And nobody's seen me for weeks, so there's considerable hugging and hooting, and I tried to introduce Mitsuhiro in a certain way. But.
I can only imagine his confusion. I think he thought I was one of those kinds of women, or else maybe he realized finally that I was exactly the kind that I am.
In any case, the mood changed. He started looking at his watch a lot, then had to go. Back to Okinawa, and there is a song in that, yes, but it's already been written. *
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