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scared when my cane is grabbed, he tried to explain in a fading
voice, but he was sure it hadnât reached anyoneâs ears. \n\nââŠâŠever
since then, I havenât spoken much with any of my coworkers.â\n\nThe
day after that incident no one would speak to him. It was a workplace
with a lot of women to begin with. Making an enemy of one woman may
have made being spurned inevitable. His only saving grace was his
department wasnât one that required much conversation with others.
However, the one who had the most opportunities to have even the most
limited âconversationsâ with was Yamauchi. Dealing with her sighs and
sharp tone she didnât even try to conceal was rough until he got used
to it. Yamauchi would say things like, heâs a burden, and, even though
he doesnât work as much as us, he still gets paid the same wages, as
she passed by his seat behind him, but he swallowed down his words.
Kusamakura didnât say anything when Tatsumi got quiet. \n\nââŠâŠhuh,
is he still beside me?\n\nHe became uneasy when Kusamakura didnât
say a word. Him âdisappearingâ could have just meant he had moved away
from the blind Tatsumi without saying anything. Tatsumi couldnât
sense where he was. Even though he couldnât see, he turned his face
toward where Kusamakura should have been. \n\nâAah.â\n\nKusamakura responded quietly to Tatsumiâs gesture.