The leaves of the elm in the courtyard had parted ways with their tender buds, with the streets and alleys of the Shinjuku District welcoming the feast of early summer, Dubian Che began preparations for their anniversary.
"Go on a trip?"
"No time."
"If you don't have time, nothing can be done. It's your one-year anniversary, Meiji, can't you take a day off for love?"
Jiutiao Meijie's lips curled into a scornful smile, her seductive eyes idly gazing at Dubian Che.
Because of a novel submission, she too sat by the elmwood table, facing Kiyono Lin.
"From the evening of the 28th to noon on the 30th," she said.
"One day's time, it's only enough for domestic travel," Dubian Che's mind conjured up the map of the Island Country.
The farthest south are Kyushu and Okinawa, a little north is Shikoku, and farther north you'll find Wakayama, Nara, Osaka, Kyoto...
"Is it just to travel?" Jiutiao Meijie asked with a smiling grin.
