The End of All the Epilogues 5: The Lucky Ones
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Hi, I am Shuusei Yanagi.
Twenty years old.
And a man who wants to take all the beautiful pictures in the world, including her. My life has revolved around finding out how to freeze the time and then... I found out that by taking pictures, I can save all my precious things for rainy days. But... through realizing... I can't have it all by just taking pictures... I can't have it all by just looking over the what-if's, by agreeing on my imagination, and by just... waiting.
And now she's with a man right now... a man who doesn't deserve her, even her tears.
"Konomi, I will just buy you a drink, wait here," I said and stood up. I can't stand to see her crying for that man. It will just loosen my temper... and maybe if this goes on, I am not sure how to exercise my prudence.
Prudence, huh?
"Okay," she sniffed.
I swear this is the last time that she'll cry for that man.
"Isang inumin po, please. 'Yung ice tea lang at sa'ka isali na rin ninyo ang kape."
"Oh, I didn't know how to speak the language here, Oni-chan! But I know Japanese." the store lady said. Tsk. I didn't know. I thought she's living here in the Philippines... well, never mind. I will never know if she didn't tell me. She's wearing a scarf and her head was well covered in black. And also, she's wearing an all-black sunglass not perfect for this daybreak? Tonikaku, she's a weird lady...
"Ah, you're Japanese... I'm Japanese too." I said. "One ice tea and coffee please," I repeated my order in English. "Eh, want me to translate it in Japanese?" I wondered but she just waved her hands in the air, "No, no, I'm fine. I swear my English is good. It's world-class." she gave me a thumbs up.
"So, so. If you are really good at English why don't you get a teacher's license and teach English subjects? Instead of serving drinks here. It's a good opportunity. And a good salary too." and besides it's not believable to see a Japanese woman working here. This woman surely has a lot of errands. I don't know why I have this feeling but... I'm sure this is really something not to shake it off. I sense some thick sensation here. Never minding the hot weather, I feel so pressured.
"You're right about that," she paused for a while, "But let me share it to you, I've raised two sons who also good in English!" she excitedly said, eyes sparkling as she took her sunglass off and tilted her head to the ceiling with a hopeful look. She intertwined her hands, "My eldest is a child prodigy... he got an IQ of 200! He's the best doctor in Nihon right now if you don't know... and my second son too! Actually, he's taking up a business course to apply to be the CEO of his desired company but like his older brother he is smart, good-looking and... popular in girls!" and then she turned to me to boast her two sons whom I never want to know either, "Iee deshou? I'm an awesome mother, right? Tonikaku, that's why I want the best for my sons! Well, I did a great job for my eldest too! I gave him the support in his love life! I have good eyes for women! Hahaha!" and that high pitched laugh... ignited something in my head that it's terribly aching now. I swear who is this woman?
"Good for you to raise your sons in a good shape even though you are only a store lady here." I said to quit the long story 'cause I know it will take my limbs numb if I go standing here for more minutes, "Now, can I take my order now?" I demanded. This lady is really weird. She said his son is the number one doctor in Japan right now, and that news didn't reach me but she shouldn't work here anymore if that's the case. Her eldest son could buy her a coffee shop in Japan if he's that number one doctor.

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