He stood outside the office, holding his things tightly to his chest. Ichirou had gone downstairs when Tomo turned toward what had been Sawa’s office. Any determination to thank Yuu and not run away from everyone that he had before left him as soon as he heard the others talk.
“I’ll see what Tomo’s up to,” Ken said. “Maybe he got shy.”
“Could be. He doesn’t have friends over much,” Chika replied.
His heart hammered in his chest and though he wanted to run off, his legs gave.
“What was that?”
Of course, his sister heard him.
“It’s probably the cat.”
Sayoko knew it was him. He could hear it in her voice.
“It has to be the cat.”
And so did Ken.
“But we don’t have a cat?”
His sister’s strengths were her kindness and playing sports and nothing else. Not that she was stupid, but she s
