Three Days of Happiness

Chapter 6: One Who Changed, One Who Never Did
The rain continued into morning. It was heavy enough to serve as
an excuse for not moving immediately after getting out of bed.
Thus, I had time to think about what I should do next.
While I looked at my “Things to Do Before I Die,” Miyagi
approached and asked, “How do you plan to spend today?”
I was getting accustomed to hearing bad news out of her mouth, so
I waited for her next sentence, prepared to not be swayed
whatever she said - but that was all she said, just looking over my
list afterward. It didn’t seem to be a question with any deep
meaning behind it.
I took another look at Miyagi.
I’d thought this since I first met her, but her appearance was, in its
own way, rather orderly.
Well, let me come out and say it. Speaking strictly of appearance,
she was exactly my type. Refreshing eyes, gloomy eyebrows, tight
lips, a pretty-shaped head, smooth-looking hair, nervous fingers,
slender thighs - well, I could go on.
Because of that fact, ever since her appearance in my apartment,
my behavior was thrown for a loop.
I couldn’t even carelessly yawn in front of a girl who so perfectly
matched my tastes. I wanted to conceal my broken expressions and
idiotic breathing.
If my observer were the opposite of her - ugly, dirty and middleaged
- I’m sure I’d be able to relax more and think about what the
right thing to do was.
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