Tohru Honda And Kyo Sohma 소설 & 이야기

It felt warm and peaceful. Heri ordered the Tendon and Soba set. Sakura chose the Futomaki and Soba set. While waiting for their food, their conversation flowed gently: About Ponyo-chan, Heri’s cat with her silly antics… about Sakura’s job, which had kept her busy lately… about the Japanese songs they’d been listening to… and even Sakura’s attempts at learning Bahasa Indonesia. The talk moved slowly but gently—like the Meguro River itself. Not long after, their meals arrived. They eat at a relaxed pace, as if trying to savor every taste and every scent.

Hiroshi said awkwardly, “Chairman, relationships and careers cannot be treated as the same thing in the first place…” Yahiko replied angrily, “Then, just pretend that you are a playboy. You have two lovers in Osaka. Now that you are in Osaka, you will have to meet up with both of them. So, will you choose to meet up with the lover that you like more first, or will you choose to meet up with the lover that you like less first?”

They both made their goodbyes as they retreated out of the ballroom and Jun wrapped his arm around Iori as they waited for their driver to make his way to them, “What happened when you met her?” Iori asked Jun didn’t have to ask in order to know who Iori was talking about, “We became friends. The three of us. We made her one of us and helped her get used to life in the US. We were having fun and we studied hard. We spent the first year together, but by the second year, Tohru graduated and went on to work with their father. He became kind of distant and secretive and we learned that he was making new friends… Bad friends.”