I was asking for this too, lol. Have you ... nahh, never mind.
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Yes, this could be very short for me, though. But anyway ... I was done with it. Yeah, I was freed. Now, I was looking to leave this place once my wounds were healed. No one, even Natsumi, could interrupt me.
Больше нечего говорить.
I looked on, when I found it was empty and safe for me. My Russian blood is still living strong, no problem. I would never stop giving up at all. Well, Mr. Yakov Feltsman, I thought a lot on you. Oh, and my grandfather too.
Ты, Россия, мой берег, Россия - мой дом.
Suddenly, I remembered those words. It was from Vitas. As the winter was falling in Japan, I soon knew what should I do. Yup. I love my country. So do I love skating. Russia, traditionally cold, needs a lot of skater. And we are! I still kept my skates in my bag. I would take them soon. I wondered it.
"Japanese winter. That could be the difference."
I decided to gather all, and put it ready. However, suddenly, Rikuo came back. I had to hide my skates, waiting for another moment.
"Yuri-san, my mom invites you to join dinner with us."
"What? Oh ... that's ... great." I did not even understand why, then, suddenly, I realized: I would stay with them to eat dinner. Gosh, in this house?
"What's wrong, Yuri?" Rikuo questioned this time.
"No! Nothing else. I would join! I swear!" Damn, I even didn't have any choice except staying with him. I had to accept for a moment, until, when I enjoyed all dinner. So, Rikuo was gonna tell to his mom, geez ... baran!
