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The soft jingling of the bell above the bookstore door greeted Max as he entered, Kota strapped snugly to his chest. The familiar scent of old paper and fresh coffee filled the air, and for the first time in a long while, Max felt a sense of purpose.
He had been officially hired at Noriko's bookstore just a few days ago. What had initially started as casual help here and there had turned into a real job, something Max hadn't thought he'd find so soon after his life had taken such a drastic turn. The bookstore, quaint and cozy, was the perfect place for him to figure out the next steps in his life. It was peaceful, and most importantly, Kota could be with him.
As he walked toward the counter, Noriko appeared from behind a tall stack of books. Her face lit up when she saw Max and Kota.
"Good morning!" she said cheerily, her eyes darting down to Kota. "And how's my favorite little helper today?"
Kota, still waking up from his stroller ride, gurgled in response, his tiny hands flailing.
Max smiled. "He's getting used to the early mornings, I think. Not too many complaints today."
Noriko chuckled. "That's a good sign! Maybe he'll be a morning person after all."
Max shifted the weight of the baby carrier as he walked behind the counter. "I doubt it. He takes after me in that department. Definitely not a morning person."
Noriko handed him a fresh cup of coffee. "Well, this should help you, at least. We've got a few orders to sort through, but nothing too crazy. Should be a quiet day."
Max took a grateful sip of the coffee, the warmth soothing his nerves. He hadn't worked in a bookstore before, but Noriko had been patient, showing him how things worked, teaching him the ropes. It was a far cry from the stress of his previous jobs, and with Kota there by his side, it felt… right.
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The day passed peacefully, with Max helping customers find books, stocking shelves, and handling the occasional phone order. Every now and then, Kota would let out a little coo or giggle, and the customers couldn't help but smile at the sight of the baby tucked against Max's chest.
One older woman, her face kind and weathered by years of life experience, approached the counter with a stack of mystery novels. She peered down at Kota, her eyes twinkling.
"Well, isn't he just the sweetest thing," she said, gently touching one of Kota's tiny hands. "Is he your little helper?"
Max smiled, a touch of pride in his voice. "Yep, he's doing his best to help Dad keep things running smoothly."
The woman chuckled, her smile warm. "You're doing a great job. It's not easy, raising a child, but it looks like you've got a handle on it."
Max thanked her, ringing up her books as Kota babbled happily. It was moments like these that made the rough days feel worth it—small reminders that he wasn't as lost as he had felt before. He was figuring it out, step by step, even if it was slow going.
As the afternoon wore on, Noriko joined him behind the counter, carrying a stack of new arrivals. "So," she said, placing the books down with a soft thud, "how's it going so far? You surviving your first full day?"
Max nodded, adjusting Kota in his carrier. "Yeah, it's… actually kind of nice. Peaceful, even. A lot less stressful than my last job, that's for sure."
Noriko smiled, handing him a book to sort. "Well, you're doing great. And Kota's definitely the star of the show. Everyone loves him."
Max glanced down at Kota, who was now peacefully napping against his chest. "Yeah, he's the real draw. I'm just here for backup."
They both laughed, the sound of it light and easy. It felt good—working alongside Noriko, being able to bring Kota with him. It was a far cry from the chaotic, overwhelming life he had been living just months before.
Noriko reached out, touching Max's arm gently. "I'm really glad you're here, Max. You and Kota both. I know things haven't been easy, but you're doing a great job."
Max's smile softened, a hint of emotion in his eyes. "Thanks, Noriko. I honestly don't know what I'd be doing without this place… without you."
Noriko gave him a reassuring smile before stepping back to sort through more books. Max couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude wash over him. After everything—after the heartbreak, the uncertainty, the overwhelming weight of fatherhood—he was finally starting to feel like he had a direction again.
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Later in the afternoon, after a lull in customers, Max took a moment to step outside for some fresh air. The crisp autumn breeze was refreshing, and he found himself breathing a little easier. Kota was still napping, his tiny breaths steady against Max's chest.
As Max leaned against the side of the building, his thoughts drifted. It wasn't lost on him how lucky he was to have Noriko in his life. She had given him more than just a job—she had given him a lifeline when he needed it most.
Just then, a familiar voice broke through his thoughts.
"Well, if it isn't the hardworking father of the year."
Max looked up, startled, only to see Kenji strolling down the sidewalk, a smirk on his face. He stopped in front of Max, hands in his pockets. "How's it going, man?"
Max chuckled, shaking his head. "Kenji, what are you doing here?"
Kenji shrugged. "Thought I'd swing by, see how things were going at your new job. Plus, I needed to buy a book for my niece's birthday."
"Sure, sure," Max said, rolling his eyes playfully. "How convenient."
Kenji laughed, glancing down at Kota. "And how's the little guy?"
"He's good," Max said, his voice softening. "He's adjusting to everything pretty well. Probably better than I am, honestly."
Kenji's expression turned serious for a moment. "You're doing great, Max. I mean that. I know it's tough, but you're handling it."
Max gave him a grateful nod. "Thanks, Kenji. It's been… a lot, but I'm getting there."
Kenji grinned, patting him on the shoulder. "Well, let me know if you ever need a break. I'm sure I can find some time to babysit this little champ."
Max chuckled. "I'll keep that in mind."
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The day came to an end, and Max and Noriko closed up the shop together. It had been a quiet but productive day, and Max felt a sense of accomplishment as they locked the doors behind them.
"Thanks for today," Max said as they stood outside the bookstore, the cool evening air wrapping around them.
Noriko smiled. "Of course. I'm glad you're here, Max. I mean it."
Max shifted Kota in his carrier, glancing down at his son. "Yeah… me too."
They parted ways, and as Max walked home with Kota, he couldn't help but feel a sense of peace settle over him. The future still felt uncertain in a lot of ways, but for the first time in a long time, Max felt like he was taking the ri
ght steps.
And with Kota by his side, he knew he wasn't alone.
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*End of Chapter 10.*