What Mr. Wakabashi said to Heisuke kept lingering in the latter's mind yet, he didn't show it on his face.
It was a past that he wanted to put behind. There was no need to think about it any further. He just wished that he won't ever cross paths with that man again.
Finally, the first school week had begun in November. The night class was held on Monday, Wednesday and Friday from seven to ten in the evening. Due to the scheduled hours, the warehouse staffs were able to rest properly at home before attending the classes.
As the days passed by, the temperature grew colder. Still, to Hisaki, it was warmer than her hometown in the north. The day got shorter as the night turned longer.
Tonight was the last class for the week. Hisaki brought out a thermal flask from her bag. She passed it to Heisuke who had just unlocked the bike from its place.
"Drink first. I got the hot water from the pantry."
