It’s lunch time and I’m careful in trying to get in contact with Midori so I sent Makoto. Soon this won’t be an issue, maybe people will even think we’re siblings once she starts boarding at Yagi-san’s house. I grin a little at that. I don’t think I misjudged Yagi-san but I’m grateful that Midori now has a solution to her problem and I think they’ll get along well.
I hold the letter from Yagi-san in my hand as I wait at the rooftop, looking across the expanse of trees as it meets the sky. He didn’t say anything this morning so he must’ve agreed to it. He really does listen to her doesn’t he? Maa… but it’s working out this time so I shouldn’t complain.
If we’re early enough maybe we can get to the telegram office during lunch time.
(Ooc midori can drop by if you want to rpg her, if not I can write it in that tsutomu gave her the letter for Yamaji and either he or she can write in the telegram was sent. If there’s contents in that telegram it can be posted here as a side note)
Makoto-chan came for me, and told me Tsutomu-kun wanted to see me.
I was actually excited last night… I went ahead and drafted up a telegram to my mother, as well as a letter explaining things better – telegrams are so expensive and they charge by the character!
It will be nice, to be in a family house… it would be like being Makoto-chan’s big sister, and Tsutomu-kun’s…. well, I can see my friend when I wish. I have images of us all studying together… laughing at the table. And Okaasan said… that I should have youthful enjoyment while I’m here in Tokyo. It’s so small in Sakata, she says, and no matter how successful we are, the old samurai families and the Honma clan will -never- talk to us.
And I’ll be safe. The walls of that house are so high and strong.
I get up to the roof via the service stairs (I really do know every way around this place, weekends were -boring-, to say nothing of the breaks) so that I don’t get a lecture from Takimi-sensei, who will probably forget my -name-, the way he’s going.
“Hi Tsutomu-kun!” I say, holding out my letter and message.
Tomu:
“Hi Tsutomu-kun!”
She’s holding out a letter and I hold out Yagi-san’s. I take hers from her hand and then while still holding her hand, place my letter there. She has soft hands, I notice.
“I think you’ll like what Yagi-san says.” I grin and look at the letter she had. “Oh good I was hoping I’d be able to send your telegram today.”
Everything seems to be working out. Makoto will have someone aside from yukiko-neechan and I don’t have to worry about Midori… well most of the time.
Is he actually holding my hand? No, no… we are up on the roof, and if there was wind…
But I’m pleased that Yagi-san is helping out… as she didn’t seal the letter, I feel free to read it. “Experience family life… that sounds good.” I fold the letter back. “Makoto-chan said that she was a good cook – maybe she can teach me something. Yajami-sensei has lamented that I can’t since I’ve been eating cafeteria food all these years!” No wonder I like sweets so much, maybe? Well, that and that long-ago peppermint… and the old obaasans in the cafeteria do not teach cooking, they said.
“The telegram is short – but the letter has more. I’m telling my mother the real story, there,” I say, looking out at the campus that’s been my home. “That it’s not safe here like it was.” That, and Takimi-sensei… is not like he was.
I look around. “I need to go – I want to see Yamaji-sensei as soon as possible.” I smile at him, again. “Thank you, Tsutomu-kun.” I sigh. “I guess now I’ll owe you -so much- cake, ne?”
(OOC – Midori will exit unless stopped)
Tomu:
She seems good with the contents of Yagi-san’s letter. Hopefully Yamaji-sensei is sympathetic but she should be. A student was being harrased!
“Makoto-chan said that she was a good cook – maybe she can teach me something. Yajami-sensei has lamented that I can’t since I’ve been eating cafeteria food all these years!”
“Well I guess. She mostly cooks fish and soba.” I shrug, “Once in a while we’ll have beef. Ever since Kinosuke-san left we have less of that. Oh and we hardly ever have cake in the house…”
“The telegram is short – but the letter has more. I’m telling my mother the real story, there,”
“Good. Your parents should know the truth.” Though I wonder, if they find the school unacceptable going forwards, wouldn’t that mean she’d have to move away? But that’s why we’re putting a solution -now-.
She says she needs to go and I agree. “I’ll be sure to send this today.” I tell her.
“Thank you, Tsutomu-kun.” I sigh. “I guess now I’ll owe you -so much- cake, ne?”
“You’ll owe me more than just cake.” I laugh heartily. “I’m just not sure what yet. I’ll think about it.”
And I wait until she’s gone. It’s then that I remember, she didn’t leave me any money to pay for the telegram! I sigh… That means I’m spending my allowance then. But that’s okay, the most important thing is to get her out of the boarding house.
(OOC end)