"I'm very sorry," Koizumi Katsuko apologized softly.
"Why?"
Koshiba Tarou's tone was full of confusion.
"Because you can't watch the rain with me."
Koizumi Katsuko hung up the phone and walked out of the hotel room.
...
"Jerry, don't save money for me, should we add a hoof flower soup?"
At a decent local restaurant near the Fitz Campus, Mona dabbed her mouth with a napkin and waved to call over the waiter.
"No, Miss Sande Nu, I'm really quite full, let me get this," Jerry put down the silver spoon, looking at the flickering candle stands and roses in front of him.
This was a cozy candlelit restaurant that couples often visit and not as upscale as the Italian restaurant in the Embassy District he'd been to previously, but it did have a good ambiance.
Rain, piano, roses, a couple of foreign tourists at the next table were silently kissing.
Everything was so romantic,
