Three Days of Happiness

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People walking by looked at me uncomfortably.
I didn’t have money to pay a taxi, so I had to walk home. Miyagi
took a blue umbrella out from her bag and opened it.
I realized I’d forgotten my umbrella at the restaurant, but I didn’t
care if I got wet or caught a cold anymore.
“You’ll be drenched,” Miyagi said, holding the umbrella high. She
was telling me to join her.
“As you can see, I’m in a getting-drenched mood,” I told her.
“Is that right,” she said, closing the umbrella and stowing it in her
bag.
Miyagi walked behind me, both of us soaking wet.
“You don’t have to get drenched, you know.”
“As you can see, I am in a getting-drenched mood,” Miyagi smiled.
Do as you will, I thought, turning my back to her.
I found a bus stop where I could keep out of the rain and took
shelter there. There was a bent streetlight right above, that
occasionally flickered on as if remembering to turn itself on.
The moment I sat down, I felt incredibly sleepy. My mind wanted
rest more than my body did.
I think I only slept for a few minutes. The chill of my drenched body
quickly woke me up again.
Miyagi was sleeping beside me. She was holding her knees,
desperately trying to warm herself.
I pitied her for having to bear witness to the selfish actions of an
idiot like me.