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		<title>Enn are: Created page with &quot;===&lt;noinclude&gt;Slightly Slipping Away. &lt;/noinclude&gt;Part 2===  Upon returning home, she found a visitor seated on the living room sofa.  &quot;Welcome home, Sacchan.&quot;  &quot;And to you to...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;===&amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt;Slightly Slipping Away. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 2===  Upon returning home, she found a visitor seated on the living room sofa.  &amp;quot;Welcome home, Sacchan.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;And to you to...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;===&amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt;Slightly Slipping Away. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 2===&lt;br /&gt;
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Upon returning home, she found a visitor seated on the living room sofa.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Welcome home, Sacchan.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;And to you too, welcome back.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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She thought it might have been her cousin Suguru-san because of the red car in the car park and, sure enough, it was him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I heard.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sachiko placed her bag on the sofa opposite him then sat down beside it. Usually when she got home from school, she&amp;#039;d call out, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m home,&amp;quot; to whoever was in the house, then head straight to her room and change out of her school uniform into normal clothes. But since she&amp;#039;d found her cousin sitting alone in the living room, she couldn&amp;#039;t just leave him there. &lt;br /&gt;
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Her mother should be home, so what was she doing? Probably preparing tea somewhere inside.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;That I sprained my ankle skiing?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;More or less.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Suguru-san raised his left leg slightly and laughed. That was probably the ankle he sprained. She wouldn&amp;#039;t have been able to tell if he hadn&amp;#039;t said so. No, she wasn&amp;#039;t able to tell even though he had said so – it didn&amp;#039;t look swollen at all. Although it was probably only because it had healed so well that he was able to drive himself here.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Even though you warned me not to get hurt. So stupid of me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s unlike you to injure yourself.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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He&amp;#039;d been athletic enough to join almost all of the sports clubs back in high-school. And he would have gone to one ski slope or another every year since he was a child.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I suppose that&amp;#039;s just a measure of my skiing ability.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Anyone can make a mistake?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Hahaha, you&amp;#039;re too kind, Sacchan. Anyway, let&amp;#039;s set that aside for now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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At any rate, it had taken quite a long time for him to return because of the injury to his leg.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Although if I hadn&amp;#039;t been injured, I would have had to return home right on schedule.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Really?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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When she had heard he hadn&amp;#039;t returned in time for the start of classes, she thought something bad must have happened. She&amp;#039;d been worried that he might have broken a bone, not just sprained an ankle.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;So you&amp;#039;re saying you didn&amp;#039;t want to come back, Suguru-san?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sachiko&amp;#039;s mother joined in the conversation, carrying a tea tray.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Welcome home, Sachiko-san.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ve just arrived home, mother. So, why didn&amp;#039;t you want to come home?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You took a liking to the owner of the bed and breakfast, didn&amp;#039;t you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Her mother placed a tea cup in front of Suguru-san. Thinking it was an overly large teacup, Sachiko realized it was a matcha cup and, sure enough, it had green tea inside. Her mother had probably heard Sachiko&amp;#039;s voice and realized her daughter had returned home while she was preparing the tea, as there were three tea cups. One for Sachiko too.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;The bed and breakfast? Weren&amp;#039;t you staying at a hotel?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;At first I was staying at a hotel, but I went to a bed and breakfast after the injury.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah, you moved because you were staying for longer.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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But that didn&amp;#039;t fit with his earlier statement. If he&amp;#039;d returned home when originally planned, he wouldn&amp;#039;t have taken a liking to the owner of the bed and breakfast. He only moved from the hotel to the bed and breakfast after deciding to stay for longer.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;No doubt you injured yourself saving some woman you didn&amp;#039;t know, who turned out to own a bed and breakfast. She was then so impressed by your manliness that she offered to let you stay until you were healed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s like you were there, oba-sama.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Suguru-san rested his chin on his interlaced fingers and smiled. Acting like he was hearing gossip about somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Your mother told me all about it. Of course, she told me about the delicious souvenirs you brought back too. Now then, shall we try them?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sachiko&amp;#039;s mother smiled, placing a small box that was the epitome of a &amp;quot;Hotel Souvenir&amp;quot; on the side of the table. That must have been the gift from Suguru-san, as the packaging had a picture of people skiing, as well as the name of the resort followed by &amp;quot;Manjuu.&amp;quot; It could be called &amp;quot;simple&amp;quot; if one were being kind, or &amp;quot;cliched&amp;quot; if not.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She told you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She said they went well with matcha tea.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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As she said this, Sachiko&amp;#039;s mother opened the box and placed one of the individually wrapped manjuu buns in front of Sachiko.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Wait. I have to visit the restroom.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sachiko stood up. Remaining in her school uniform was one thing, but she wouldn&amp;#039;t feel right eating or drinking anything without washing her hands and rinsing her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll go too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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She walked off and Suguru-san followed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;They&amp;#039;re both such good children.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sachiko heard her mother say, and the tone she used was like she was praising some kindergarteners.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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