Chapter 18On the way back to the club, Sukanya looked with admiration and envy at the young people milling around. They seemed happy taking selfies and chatting idly.
Halfway back, Daisuke called. Sukanya listened as Chiho talked to him. When she hung up, Chiho said, “He didn’t get the computer open, but he found the name of the studio. Does Jack and Jill Studios sound right?”
Sukanya tried to remember, but she had been in such a hurry to get away. “Yes, maybe. I think. But I ran so fast.”
“What were you running from?” Chiho said.
“Everything.” Sukanya walked ahead for a block, looking at the busy, lively streets of Shimokitazawa. “He like you.”
“Who?”
“Daisuke. Love you maybe.” Sukanya smiled.
“Don’t be silly.” Chiho guided them through the lattice of small streets.
“I must go the
