Chapter 21 - Cafe Fleur

"Ah! I forget...Here is the boquet....I have picked up for you. " Kei said while handing out set of flowers to haruto...Haruto took the flowers closer to him 

 Symbolizing happiness, optimism, and cheerfulness, sunflowers are a bright and uplifting choice for a get-well-soon bouquet. They convey a message of wishing for a speedy recovery and a return to bright days

Even thought he might not admit, hanging out with intellectual like kei since childhood has increased his iq by huge margin.

"Thank you " Haruto answered and placed the boquet in a flower vase

"You know what I think we should go outside and have fun " Haruto suggested

"No! You must be tired...You should probably rest " She whispered while trying to get him back into bed and slowly pushed him into bed

"No...I don't think I will. I have been in bed since whole week. I wanna go out and touch some grass" Haruto responded

Kei put her hand on her chin and is thinking deeply and she responded " I think so...We will meet at afternoon....At the cafe....my treat " 

"Why can't we go know? We should go now " Haruto complained, he eagerly wanted to talk with her more. It seems like facing near death has made him raised the value of people surrounding him and especially he wanted to confirm and understand what happened when he was at hospital

"Don't be hasty...We haven't worn any proper clothes...and besides... " She muttered at the last part

"You don't have to, you look good on even casual clothes, and I want to talk with you Kei. You worry too much about what people think " Haruto responded as he got up and moved closer to him

"T-That's not the point...It's just....just.....I want to " She responded hastily and stormed from the room with quick steps.

Kei's image of being embrassed got burned and stored in the memory of haruto's brain.

Haruto didn't understand why he keeps track of useless things like this and he won't remember about important information in exams and other's birthdays and invitations.

"Dress up neatly huh? " Haruto whispered and he moved around the room.

Haruto didn't like to admit it, but she was right. Dressing neatly and presenting yourself is as important as it plays like a hidden variable which can have huge impact. 

Haruto doesn't have to be the most handsome guy in the world nor he need to be applying comsetics. But all he should do is to take a bath, wash himself properly and have a proper routine and wear some well groomed clothes.

He should probably ask his mother to laundry for him, as Haruto doesn't know how to wash his clothes, he just put all his clothes on the washing machine and dry them off and wear it when it was dry, he didn't iron or fold the clothes properly, he didn't know what is decent and acceptable things in society. He realized the importance of a guardian, maybe it's what his new mom meant.

Haruto went into the bathtub and turned on the shower, he took headbath, he wanted to use shampoo, but he used little since he was afraid it would effect his hair. So he used as little chemical as possibe.

"I should probably buy mom sweets and give her a kiss " Haruto whispered as he picked up decently groomed clothes touko-san did for him. Since she has helped him and healed him. He realized what he has been looking. 

Haruto sat in a corner and introspected his life

Haruto always wanted to have women like touko serving and be close to him, and in turn he would do it for them...He wanted to form a mutal agreement. He knows what he wants but yet he failed to realize untill that moment...What if he died earlier without getting to know what he even wanted.

He was too afraid of failing and having lost his view of his world, he was afraid that he might end up as another loser...he used to think he was worthless with his only value being a hard-working student and good grades...that's what he thought he was. He thought no one would care for him if he died.

After facing 'DEATH' he realized. No matter how strong or weak or accomplished he is, he can't change the situations when he himself can't even change himself. He wanted him to be acknowledge when he himself can't even acknowledge him. 

Hard-working student and good grades.....Why should he settle with only value as those...What if he didn't get good grades or didn't work hard. Would he be useless without those things...He made those things possible, those things are shit without him. Meaningless

All the people who don't acknowledge him and the all the people who don't like the way he does things....Are irrelevant to him. Since the only person who must acknowledge him is himself.

"Why everytime i take bath, I feel like I did phd in philosphy " Haruto spoke as he left the room while leaving in the room....left hanging?

He should be folllowed

Haruto went out of the house and travlled around the tokyo..He might not bother to know the place he lives in, but he would recognize it as he lives in this place.

Haruto first wandered off and checked the nearby cafes, Kei didn't said which cafe since she left in a hurry...So he had to guess.

Haruto thought which cafe she would be there...

There are 8 cafes in total...nearby region

1.A maid cafe named angelica

2.cafe stella: A cafe with a vintage aesthetic or focusing on retro comfort food.

3.Cafe Noir: A dimly lit, sophisticated cafe specializing in dark roasts and jazz music. It could attract Kei if she wanted a quiet, introspective atmosphere.

4.Cafe Fleur: A floral-themed cafe known for its delicate pastries and fragrant teas. This could suit Kei if she has a romantic or feminine side.

Cafe Owl Post: A whimsical cafe with an owl theme, potentially offering unique postal services.

Cafe Pawsitive Place: A cat cafe where customers can interact with friendly felines.

Cafe Bookworm: A cozy cafe with a large library, perfect for bibliophiles.

Cafe Wanderlust: A travel-themed cafe featuring different international snacks and drinks.

Haruto thought and removed the odd ones out....and he got cafe bookworm or cafe noir as kei's likely places to go.

But, haruto thought for a while and re-evaluated his thinking...It might seem odd for kei to be girly and bit out of place for her....But she would definetly would be there....

Kei gave the biggest hint about making herself ready....it might fool someone who doesn't know her but it's simple

Kei wasn't someone who would care for apperances and she was striaght to the point and she contradictaed herself...

Haruto thanked himself in the mind...God job haruto but what's the point

Haruto went to the cafe to check if he was a correct, it was not about whether she is there or not but whether he was right on his deduction...

Haruto went to cafe and there was she there sitting in a chair alonside a chair and she placed her bag on there to secure a spot

Haruto moved closer to her...She is wearing a sailor school uniform ..It hugged her and fit her perfectly...It adds a nostagelic touch to it and she appears with a medium skirt enough to cover her knees.

The length of the skirts is what girls fight for in junior high and high school. The shorter you get to wear it, the higher you are recognized in the school hierarchy system. What after-school club haruto belong to adds an extra layer to it - at Haruto's school, girls in the cheerleading club reigned at the top.

If you cut your skirt short, your teachers will send you to the faculty room for your ignorance of the school rule.

If you wear shorter than your upperclassmen, they will send you to the back of your school for your (unintended) arrogance.

If you keep it as long as it originally is, your classmates will send you to a corner of the classroom with the label "that nerdy girl".

They had to develop thicker skin (literally) to survive in the cold school community.

Haruto himself is fond of this rule, and thanked the japanese, for his country men.

Although haruto changed a bit, he can't comepetely change himself. And he has his own teen age urges.....But that's that

But the time is now 10:30 and they both have agreed to meet at 12:00 noon.

Then why kei is doing here at this time and why she choose the uniform for meeting him.