Nakatsura "the quiet man" seemed to try hard to remember.
"You wanted to buy her good quality Yellow Tea. I took you to Mr. Tebashi's shop to buy it. You didn't remember either? Tebashi Norio, an old man who always grumbles when someone stops by his shop but didn't buy anything. The shop was at the crossroads near the house we rented."
"Ah! Old Man Tebashi. I remember now." said Nakatsura "the quiet man."
"Eh, you can remember Mr. Tebashi, but forget about Akemi?" asked Nakatsura "the journalist" He was widening his eyes.
"That's been a long time. So many people were present in my life. How could I remember all of them?" said Nakatsura "the quiet man."
"Please try to remember again. Hanazono Akemi was very special. You couldn't just forget about her. She's a very tall girl. I still remember she always wore colorful rubber bands on her left wrist."
"Ah, I remember now. Yes, those rubber bands were a bit odd. Apparently, I have a terrible memory."
Nakatsura "the quiet man" seemed to try hard to remember.
"You wanted to buy her good quality Yellow Tea. I took you to Mr. Tebashi's shop to buy it. You didn't remember either? Tebashi Norio, an old man who always grumbles when someone stops by his shop but didn't buy anything. The shop was at the crossroads near the house we rented."
"Ah! Old Man Tebashi. I remember now." said Nakatsura "the quiet man."
"Eh, you can remember Mr. Tebashi, but forget about Akemi?" asked Nakatsura "the journalist" He was widening his eyes.
"That's been a long time. So many people were present in my life. How could I remember all of them?" said Nakatsura "the quiet man."
"Please try to remember again. Hanazono Akemi was very special. You couldn't just forget about her. She's a very tall girl. I still remember she always wore colorful rubber bands on her left wrist."
"Ah, I remember now. Yes, those rubber bands were a bit odd. Apparently, I have a terrible memory."
