Adachi at Sunset
“I hate this,” Shimamura grumbled. “When you get off work, that should be it. It’s worse than school. At least I could fall asleep pretending I was working on homework. My boss will yell at…”
Shimamura looked up from her papers scattered on the table to Adachi, who was on the couch with her favorite blanket. Adachi was staring vacantly past her. It was still embarrassing how Adachi would stare at her while pretending to watch TV, but Shimamura was used to it. Looking past her was a new, irritating surprise.
“What are you looking at?” Shimamura asked.
As expected, Adachi’s eyes darted around, and she tugged at her hair.
Not receiving an answer, Shimamura looked behind her. “Wow, glorious.” It was indeed. Golden light illuminated the sky and red tinted the edges of the clouds.
“Were you admiring the sunset?” Adachi was usually oblivious to things like that, so Shimamura’s curiosity was piqued.
Adachi shook her head yes and then violently no. “No,” she muttered, looking both alarmed and confused.
Part 1 <Continued>
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