Tabi ni Deyou:Journey

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"...this sucks," she said, sitting on the passenger seat, and looked up through the front glass at the clouds that covered the entire sky like a blanket made of old, dirty wool.

"Yeah... looks like the sun has left you in the lurch at last," he smiled bitterly and squeezed his drenched socks after opening the door.

The persistent rain outside of the car showed no sign of ending, whereas the clothes they had taken off showed no sign of drying.

A few days had passed since leaving boss' warehouse. The two had kept following the deserted road, aiming for the neighboring town as originally planned. Though they had detoured a little because of mistaking the way, they managed—with more or less effort—to reduce their delay to one day.

However, at dusk of this day, they had fallen victim to an assault of rain.

Before long it had virtually been raining in torrents, leaving them no choice but to become like drowned rats.

Of course they were not mindless. They always carried their rain gears with them, and they had a blue sheet to use as a tentative tent — they hadn't traveled for three months without happening upon any rain.

That said, those items had come to no use this time.

It was not reasonable to ride Cubby while holding out a plastic umbrella, and their cheap convenience store rain coats had stood no chance against that rain. On top of that, the strong wind kept them from setting up a tent.

The two had not had any choice but to put their rain coats on anyway and search for a shelter while praying to all gods that came to mind.

If it was because their prayer had reached the gods or because some devil had had mercy with them remains a mystery, but after a few hours' ride when rain water had seeped through every corner of their cold bodies from the hair-ends to the back of their pants, the boy had found a deserted station wagon by the street.

Thanks to the fact that the backseats could be folded down, they made two sections by hanging up a vinyl sheet in the center and decided to put on a change of clothes each. It wasn't their first night in a car, so that procedure wasn't new to them anymore. Fortunately, the wagon seemed to be sealed air-tight: there were no signs of any leaks or mold.

They took off one piece of clothing after the other, opened the door slightly and pressed the wetness out of them as much as possible before going on to the next one. Their clothes weren't going to get dry by just that, but if they had let them be, they would have gotten moldy. By the time they had taken off all their clothes, changed into fresh underwear and wrapped themselves in some blankets, they felt completely drained.

"Mh, what's the time?"

"Err... about ten. Ages after the time we should have had dinner!"

"Aah... so that's why I'm starving...," she said while rubbing her belly.

The boy was absolutely of the same mind.

"I was going to make us some tea, but do you want to eat something light to it?"

"Sure. As a substitute for dinner."

The boy opened their luggage and took out a portable stove and a tiny kettle. Since he wasn't too keen on being short of oxygen, he left the door ajar. The incoming rain was bearable if it was just for a short while.

He put a wooden board, which he had found in the trunk, on the seat in the middle and started to boil water there. With the rushing of rain adding to the already silent mood, there finally ceased to be any conversation between them. Until the water started to boil, the inside of the car was occupied only by the sound of raindrops.

As soon as the water boiled, the boy immediately put out the stove and prevented the warm air from leaking out by closing the door. He then poured water into their mugs and dropped a tea bag into each one.

The silence that returned was shortly after broken by the girl sneezing.

"Are you cold?"

"Nah, I'm fine. But aren't you? The rain should have hit you harder than me, after all," she inquired with a lopsided smile.

The boy responded with a laugh, "You need not worry, miss! I don't catch a cold so easily, for I am a member of the menfolk! But you are a lady, so please make yourself comfortable and take good care."

Queer as it was, the girl's brown blanket she had wrapped around herself suddenly looked like an elegant robe when he used such a style of speaking.

"Milady, your tea."

He held out her blue mug toward her seat.

"Mh, you have done good work. I am satisfied."

She accepted her mug and looked down at the brown liquid the mug was brimful with. A strong fragrance rose together with hot steam like a living being from from the black tea, despite it being of a cheap type, and tickled the girl's nose. Way too strong! Well, but he made it caring about me, so I'll be grateful.

The boy handed her some rock-hard sugar cubes, which she dropped into her mug and stirred. A slightly bitter yet fragrant aroma warmed her up from the inside when she took a gulp.

"...lovely warm..."

"Well, it's fresh from the kettle!"

"...awfully bitter..."

"I'm sorry..."

They shared a laugh together.

After ending their simple dinner consisting of durable biscuits and black tea, they cleared some tasks such as putting their luggage in order and checking their provisions, and then went to sleep early.