Nii continued singing amazarashi's song カシオピア係留所 as they walked through the city.
"So, what was it you were looking for again?" Kazuya casually asked, watching as Nii continued to jump across the street to the rhythm of the beat. He had just acquired his holy tobacco for which Nii didn't even deign a look and was beginning to catch some of her liveliness, not that he needed any more than he already had.
"Haha! Are you trying to get me to spill my secret? I can see through your farce!" she peered at him, amused.
"Well, I could help you better in our search if I knew what we are looking for?"
At that, Nii softly smiled at him.
"It's a rusty object of bygone days."
♫
I want a souvenir.
"What's with you, all of a sudden?"
My friends think we don't get along.
"Huh?" she sounded exasperated, ready to smash her head against the glass walls of the phone booth. Talking with her brother could be so exhausting. He would get emotional so easily, her exact opposite.
You never get me anything on your travels!
"But I always send you postcards!"
That's not the same, though I appreciate them! They're lining my entrance!
"Great," she remarked sarcastically.
But I want something to line my shelves, or heck, even the walls, something of emotional value!
"What's the point? You want me to decorate your apartment?"
Oh, please feel free to, but no! I just want to be able to say: 'That's from my baby sister! She's travelling all other the world for her crazy job! Isn't she amazing?'
"So you just want to brag and at that, not even about yourself."
What's so bad about bragging? And why would I need to brag about myself? I already know I'm amazing, but they don't know that you are, too!
"And you want to convince them with worthless trinkets."
They're not worthless. They have emotional value! They're like keepsakes from you, mementoes! And that's cool! You know, like in those emotional scenes in movies when someone looks at a keepsake from someone close! It's got the air of something fantastic!
"I'm not dead yet, and you watch too many movies."
I know you love stuff like this, too! So, how about it? Can I expect anything next time?
When had she ever given off that impression?
"Haaah, I still don't feel like buying worthless ru...things of emotional value. What's the point of owning things you can't use? If I feel like supporting the locals, I will not do it by visiting tourist traps!"
Well, then, how about art? For cultural appreciation?
"I didn't know you to be a man of culture."
Hey, that's mean!
"Maybe something of practical use."
Really?! I'll hold you to your word, young miss!
"If I come across something."
Well, I guess that's like you. But don't make me wait for too long!
Time passed, and with it, many things until she had forgotten about that trivial conversation and that trifling promise about objects of bygone days.
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Ficção GeralWe were alone in the dark, just the two of us, as the moonlight filtered in. It was just the two of us facing each other in the night, as it had always been. She looked at me reproachingly: "What are you waiting for?" "I'm not ready yet. It's dange...
