
Now
we return to Yoshi, trapped in the train, sitting on the train
staring at the bag containing the hourglass in his bag, the movement of sand
it stopped in the middle.
I don't know
what caused it to stop like that, he thought as he did
staring at the clock then the blue butterfly realized that perched on his shoulder moved
a place to fly over an LCD that shows what the stopping station is
next, it says Osaka with a written time of five minutes will arrive at
that route.
Outlooks
Yoshi, who was originally focused on the board, explored other parts of the train.
Tracing the beginning of the car section is quite spacious, soft seats nan warm, levelers
table, there is a hallway between the restroom and the carriage section and there is
various luxury facilities and a small box with two small circles attached in
wall.
Ia
he turned to look at the small box and began to feel the side of the box and his finger moved
towards the middle of the circle, Yoshi was shocked and then moved his hand away
sana.
'What the fuck
that was, it felt like my finger was electrocuted. The small box was dangerous.' - Thought Yoshi in his heart
rubbing finger.
No
away from where Yoshi was sitting, some girls noticed him then
a woman stands giving a white charger box to her
Yoshi then said, “Anu, you need a charger cable? Why enter
hand to the socket?” the woman asked in surprise looking at Yoshi who was staring at her
bewildered.
Yoshi
replying to the female gaze with a thin smile that instantly made the female student who
sit screaming with excitement.
'Huh?
He said it was a socket? Maybe that's where the electricity came from,
turns out a lot of differences with my time.Well, this is interesting. It appears that in the future it is already
much developing.'
Female
it was confused to be stared at trying not to misbehave because of friends who
sitting not far from there cheered thinking Yoshi liked the woman.
“Not
huh uh? Why didn't you give me a response?” ask with confusion.
“No
kok, I don't need that,” Yoshi replied as he scratched his nape
no itching.
Implore
attention, in a moment the train will arrive at Osaka station.
Voices
an announcement has been made that the train has arrived at its destination.
Yoshi heaved a sigh of relief because soon it will be free of student friends
the school that saw him with a look made him creep.
“Hei, ,
Suzu. Come near the sister try, ask if she already has a boyfriend?” whispered
one of Suzumi's friends elbowed with excitement making her nervous.
Sobby
the spirit of her friend, Suzumi is pushed and almost crashes if she does not brake
abrupt. Finally he decided to ask with origin, “Why brother daritadi
staring at that chair?” Cold sweat instantly flooded Suzumi instantly
he was trying to correct his words.
“I mean,
the place was occupied by Emi. What was her boyfriend's sister, you guys
look familiar.”
“Pacar?
You mentioned Emi?”
“Yes,
Kurazono Emi's. Coach and chairman of archery club.”
So then
his name is Kurazono Emi.
Suzumi
nodding when he was asked back by Yoshi.
“But
sorry Miss Suzumi, it's rude to conclude that I'm dating
The Kurazono I just met because I have a person I like,”Yoshi smiled
sweetly after saying, making Suzumi's friends enchanted at that instant.
'Huh,
the one I like? Don't joke I'm not interested in that.
Strange, but somehow Kurazono is similar to ‘dia’. Akh, why don't I
remember that!
Door
the train opened on the left, Yoshi immediately stood up but by chance
or not the sloppy Suzumi lost her balance so subconsciously she pulled
suzumi's hand and fell into her arms.
“Ehh?”
Suzumi
the bewildered one was in a huddled embrace while Yoshi realized something was there
strangely, the blue butterfly slowly eroded away starting to disappear upon inspection
and sure enough the sand moves quickly down with cracks that
causing a rupture at that very instant, the scene began to disappear then all
turned to dark.
****
Emi
well-dressed in a collared shirt and skirt, standing in front of the cafe
while breathing slowly. Prepare for the first time, show,
he had trained before, but now he was quite nervous.
Subsequent to
pretty sure Emi finally decided to come in. Pushing the door, the smell of coffee beans
slipping into the sense of smell, various coffee beans are placed on neat shelves, and,
the machines are arranged in such a way as to their usefulness, the fragrance of Cinnamon and then
brown round table and chairs.
come at our ZerutaRekoi Cafe! Can anyone help?” ask one of the young men
who is an officer who is in the cashier.
Emi
bow then answer clumsily, “Halo is also sis! Good afternoon Emi
Kurazono who will apply for work as a barista,” said Emi doggat, the young man
staring then nodding in response.
"Aha, man,
you were the one who asked over the phone, right?"
Emi
nodding again in response, the young man smiled. “Then, please
to the table across there where our GM was sitting. It just so happens that he is
check sales only.”
“Good
brother, thank you very much.” Emi walked straight to the table that was at
across the street from where the general manager sits.
“Excuse me
sir, I want to apply for work as a barista,” said Emi who was in front of him
he looked at the man higher than him.
Men
the one in front of her raised her head, staring at Emi also looking at her.
“Previous
introduce yourself first and the reason you want to work."
“Good,
my name is Emi Kurazono, seventeen years old, third grade
Kiezasen High School. The reason I applied for a job--”
“Then
so mention what are the duties and responsibilities as a barista.” Men
it cut off Emi's speech before she could finish it.
Despite
she was upset that Emi still mentioned all the answers to the men's questions
in front of him this.
“Hmm, ,
could too. You're graduating. Starting on Saturday can work here then for your shift is
twelve o'clock after lunch his uniform will be set up, one more
for a while you'll be a trainee for two weeks, okay,”
said the man was firm.
"Good, okay,
sir I understand," Emi said in a pleased tone, bowing as a sign
thanks though. When the men accidentally look at Emi who is happy because
it was received that his heart suddenly skipped a beat as the woman before him reminded him
to the acquaintance he missed.
Emi
then move the legs but not yet three steps stopped when
the man opened the conversation
“No
do not stiff Kurazono-san, I will not eat you anyway our age is not too
far and again sorry yes I was cutting when you explained.” Flat expression
emi's men want to curse because if I'm sorry which might be sedater it.
“Begukah,
forgive me yes,” reply Emi
“No
anything, it's only natural that all the first to apply for a job think I've
old man.but don't call me sir, call me Mitsunari Kak to feel like I have.
sister,” joked Mitsunari behind her smile.
Emi
pulling one corner of her lips, hearing her superior joke. Suddenly something
it crossed his mind.
“Sorry
a little sassy Brother, but sister has no sister?” Emi is aware
his words just now closed his mouth.
“Yahh, ,
you could say there is and nothing,” replied Mitsunari while smiling knots ago
look at the clock that already showed the afternoon. “Ahh, I almost forgot to pick up
my sister, she's a little sensitive if it's a second too late, you know, no?"
Mitsunari
straight up from her chair, Emi spontaneously bent down after reversing
body and waved to him.
“Be careful
brother.”
No
long after that Emi finally decided to go home and say goodbye, the waiter
approached him.
“Wah,
tumben once he spoke at length, his nature today is different from usual,”
he said staring at the door.
“Really,
by the way why did you call him different?” ask Emi curious.
“Soal
that, I'm five years older than him, hehe."
“Wah,
if so, how old is Mitsunari?” emi looked at Mitsunari's back
who moved.
“Reclassic
the company. Ask yourself the person directly.” The waiter answered
with a blink of an eye wanted to try teasing Emi.
“Hmm, ,
it would seem impolite if I asked the boss personally
alone," Emi said in her flat tone.
“Wah,
interesting too. Yes already, Kurazono just go home, sorry so hold you back ya.” Servant maid
it was smiling sweetly, her dimples were visible.
Emi
bowing and leaving the cafe walking home
station.
GM:
General Manager