Tsuki to Suppin ch9

p1
>This week
>has been pretty exhausting~

>Oh yeah.
>My allowance has arrived...

>It smells like the ocean.

>I'm still
>kinda bad with Tokyo.
>The windows are all stacked together like slices of bread...

p2
>Kya~

p3
>It's been a while
>since I've had that dream...

>Saturday.

>I don't have the energy to walk...
>It's still a bit too early for lunch, though...

>Shiho-chan.

p4
>Sorry.
>This is gonna take a little longer.
>It's fine. I can wait.
>>Hello, Haru-chan~

>What is it?
>Your folding is so pretty.

>...With second-hand band t-shirts,
>you can inherit the feelings
>of people who love music..

>I see...

>What's with the flower?

>It's for you.

>...Hmm.

p5
>A buttercup.

>From the usual shop...

>Yeah.
>The usual.

>Huh?
>There's
>a little extra today.
>Oh, you noticed?

>My son is coming home.

p6
>I'm not sure he'll like being in such an old shop,
>but it still makes me really happy.

>Heh.
>Good for you.

>Okay,
>see you later.
>Yeah.

>Akari.

p7
>Will you be okay on your own?

>The usual flower shop lady.
>Shiho-chan.
>The udon shop lady...

>They're not slices of bread.

p8
>Rectangular windows.
>Feelings and lifestyles.
>When you put them all together, they undulate like waves.
>I guess Tokyo is a kind of ocean too.

>Tomorrow, Shiho-chan and I
>will drink coffee in the park.

>We'll go to my favorite general store...
>stop by that new donut shop...
>and then...