The nearest restaurant is just half an hour's walk away. So, we decided to walk. We’re wearing casual clothes because we want to eat as soon as we can. Sora tries to come with us but we can’t bring him there. He just whimpers when she locks the gate. “We won’t be long, my boy,” she says, patting his head through the grills of the gate. “I’ll give you a treat when we get back so be a good boy.” He wiggles his tail in happiness. Then we’re off. I keep her to my left because the road is on our right. It’s very peaceful since there aren’t that many cars passing by and other pedestrians. It’s a one-way lane of the neighborhood. This quietness makes me think that our summer could be more exciting. “So, what’s the plan?” I ask. “What plan?” She’s confused. “You know, how we’re gonna spen

