Counting Untill 1000

Chapter 22 [Mrs. Minatozaki]

The result was when she opened her eyes again, it was already past 10 o’clock. Not seeing Tzuyu in bed, Sana quickly jumped up and dressed then went out of the room. Tzuyu and Mr. Myoi were playing chess in the living room.

Sana was nervous and called out “Uncle” in greeting. Mr. Myoi smiled and nodded his head at her.

Sana walked to Tzuyu and complained in a low voice: “Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“Ah, ah.” Tzuyu held a pawn and was concentrating on making his move on the chessboard. After making a move, he lazily raised his head and said: “Go to the kitchen and help auntie.”

“Oh.” Sana looked at the direction of the kitchen and saw only auntie was busy cooking. “Okay.”

Seeing Sana walking into the kitchen, Mrs. Myoi smiled and said: “Sana chan, you’re awake? Were you used to sleeping on a different bed last night?”

Sana repeatedly nodded her head. She was probably the last to get up, so how could she have had difficulty sleeping? “Auntie, let me do this.” Taking the knife from Mrs. Myoi's hand, she began to slice the pork thinly.

Mrs. Myoi began to wash the vegetables while chatting with Sana about everything under the sun. While chatting about the daily life of a family, she suddenly cried out “Ohpps”  and remembered something she should have asked earlier: “Oh! how can I be so absent-minded! Sana, your parents also live in this city, right? When can we meet and have dinner together?”

Sana was distracted and almost cut into a finger. She bit her lower lips, should she say it? Looking up and seeing Mrs. Myoi’s kind-hearted smiling face, Sana really did not want to deceive her. Thus, she decided to tell the truth.

“My father……”

“Sana!”

Tzuyu appeared at the kitchen doorway and interrupted her, his face a bit pale and his lower jaw clenched.

“This child! Suddenly, popping up and scaring us.” Mrs. Myoi patted her chest.

The tension on Sana’s face eased a little: "Sana, where did you put my coat? I can’t find it.”

“……Oh.” Sana was startled, washed her hands and walked into the bedroom.

The coat was hanging on the rack next to the bed, an eye-catching spot which can be seen the moment you enter the bedroom. Sana stood still in front of the rack, feeling dazed and uncertain.

Tzuyu stretched out his arm and removed the coat from behind her.

“Don’t let your imagination run wild. I just don’t want them to judge you.” He said softly: “Sana, you have to have a bit more faith in me.”

There was a bit of bitterness in Tzuyu's’s voice making Sanasorrowful. She has thought too much again.

“Tzuyu……”

“I would rather you’re sloppy and a little muddled, don’t think too much.”

Sana looked at him: “But you will think I’m troublesome.”

“At least you still know yourself well.” Tzuyu tenderly stroked her hair. “You’re really very troublesome!” My favorite problematic troublesome Squirrel.

But she won’t feel bad.

“Let’s go out to eat. Auntie should have finished cooking.”

As they were eating, Mrs. Myoi asked about Sana’s parents again. She only replied that her father had passed away and her mother was abroad. Mrs. Myoi sighed and did not ask anything more. She wanted to persuade everyone to play cards which is good for the body and mind after they finished eating. Unfortunately, no one was interested. Mr. Myoi wanted to take a nap. Mina wanted to take Chaeyoung out to see the famous attractions in Osaka City. Hence, Mrs. Myoi had no choice but to give up.