Whether You Sleep or Wake Up - Chapter 17
I left the house just as it was, after having the worst morning of my life.
I fled to the regular coffee shop. I was eating a late morning meal, and calming myself down with a book. Then my cell phone rang.
When I looked at the number, it was an unfamiliar number.
If it was Kiryu, I would go to reject the call right away.
“Ah! Satsuki-kun? … Are you free now?”
I timidly pressed the phone button, but the other person came back with a bright, light voice.
I am relieved to hear that the first words spoken were not what I imagined.
“Oh, Sumire-san. Thank you for yesterday. Thank you for the treats. …… I’m free, is there something wrong?”
I looked around the restaurant, which was full of customers during the weekdays.
No one paid attention to the phone call.
“Sorry to call you so suddenly. …… I’m in Nihonbashi today for a conference. I am leaving at noon, and I wonder if you want to have lunch with me? There are great places, but I’m too lonely to eat alone. ”
Sumire’s wry smile could be heard over the phone.
“… Huh …”
When I looked at my watch, it was still around 10 o’clock. It will take me about an hour to get to Nihonbashi if I go there now.
“Then it’s settled. I’ll send you an email with the meeting place and time.”
Responding to my half-hearted reply, he took it as a rather pushy agreement and quickly hung up on me.
And soon I received an email with details of the meeting place and time. Perhaps it was because he was a surgeon, but he was also very private and efficient.
I opened my email, memorized the map and the time, and turned it off. The horrible memory of the morning came back to me, and I felt the scale of Kiryu tracing my location by GPS.
I am an ordinary person. There was no way I could be stabbed that many times.
I was forced to go to Nihonbashi as it was, and after finishing my morning meal and drinking my coffee, I headed to my destination.
When I arrived at the meeting place, Nihonbashi, I felt sweaty, humid, and hot.
Dressed in a very casual polo shirt and chino pants, I looked for Sumire at the foreign hotel where we were to meet.
Fortunately, the hotel was full of foreign tourists, so I didn’t stand out even though I was dressed casually.
However, as soon as I looked around the lobby, I saw Sumire sitting there in a suit.
He was tall, had half-Japanese looks with a handsome face, that made him stand out from all the other guests. His long bangs were parted and trimmed, and his dark suit suited him so well that for a moment I thought he was a model.
Regret came after my seemingly mismatched appearance.
“I haven’t seen you since yesterday, but you look pale. What’s wrong?”
“No, thank you for inviting me …. I’m glad.”
“……… I see. That’s good to know.”
Sumire looked like he wanted to say something, but he smiled gently instead. I was a little curious as to his intentions, and I couldn’t hide my confusion as I remembered how awkwardly I was dressed.
“… Maybe there is a dress code?”
“Oh, yeah! …… Sorry, I called you up so suddenly. I’ll go to ask the concierge. Wait for me here.”
Saying that, Sumire smiled and headed to the front desk where the concierge was.
The cheerfulness and gentleness of Sumire almost healed my chilly morning feelings.
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