Three Days of Happiness

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glasses, and they suit her really well. Her hair’s shoulder-length, and
tends to curl in at the ends.”
“...I wonder why,” Shinbashi said, tilting his head. “Every single one
of those characteristics matches how I imagined Miyagi.”
“Miyagi’s right in front of you now. Why do you think that is?”
Shinbashi closed his eyes and thought. “I’m not sure of that part.”
“She wants a handshake,” I said. “Hold out your right hand, will
you?”
He did so, his face half-doubting, half-believing. Miyagi looked at
the hand gladly and grabbed it with both of hers.
Watching his own hand shake up and down, Shinbashi said, “Am I to
believe Ms. Miyagi is shaking my hand?”
“Yep. You think you’re moving it yourself, but actually, Miyagi’s
shaking it. Seems pretty happy about it.”
“Would you tell Mr. Shinbashi “thank you very much”?”, Miyagi
requested.
“Miyagi told me to say “thank you very much”,” I conveyed.
“I somehow felt she might,” Shinbashi said with wonder. “Don’t
mention it.”
With me as an intermediary, Miyagi and Shinbashi exchanged a few
more words.
Before going back to the table he had been at before, Shinbashi
turned back and told me this.
“I somehow doubt that I’m the only one who can sense Ms.