Amiya and Yumiro were eating their breakfast quietly.
"How's the letter, Amiya?" he asked, slowly chewing his food.
"I'm still waiting for a response, brother Yumiro; it's been a day since I returned the letter," she said, then sat in front of him.
"There's no doubt in my mind that you'll be chosen by that businessman," he said, encouraging her. "Don't worry, Amiya; they'll be standing in front of our door tomorrow."
"Thank you so much, brother Yumiro," she said with a smile. Once I started to work at him we'll find the best doctor in the world to cure your legs."
He paused for a second as he remembered the excruciating pain he was experiencing. 'If I said that to her, I'd just add to Amiya's problems.'
"What's going on, Brother Yumiro? Why are you dumbfounded there? I just said we'll find the best doctor to cure your legs," Amiya said, gradually waving her hand.
