Daily diary of a small shop

Since Mrs. Jinmori came back, the surrounding area feels lively.Cute character, confused appearance, everything makes people have to like it.

Naturally, some things also reached her ears.For example those...

Do you think she will be reserved when she finds out?Will he observe secretly like the insiders around him?well!You underestimated her!

At this moment, she was sitting on that chair in the store, and she was watching Higa eagerly.

Higa rubbed his forehead and smiled bitterly. It was really difficult for her to answer what Mrs. Jinmori said.What is talking about love history?What does it mean to suddenly think of the past and want to find the feeling of youth with you?

Higa had a headache. If the person sitting in front of her was not Mrs. Jinmori, she would have passed it in one go.Obviously, the old man in front of her is not easy to fool.

But after Higa seriously recalled the past, she discovered with a face full of inwardness that she had no youth to speak of, let alone love.

At this moment, she could only look at Mrs. Jinsen speechlessly.

……

A long silence was not the answer Mrs. Jinmori wanted. She felt that she might have spoken too softly.So she spoke after brewing for a while.

"It is said that……"

"Huh?" Higa recovered.

"You and that..."

""

"...Then, what's the matter!" Mrs. Jinmori blurted out the words that had been hidden for a long time.

Did you really not mean it?

"Then, what?!" Higa was stunned and repeated her words.

"Hmm!" She was as excited as a child.

"...means... what?" Higa raised his hand cautiously and asked.

Whoops, this question!The old people who asked were ashamed!

How should I answer it!Mrs. Jinmori was stumped. She looked around and suddenly smiled with satisfaction.

"Look! That's it!" She pointed at Benben and said.

Higa turned his head, with black lines all over his head.

Benben was riding on the piglet she bought for him... like this, like this... Higa suddenly blushed.

"What are you talking about! No..." Her voice suddenly became louder, and then became lower and lower.

Seeing this reaction, there is something that the well-informed Mrs. Kinmori doesn't understand.She nodded knowingly, ignoring her hasty explanation.

"That person is nice, but isn't he a bit older." She recalled her previous experience of going to the grocery store to buy things.

"We didn't..." Higa explained.

"But it's not much different! It's so good, you can take care of people!"

"...You think too much, really..." Higa was still struggling.

Mrs. Jinmori looked at her again with a look of "I understand, after all, I have been here".

God! !Who can help me!

"Miss Higa!"

Here comes the help!

Higa looked hopefully at the person coming—Jinta. "What's the matter, what's the matter!"

"The store manager said that there will be something tonight, can you have dinner earlier!" He said carelessly.

"Hey! Okay." She agreed.

Something else happened at night.Could it be Ye Yisang...

Before she could finish thinking, she felt a hot gaze.

one look!It turned out to be Mrs. Jinmori.Higa recalled the brief conversation just now.

alright!Now it's even more difficult to explain.

She watched as Mrs. Jinsen said busy, don't bother, and then went out quickly.

Omayga!

Benben finally finished riding his mount, he flew onto Higa's shoulder, and lightly pecked at her hair.

Higa sighed and patted its head.

Now it's good, the more it spreads, the more chaotic it becomes.

never mind!There are more important things to do.

……

After dinner earlier than usual, Higa sat down across from Urahara with his struggling Benben.

"Are they coming back?" she asked.

"Yes, they did a good job there," he replied.

"Will Rukia come back together?"

"I don't know."

"There are times when you don't know?" Higa asked with a smile.

"Ahaha, this..." He laughed exaggeratedly.

"...What kind of world is there?" She asked the question that had been in her mind for a long time.

"It's about the same as here." He was silent for a moment and gave the answer.

Higa knew she shouldn't ask.She felt like a bad person, knowing that the other person was hurt, but still wanted the injured person to recall the moment of the injury.

But, for some reason, she couldn't control herself.

When she looked at the person in front of her, those words during the day would come to her mind.

together?like?She doesn't understand this herself.

The only thing she knows is, at this moment, the man sitting across from her.He sat very close to her, but they were actually far away.

what is love?It may be that the two people do not retreat and walk firmly towards each other.When the moment of encounter comes, love appears.

What about Higa?

As I said before, she is good at waiting and enjoys waiting.But there are always times when I can't help but want to move forward.as now.

"I'm always curious, thinking about what your world would be like." She lowered her eyes and said, as if she didn't hear his words.

"Will it rain, will it be sunny, will there be day, will there be night..." she continued.

Maybe it was the stimulation of something today, or something accumulated over time, she suddenly became irritable.Don't want to be like this, don't be like this.A voice had been talking to her, urging her to speak.

"...Then, would you like to tell me?"

Kisuke Urahara looked at her and put down the fan in his hand.He propped his head and looked at her seriously.

"sorry."

She guessed that he would say that, after all, it was him - Kisuke Urahara.Disappointment is in her heart, and vulnerability is also in her heart. She doesn't want him to know her heart.

"I'm sorry, I just said it casually, there is no need to be so grand." She smiled and said goodbye to him calmly.

"Go! Good night."

Benben seemed to feel something, it was very obedient, stood on Higa's shoulder, and followed her out.

During the short journey, Higa spurned himself hundreds of times in his heart.She was annoyed and angry, even if she couldn't tell the reason.

It may be that today's mood fluctuates too much, and she hasn't fallen asleep for a long time.She opened her eyes very wide, as if she wanted to see clearly and see through the darkness in front of her.

She thinks a lot.

Thinking about the past, thinking about the present, thinking about what happened during the day, thinking about what happened at night, thinking about what might happen now, thinking about...

Think about that "I'm sorry".

It's really strange, it's obviously not a big deal, but when she thinks about it, her eyes will feel a little sore again.

Maybe the eyes were open too long, she guessed.

She closed her eyes and turned over.

Say to yourself: Good night.