One last chance

Old friends, new moments

The door's bell rang but neither of them desired to lift their eyes and see who did come at such hour in Hasu, because they were busy finding recipes and solving mathematic problems, which had to be done quickly if they wanted to finish early and return home before the moon shines brightly at the sky.

Big doe almond eyes were trying to find the hint behind the problems for the solution, the one hand supporting the head while the other playing with the pencil nonstop, taking more time than needed.

“Where is that little head of yours Hiyo?”

“Hmmm, I'm trying to find the hint just like Oniichan said but I can't”

“Yes you can't because you are thinking about something else”

“Huh?”, she said dumbfounded only to gain from the other party a slight bonk on the head with the red pen, making the young girl giggle from the action.

That hand which teased her came to her view to show something on the paper that she probably missed by accident due to the thoughts she had. Yokozawa didn't have to say something else because he saw that Hiyori understood what she had missed, so he retreated his hand and gave her a small smile, a smile that was visible to the three costumers who entered inside and made them stop their tracks to digest the scene, especially the black haired with maroon eyes and black thick glasses.

Takano was stunned; it was the first time he saw a smile like this on his best friend's facial features and he didn't know how to feel.

Shocked?

Yes he really was.

Happy?

Yes. He was happy to look at a person who've been through a lot the last 6 years smile for the first time in millenia.

He didn't know how long he was standing still on the door until someone came to his view, a man with salt and pepper hair, eyes crooked at the edges showing his crow feet and a small but at the same time so bright and gentle smile decorating his lips. The man was wearing a white apron and was holding on one arm the serving disk while the other resting numb on his side.

“Welcome to Hasu. How may I hel- uh? Kirishima, I'm so glad to see you here”

“Thank you Shichiro-san. I'm glad to see you too”

“I see you brought company. Are they from your workplace?”

“Hai. This is Yasuda Gou, director in the direction department in Marukawa Shoten and this is Takano Masamune, chief in editor in Shonjo manga department in Marukawa Shoten”, he gestured with his hand one by one, with Rotoko extending his hand and accepting theirs happily and elegantly.

“Nice to meet you. I'm Rotoko Shichiro, owner of Hasu. Are you here for lunch?”

“Yes and no”

Kirishima answered honestly, walking towards the duo silently and steadily, long strinds working voluntarily since the almond eyes spotted his cute young daughter and his stiff but beautiful lover. The stealth failed with sharp steely gray eyes moving upwards from the papers in order to see that face they have been in love for such a long time.

“Ne Oniichan?”

“Hm?”

“I have to use that formula right? So I need to add and at the same time remove 10 in both s-Oniichan?”

“S-Sorry Hiyo, I was distracted. What were you saying? Ah yes, that's right. You need to -”

“An earthquake is happening! Watch out!”

“AAAA!!!”

The curly long haired elementary schooler girl dropped her pencil and hold the edge of the table to stady herself from this shaking, almond eyes becoming more round and wide while cheeks becoming pale from fear. Luckily enough, there weren't any costumers to look at that display, except from two pairs of eyes trying to process what exactly happened, only to chuckle and face slap with the childish act after they composed themselves. When the doting father stopped, Hiyori hold her chest and panted slightly, eyes turning to the side to look at grinning lips.