"Oneesan, I've brought Kazuto-san and his sake," Keiko said cheerfully
as his legs back hit the floor. He hurried over to Haruka as she
handed me a bottle of wine Kazuto.
"Oh, good," said Haruka, looking Kazuto with a big smile
meaningfully. "Come on, get in, Kazuto-san. All had gathered and were chatting
inside. Maybe you can contribute an interesting chat? "
* * *
" Who would you vote for? "
Keiko Osawa was helping my grandmother in the kitchen when Haruka approached him
and whispered urgently. Keiko turned and saw the eyes of his neighbors
glittering curious.
"What do you mean Oneesan?" Grumbled Keiko awkwardly, then back to concentrate
on his task cut vegetables.
"Do you really understand what I mean," interrupted Haruka mercilessly, still with sound
whispering remember Grandma Osawa was wash vegetables are not far from them.
Haruka rectangle Keiko. "Earlier during the call, you told me at length
about the first love that is so the doctor. You're so excited and
smiling so I thought would tear your mouth. Then suddenly you're caught
in the act of carrying-sling with Kazuto-san. "
Eyes widened in surprise Keiko. "Hold-gen ...?" Remembering Grandma Osawa was near
them, he lowered his voice. "Oneesan!"
Haruka looked at him with narrowed eyes. "You like that one?"
Keiko opened her mouth to defend himself, but not so. There is no point in
following the game Haruka. So she just sighed and shook
his head.
"But I think Keiko-chan and Kazuto fits all."
Keiko and Haruka simultaneously turned toward pitched voice was small and friendly.
Grandma Osawa looked at them both with a beaming smile. His eyes
glittered happy. "Is not that so?"
"But," Keiko tried to interrupt, "we really did not have anything at all."
"There is a link also does nothing," said Haruka quickly.
"Quite right," Grandma support Osawa. "Glad to see you two
together."
Keiko blinked. "But ... no, I mean ..." Why do two people
suddenly conspired against him?
"Of course you still have to choose one," added haruka, remind
Keiko on the topic of the beginning.
"I think Kazuto was a good boy," Osawa said Grandma lightly, lifting
his shoulders.
Keiko exhaled and shook his head again. "But I do not have
any feeling to it. ... I do not like it. "
" Who? Kazuto-san? "
Before Keiko Haruka could answer that question, the sound of Grandma
Osawa interrupted," Do not say that if you're not sure, Keiko-chan. "
Keiko stunned. Well, what is it?
Grandma Osawa looked at him with a friendly and smile as if
stating he knew more than his own Keiko. "We do not want to say
something we will later regret, is not it?"
Fortunately Keiko did not have to answer because at that moment the song Fly Highnya
Hamasaki Ayumi sound.
* * *
While the women busy in the kitchen, the men sat chatting in the sitting room.
Osawa grandfather was telling about his adolescent years when he was working
as a security guard in high school, one of the topics most
loved. Kazuto think is not possible all the events told the
parents it was true. There may be some parts of exaggeration. But neither he
nor Tomoyuki did not mind because Grandpa told Osawa smart and always
managed to keep them all entertained.
"Christmas has always made the children happy. The girls are busy
knitting a scarf or hat for the children of men they like. Even back then there was
one girl who merajutkan warm scarf for me, "recalls Grandpa Osawa.
" Maybe the fact that scarf dirajutnya for a boy she liked,
but it turns out the boy refused the prize. Finally, because they do not have the heart to
throw away the scarf, the girl gave it to Grandpa, "quipped
Tomoyuki.
Kazuto laughs.
" You have, "grumbled Grandpa Osawa as he clicked his tongue, and then he laughed
a little and asked," So do you have a special plan on Christmas day in
this? "
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