How many times have we talked about part-time work?
I squeeze the platypusâs hand even tighter.
The few times I have talked about part-time work in the past have not ended well for me.
ăWhat do you think, Miyagi?ă
What a question she is asking me, but Sendai-sanâs answer is obvious. Besides, this is not the first time Iâve heard this conversation.
I remember her saying,ăIâm thinking of doing a short-term job that I can do only during winter break.ă
I let go of the platypus hand that I was holding tightly.
ăI heard it before. You said youâre going to work part-time during winter break.ă
ăMay I?ă
I donât dislike Sendai-san trying to get my permission to work part-time, but I wish I didnât have to ask her since I already knew the answer from the beginning.
ăDo what you want.ă
Efforts to change answers that I know I canât change are just a waste of time. The only thing that can be gained by continuing with meaningless efforts is frustration with Sendai-san.
ăIs that what you really think?ă
Sendai-san says quietly and pats the platypus on the head.
ăIt doesnât matter if thatâs what I think or not.ă
ăIt does.ă
ăWith or without, you can do what you want.ă
I grab Sendai-sanâs hand as she strokes the platypus and place it on the floor. Instead of her, I stroke the platypusâ head.
ăDoes that mean I can have a part-time job?ă
Sendai-sanâs voice is cautious and probing.
ăIâm not saying itâs a good idea. But you want to save money because you donât plan on going home if your job doesnât work out.ă
ăYou remembered that story.ă
Sendai-san said somewhat happily, but I was not happy at all.
ăI remember. So I think you can do whatever you want.ă
ăJust say yes.ă
I hear a voice forcing me to say something I donât want to say, and I pull out a tissue. I ran away from Sendai-sanâs hand, which was supposed to be on the floor, as she touched my hand and tried to squeeze it. I then curled up a tissue and threw it at Sendai-san.
ăSendai-san, what is this?ă
ăWhat is this, what do you mean?ă
Sendai-san picked up a lump of tissue that hit her body and fell to the floor, and threw it into a trash can. However, the white lump didnât reach the trash can and fell to the floor with a thud.
ăSendai-san, you donât listen to me when I say I donât want you to do something. Iâm not going to change my answer when you ask, so do what you want.ă
My opinion is not that important to Sendai-san.
Besides, it is I who should change my opinion.
I am the one who insists on my roommate having a part-time job, and I am the one who is crazy.
Anyone would do part-time work.
Asakura-san does it, and Maika might do it too.
So, if Sendai-san wants to work part-time, she can do so, and she is doing so now. Whether she increases or decreases is up to her. It is not for me to say.
I know exactly what Iâm talking about.
I understand, I just donât feel like it.
If it was Maika who said she was going to work part-time in front of me, I could just say, âI see.â I could just smile and say, âThatâs good, go for it.â But when Iâm dealing with Sendai-san, I canât do the same thing. Even though I know it in my head, my mouth starts speaking differently and I canât stop it.
ăEven if the outcome is already decided, I want Miyagi to say itâs good for me. I belong to Miyagi, so make sure you give me permission.ă
There is a strong will in her eyes, and no matter how I look at it, she is not going to accept my opinion. What I really wanted to say in the back of my throat sank deep into the bottomless pit of my heart as if pushed by Sendai-sanâs straight eyes. Some of what I want to say turns into something muddy and sludgy.
ăâŚthe part-time job, when will it start?ă
ăAfter Christmas is over.ă
ăHow long is it?ă
ăI plan to do it until the end of winter break.ă
ăIf youâve already decided, why donât you just do it on your own?ă
Sendai-san belongs to me, so she shouldnât do something selfish without me.
I know that to think so is just selfishness, and I know that I am just spoiled by Sendai-san who accepts most of my words.
Still, I cannot return the wordăokayăthat Sendai-san wants me to say.
ăMiyagi.ă
I was called strongly and I look at the blue stone on Sendai-sanâs ear.
My replacement is there, itâs okay.
Why canât I think otherwise?
I gave her the earrings to take my place and I donât think sheâs okay with it. I just get frustrated with Sendai-san who tries to force me to change my opinion even though sheâs mine.
ăâŚI told you, I donât like empty houses.ă
I blurted out and looked down at the platypus. I squeeze the soft little hand and look only at the platypus.
ăItâs not that I wonât come home, or that I wonât work all day long. Iâll stay by your side until I go to my part-time job, and Iâll stay by your side after I get back. You can sleep with me.ă
ăI never asked you to sleep with me, and you donât have to do that.ă
Thatâs not what I want from Sendai-san.
I want her to stay here without going to her part-time job, not until she goes to her part-time job or after she comes back, and I want her to stay within my sight, not to sleep with me.
ăI was kidding about sleeping together. If I donât have to do that, tell me what to do.ă
I hear a soft voice and see Sendai-san.
I gulp down what I want to say, because itâs not what I should say.
ăOn your part-time job, wear those earrings.ă
The stone that means the month I was born is not enough to bind Sendai-san. But I canât find any other mark that anyone can see that I can put on her, so I have to put up with the blue stone.
ăI told you Iâd keep them on.ă
ăâŚIâll mark you, as well.ă
At times like this, Sendai-san will do whatever you say.
The other day, instead of asking me to do a part-time job, I asked her a question,ăTell me if you did it yourself,ăand got an answer. Thatâs why, I would like something instead of saying words that Iâm not willing to say today.
I want something that Sendai-san is as uncomfortable with as I am, but I still have to say itâs okay.
ăOkay.ă
ăIâll put it where I want to put it, and youâll never complain.ă
ăYou can put as much as you want where you want, and if there are other requests, I can do that too, Miyagi.ă
ăDonât go anywhere over winter break except your part-time job.ă
ăOkay.ă
The word âokayâ comes back too easily and is out of sync.
ăSendai-san. Are you going to say okay, no matter what I say?ă
ăIf only I could.ă
ăâŚWhat if I told you to take off your clothes, underwear, and everything youâre wearing right here, right now?ă
She doesnât want to do anything.
She just wants to annoy me.
ăIs that what Miyagi wants me to do?ă
ăWhat if I told you it was?ă
ăâŚThatâs okay. Iâll let Miyagi take it off for me.ă
Sendai-san says it like itâs nothing.
I reached out and touched her cheek.
I slid my fingers down, strokes her neck, and then reached around her neck and into her clothes to touch her shoulders.
Sendai-san doesnât move, nor does she change her facial expression.
She just looks straight at me.
Perhaps her words do not lie.
I can take off her clothes and underwear at this point.
But I donât know where Iâve taken everything off.
I donât know myself well. When I am with Sendai-san, my mind is messed up with all the things I donât understand.
ăMiyagi, why donât you take them off?ă
Sendai-sanâs voice brings to mind the promise she made me to wait until Christmas.
I wonder what will happen to that promise if I continue to undress her.
I let go of the hand that touched Sendai-sanâs without being able to make up my mind.
ăYou can work part-time.ă
I donât know what I want to do, and I end up saying words I donât want to say.
Itâs not interesting.
I glare at Sendai-san as if to vent my frustration.
ăThanks.ă
ăAlso, you donât have to ask about your part-time jobs every time. Itâs frustrating that you force me to say yes. If you want more part-time jobs, you can get more on your own.ă
ăIâll ask you every time, so say itâs good every time.ă
ăYou donât have to ask, so donât tell me.ă
I donât want to hear about part-time work.
I donât even want to reply.
It makes me angry to have more added without my permission, but it makes me nauseous to have the answerăokayăpulled from the back of my throat like this every time.
I hold the platypus to my chest and pat its head.
Even without Sendai-san, I have the crocodile tissue cover in my room and the stuffed black cat. I donât like an empty house, but I am not a child who cannot stay home alone.
I pull a piece of tissue from the platypus.
As I was making white lumps as I had done earlier, Sendai-san quietly called meăMiyagi.ă
ăWhat?ă
ăIf thereâs a warm day during winter break, letâs go to the zoo like we promised.ă
ăWhy are you suddenly changing the subject?ă
ăThatâs fine. Weâve already worked out the part-time thing, and now weâre talking about the zoo.ă
ăGoing to the zoo, thatâs impossible. Youâre going to work part-time during winter break, arenât you?ă
I throw a white mass towards next to me.
ăThere are days when I donât. Also, after my part-time job, I would like to have dinner together and watch a movie in my room or Miyagiâs room. If you donât want to go to the movies, we can play video games.ă
Picking up a rolled up tissue, Sendai-san says in a gentle voice to put me in a good mood. But when I keep quiet, not wanting to reply, she takes away my platypus.
ăMiyagi.ă
She calls me small and puts her lips on my ears without refusal.
ăSendai-san, youâre too close.ă
I take the platypus back and push her arm.
ăI want to get closer more.ă
I want to keep her away, but Sendai-san whispers in my ear and holds my hand, as she should. Her lips were on my ear again, and something raw and warm and wet touched my earlobe. For all intents and purposes, it is the tip of her tongue, crawling over the ear, lips pressed against my neck.
Wait until Christmas.
The words I didnât want to be aware of make my heart race and thud.
ăThe promised day, not yet, right?ă
I push Sendai-sanâs shoulder and ask her.
ăI havenât gotten a response saying thatâs okay.ă
ăForcing me to answer is, frustrating.ă
I have given up on the part-time job, but I will respond to other matters when I want to. I donât want Sendai-san to decide when to reply.
ăItâs okay. Iâm only going to kiss you now.ă
Not knowing what is okay, her lips lightly touch mine once and immediately leave.
I am relieved that sheâs not lying when she says she only kisses me. But I squeezed the platypusâs hand, feeling somewhat unsatisfied.