublesome to erase them already, so I leave them and head to Necafe.
Well, to do that, you have to pass before Ray.
As I walked by, I heard him say this to the person on the phone, again, with a voice that I could hear when I looked at Ray with a chill in his ear.
"I cautioned. I also sent an email. So I try to reach you at any time.
So I'll leave the rest to judgment. If you can, don't hesitate.
Besides, it's good to work hard. "
The voice was aimed at the mobile device, but his eyes looked at me closely.
It felt as if you were telling me, but it was probably my fault.
I passed right in front of Ray.
Shortly afterwards, Estelle came back for you, turning to Ray,
"Are you done with the concierge?
I heard you say that.
And I don't know what Ray answered.
At that time the hustle and bustle was bigger, so I didn't hear it.
Mr. Astoria thought Estelle knew Ray's face anyway, but apparently didn't notice him because he was leaning down and crying gushy.
Good. I don't know, it's not easy to talk about.