Three Days of Happiness

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Lastly, he said:
“Hey, you thinking of selling your lifespan again?”
“What does that mean?”, I smiled innocently.
After leaving the bookstore, just the same as before, I entered the
CD shop. The usual blond clerk greeted me kindly.
Here, too, I didn’t talk about lifespan, but just chatted about stuff
like CDs I’d listened to lately.
Lastly, again finding a time when Miyagi wouldn’t hear, I asked:
“How do you think you can accomplish something in a short time?”
His reply came quick. “Guess you gotta depend on others, dude.
‘Cause a single guy can’t do that much on his own, yeah? Which
means you gotta have someone else’s help. I don’t have a whole
lotta faith in my own ability, tell you the truth. If it’s a problem I
can’t tackle with, like, 80% of my all, I go straight to somebody
else.”
It was advice I wasn’t sure if I should take to heart or not.
Outside, it had suddenly started raining heavily, as it does in the
summer.
I went to leave the store prepared to get soaked, but the clerk lent
me a vinyl umbrella.
“I dunno what’s goin’ on, but if you wanna accomplish something,
don’t forget about your health,” he said.
I thanked him, put up the umbrella, and walked home with Miyagi.
It was a small umbrella, so our shoulders got soaking wet.