Memories in the Old Garden (2)
Uwaaah… Kugunii’s driving~ (giggles)…
Didn’t think you’d be this happy about it.
It’s because I didn’t think I’d ever be able to ride in your car! You’re a really good driver, Kugunii.
Is that so? I’m glad you like it.
Anyway, it sounds like your brother is holding up well. He was just on tour abroad not too long ago, wasn’t he?
Yeah. I heard he was going to perform at a festival here in Japan next, but he’s freaking out because there’s a chance he’s gonna perform with Mom.
Oh, really.
…We had a tiny concert in our garden a long time ago. Do you remember?
I do, actually. Everyone showed up, even your parents1.
I couldn’t really play whatever I wanted like I can now, but it was still a ton of fun…
When my stomach growled, I had a warm cup of coffee and a maple donut.
Coffee? I remember it being café au lait2. With lots of milk and sugar.
L-Let’s just pretend it was coffee! It was just my way of trying to act all grown-up!
…I want to play music like that again.
I want to play music with you, Kugunii, while laughing together with everyone.
…It’s getting cloudy.
It’ll rain this afternoon. Did you bring an umbrella?
I didn’t, but I’ll borrow my brother’s, so it’s fine.
That would make him worried. Good.
We’re here. You can get out.
We’re here already… Time really flew while we were talking.
Huh…? You’re not coming, Kugunii?
I already told you that I was on my way out too, didn’t I? Go ahead on your own, Nanaki.
…Okay.
Someday…
Someday, we’ll go in together.
That’s a promise, Kugunii.
Nanaki leaves.
A promise, huh…
(Even if that promise is broken, I don’t have a hand to extend anymore.)
Sounds like it’ll end up being an empty promise, Nanaki.