Chapter 40 Section 39

Arriving at the ticket gate of Kintetsu Namba Station, Takumi stood still, turned around and nodded to Takemi and Jesse who were seeing him off. "So farewell, thank you for your care." "Come to play again when you are interested, or have you suffered enough and never come again?" Zhumei laughed strangely. "I have learned a lot. I will contact you when I settle down." "Yeah." She nodded. "It's also thanks to Jesse's help." Tuoshi looked up at the tall black man. "Take care," Jesse said, and then whispered to Takemi.Takemi couldn't help laughing.

"what did he say?" "Say you don't play boxing anymore, you don't have the talent." "Speak up!" Tuoshi punched Jesse. "Mr. Shi Sheng, I will leave this guy to you. If you don't watch him carefully, I don't know how crazy he will become." "Don't worry." Shi Sheng patted his chest. "Who do you think I am?" Takumi put on a strange face, then showed a serious expression, and said to Zhumei, "I have something to ask you for advice." "What? Seriously." "How did you forgive your mother?"

"Huh?" She looked surprised. "Didn't your mother kill your father and go to jail for the crime of causing death? You must have suffered extraordinary hardships at that time, and it was reasonable to have resentment towards her, but now you are happily running the business together with her." Bar. I want to know how you forgive her." "Ah, this matter." Zhumei lowered her eyes, her face relaxed, and she seemed a little embarrassed, "There is nothing to forgive or not to forgive. Mother and daughter, what else can I do? Since the other party feels ashamed, I also feel guilty." Don't think about it any more."

"Oh……" "Not satisfied?" "No, I learned another trick." Tuoshi looked into her eyes, "Thank you." Takemi seemed surprised, opened her mouth and blinked her eyes. "Tuoshi, it's almost time." "Hmm. Here we go, then." "Take care." They passed through the ticket gate and saw Takemi and Jesse standing where they were.Takumi raised his right hand. "She's not simple!" Takumi muttered as he walked down the steps.Shi Sheng also nodded. It takes only a little over two hours to get to Nagoya from Osaka by the express train.During this time, the two barely talked.Takumi looked at the scenery outside the window, thinking about meeting Sumiko Tojo again, while Tokio had been sleeping.

What is his origin?Looking at Shisheng's profile, Takumi thought.He said they were distant relatives, but he never figured out what kind of relationship it was, and he himself didn't seem to have any intention of finding out.Tuoshi didn't understand why Shisheng was always by his side so far. "I am your son." Shisheng once said so, and said it came from the future.This seems to be nonsense, but it seems to be the most sincere and appropriate answer.Coming from the future, showing up to help a down-and-out father—sounds good.Takumi even thought to himself, how wonderful it would be if this was the case.

Never mind that.One day he will make it clear in person, what is there to worry about?There is no doubt that I will slowly change when I am with him, and it is in the direction of a serious person.Isn't that all right? After arriving in Nagoya, as last time, they took the Meitetsu to Jingumae Station.When we arrived, it was dark and it was drizzling.Unknowingly, the Japanese archipelago has been surrounded by the Meiyu front.Both of them didn't bring umbrellas, so they were mentally prepared to be imprisoned and took a step forward. The dark blue curtain of Chunan was already clearly visible.Takumi stopped and took a deep breath.

"What?" Shi Sheng asked. "a little nervous." "what?" "Let's go." Tuo Shi took another step. The two slipped through the curtain.It was getting late, and it was raining lightly, and there were no customers in the shop.Winter Junko sat in the back room as before, still in a kimono.Seeing the two coming in, she immediately stood up and walked forward. "You guys are really here." "You know we're coming?" "Grandma Magang called today." "Oh……" Takumi understood that it was Takemi who did it.I didn't tell the old lady about coming here today, Zhumei must have told her.

"Want to meet mother?" Takumi hesitated for a moment, and replied: "Yes." The two were taken to the tea room again. "Wait a moment, please, I'll serve you tea right away." After speaking, Tojo Junko was about to go out. "Wait." Tuo Shi said, "Before meeting her, there is something I must apologize to you first." Tojo Junko tilted her neck, showing a puzzled expression. Tuoshi sat up straight again, pressed his hands on the tatami, and lowered his head deeply. "Sorry. I lost that one." "what?" "The book you gave me, the comic book. I lost something so important. No, it can't be said to be lost. I sold it to the pawnshop. I was a fool. I didn't know it was there How important it is. I really don't know how to apologize. It doesn't matter if you hit me or scold me, all in all, I'm really sorry!" Takumi's forehead had already touched the tatami.

Tojo Junko remained silent.Tuoshi didn't know what her expression was like at the moment, but he made up his mind that no matter how harsh she said, he would bear it silently. He heard a sound of exhalation, and thought that the scolding would come violently, but the words he heard next were quite peaceful. "Please wait a moment." Then came the voice of someone walking out and closing the sliding door. Takumi raised his head and looked at Shisheng. "She was very angry just now, right? Too angry, speechless?" "I didn't see it." Shi Sheng said, twisting his neck.

"Have you gone to get a sharp kitchen knife?" "how could be!" "It doesn't matter if you take a kitchen knife, I'll just let her chop it honestly." "No such thing." There were footsteps in the corridor.Takumi hastily returned to the posture of bowing his head.The sliding door was opened, and she felt her sitting down opposite. Shi Sheng exclaimed suddenly, and Takumi was startled. "Please look up." Takumi raised his head slightly, but his eyes were still closed. Tojo Junko chuckled. "Please open your eyes too." Takumi opened his eyes one by one.Seeing what was in front of him, he let out a "wow" and opened his mouth into an O shape in surprise.

It was the hand-painted "Sky Classroom", which was undoubtedly the one that was sold to the Heqiao pawnshop. "Why is this here?" "Our colleagues in Osaka told us that we found the hand-painted works of Yumezuka Nazuzuka. We have always asked our colleagues to contact us as soon as we saw the works of Yumezuka Nazuzuka. This was arranged by my mother. There were not many hand-painted works. At that time I wondered if it could be... when I saw it, it was indeed this book." Junko Tojo smiled. "I'm sorry," Tuoshi bowed his head again to apologize, "a lot of things happened." "Don't worry, as I said, how to deal with it is your freedom. I am very happy that you understand the meaning of this work." Tuo Shi only bowed his head and remained silent.Looking back on his words and deeds, he felt very embarrassed. "Mr. Takumi, can I give this book to you again now?" "Give it to me? Is that okay?" Tojo Junko nodded. "No one is entitled to own this book except you." Tuoshi reached out to take the manga, and found that the feel was obviously different from the first time he touched it, and a warm current rushed straight into his heart. "By the way, I also have something I must show you." He opened the bag and took out a letter—the letter that Sumiko wrote to him.He handed the letter to Tojo Junko. Tojo Junko looked at the recipient's name and nodded. "I heard my mother talk about this letter, and I understand the content." "Please read it." "No, this is from your mother." She put the letter in front of Tuo Shi, "Mother will be very happy to know that this letter has reached your hands safely." "Uh... how's the situation now?" Junko Tojo tilted his head slightly. "It's good and bad. Then, we'll go to Mother's..." "Okay." Takumi said, looking her in the eyes. Takumi followed Tojo Junko down the long corridor.He found that the smell of Japanese dim sum permeated every corner of the house, and he didn't pay attention to it when he came last time. Walking to the room at the end of the corridor, Tojo Junko sat down and opened the sliding door.She looked up at Takumi and nodded, as if to say "please". Takumi looked into the room, and saw that there was a futon inside, and Sumiko Tojo was lying on it, her eyes seemed to be still closed.Sitting beside her was a woman in white, which was exactly the same as last time. "Madam." The woman in white called out.Sumiko didn't respond. "Come in," Tojo Junko said.Tuoshi walked into the room, but sat down far away from the bedding. "Closer..." Tojo Junko said. Takumi didn't move.He looked straight at Sumiko.She blinked a few times and closed her eyelids again. "Uh, sorry," Takumi licked his lips, "can we be alone for a while?" "Ah? But..." The woman in white looked up at Junko Tojo in bewilderment. "Yes." Tojo Junko replied immediately, and looked at the woman in white, and asked, "Just for a while, should you be fine?" "Well, this..." "Then let's get out of here." The woman in white still hesitated, but she glanced at Sumiko and stood up.After the two left, Shi Sheng also got up and walked out. After there were only two people left in the room, Takumi still sat there for a while, and Sumiko remained motionless. "Hmm..." Tuoshi said, "Are you asleep?" Sumiko's eyes remained closed.Tuoshi coughed dryly, cleared his throat, and moved a little closer to the quilt. "You may be asleep, but I have something to say to you here, so I'll say it. Maybe you can't hear me, and there's nothing you can do about it." He scratched his face and cleared his throat again, "What do you say What about it? Anyway, I'm very sorry for what happened last time, and I didn't know many things at the time." He frowned, scratched his head, patted his knee again, and looked at Sumiko again. "It's not your fault," he said. At this moment, he felt Sumiko's eyelashes move.He watched intently, but her eyes remained closed, motionless. Takumi swallowed, and took a deep breath. "It's not your fault." He said again, "Although the ups and downs are unclear, it's not your fault. My life can only depend on myself. In the future, I won't blame you anymore. I want to say That's it. Well, one more thing. I thank you for having me. Thank you." Takumi touched the ground with his hands and lowered his head. Sumiko didn't answer, and seemed to be asleep, but it didn't matter anymore.Tuoshi came here today just to bow his head like this. Takumi let out a breath, stood up, and wanted to go out and call Tojo Junko.But when he saw Sumiko's sleeping face, he was taken aback. Something broke in his chest.The brokenness was about to blurt out into a voice, but he tried his best to hold back.He stood like a stone statue. After a few breaths, Takumi felt that all the strength in his body had disappeared.He put his hands in his trouser pockets, approached the bedding, and held out his hands. He held a crumpled handkerchief tightly, stretched his trembling hands to Sumiko's cheek, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.