Three Days of Happiness
ThreeDaysOfHappiness
ThreeDaysOfHappiness
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Then she told me this.<br />
“Indeed, at first, I thought you were someone who deserved only<br />
thirty yen. When I gave you the 300,000, it was purely for my own<br />
satisfaction, so it didn’t matter that it happened to be you, Mr.<br />
Kusunoki. ...But gradually, my opinion changed. After the incident at<br />
the train station, you took my story to heart, didn’t you? You<br />
sympathized with my situation <strong>of</strong> having to sell my time. Starting<br />
then, Mr. Kusunoki, you were no longer just my subject for<br />
observation. This alone is a significant problem, but afterward,<br />
there were many more.<br />
“...I know it must be trifling to you, but I was glad that you were<br />
willing to talk to me. Because I’ve always been invisible. Being<br />
ignored was part <strong>of</strong> my job. Even little things like eating and talking<br />
with me at restaurants, going out shopping, just walking around<br />
town, holding hands and strolling down the river - they felt like a<br />
dream. You were the first person to always treat me like I was<br />
“there,” no matter the time or the situation.”<br />
I wasn’t sure what to respond with.<br />
I never even thought that someone would be so grateful to me.<br />
“...I can keep doing that if you like,” I joked, and Miyagi nodded.<br />
“I would love that. Since... I do love you.”<br />
Though it’s no use loving someone who’s soon to go away.<br />
She smiled sadly.<br />
My chest tightened, and my mouth didn’t work for a while.