Takeshita Kusaoke, who was in a hurry, arrived at Waseda Elementary School more than half an hour late. He strode towards the indoor basketball hall, and when he was about to walk to the door, groups of people were facing him and walking outside. He didn't move on, but stopped and searched for the figure of Beichuan's mother and daughter in the flow of people with his eyes.

Miyuki Kitagawa, who has always been depressed and in a bad mood, puffs out her cheeks like a little toad, after all, everyone else is accompanied by her parents, and she is once again accompanied by her mother. Afraid that others would say or doubt that she didn't have a father, she walked out of the indoor basketball hall of Waseda Elementary School with the flow of people unhappily.

As soon as she came out, Miyuki Kitagawa, whose eyes lit up, saw her father standing about ten meters in front of her. It was as if she was covered with cold frost on her little face, and she was able to melt away the coldness in an instant, and she bloomed into a bright smile. I was so excited that I couldn't help myself, and I stretched out my arms and trotted towards my father.

The grass mustard under Takeshita, who loves her daughter, also opened her hands to meet her, and hugged her. And Kitagawa Miyuki, who clasped her father's neck with her hands, habitually put her little face on the side of his big face, and suddenly complained: "Oops...... Dad, why did you come here without shaving? You've got all your beard tied up with me. ”

At this time, I remembered that I hadn't shaved before going out, so I put my face a little farther away, looked at her with two eyes, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry." ”

Miyuki Kitagawa, who had a happy smile on her face, grabbed his neck with one hand, and gently stroked her face that was pierced by her father's beard with the other, and laughed very happily.

"Your father and daughter have a really good relationship. I was very envious. Following all the mothers of the first grade class A, San-san walked from the indoor basketball hall to the outdoors Kako Kitagawa, and did not speak first, but was walked next to her, and the well-dressed mother of Ishikawa Nisia blurted out with a smile.

Realizing that there was indeed something inappropriate, Takeshita Grass Mustard put the daughter he was holding in both hands on the ground, but he took the initiative to stretch out his right hand and pull her left hand.

"Hello, I'm Ishikawa Ya's mother. My daughter is in the same Year 1 Class A as your daughter. Why don't you go to the dads? Ishikawa Thea's mother, who noticed that her daughter had a lot of communication with Miyuki Kitagawa in the indoor basketball hall, was holding her daughter's hand with one hand and asked with a smile.

"Hello. I'm not very sociable, and I'm more withdrawn, so I don't like to go to people. Takeshita Kusaoke, who was simply polite to her, has long understood that Japanese mothers will form a group of mothers because their children are in the same class, and fathers will also form another group of fathers according to the gourd painting.

On the surface, this is all for children, but in fact it is a mutually beneficial platform for network development. After all, children who can attend private Waseda elementary schools are born into middle-class families. Otherwise, the expensive school here every semester is not something that ordinary Japanese families can afford.

"You have to make some sacrifices for the sake of your children! In the future, when we organize a trip together, we will not isolate your family of three! Ishikawa Shia's mother, who said it very realistically, moved her body a little, looked at her own man not far away, waved her right hand, smiled and said with her happiness: "Husband, there is another person from your side here." ”

In the direction of his wife, Ishikawa Shia's father, who walked straight over, stopped in front of Takeshita Kusaoke, took out a business card from the business card case, handed it out with both hands, and said with a polite smile: "Hello, my name is Ishikawa Kuan." This is my business card. ”

Takeshita Mustard, who let go of his daughter's little hand, took it with both hands, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I don't have a business card." Not only Ishikawa Hiroshi, but also his mother San, who was standing not far from here, were stunned for a moment, after all, it is really too rare to see a man who does not use a business card in the current society. Even the cowherd in the nightclub has a personal business card.

Only those who are dispatched from the bottom of the society, and low-income employees who are employees of informal companies, do not have business cards with them, after all, they do this here for a while, and go to another place to do other work every once in a while. It is precisely because of the instability of the workplace, coupled with the instability of the work content, that the business card is inevitable.

"What do you do?" Understand that his words should not belong to the absence of a business card, but to Ishikawa Hiroshi who forgot to bring it with him, or to believe that the other party and himself belong to the same social class of a large company office worker, after all, this person who can send his child to Waseda Elementary School will definitely not belong to the low-income group.

"Textual work." The business card in his hand was Takeshita Kusaoke, who looked at it, and it became clear that the identity of the other party was a section leader in the sales department of Sanyo Electric.

"Could it be that you and Matsui Aki's father are walking together? He is currently working as a screenwriter for a TV station? Ishikawa Kuan's first reaction was very natural, and he thought of this aspect.

"It's amazing, you husband and wife are amazing. You're an actress and your husband is a TV writer. Most of the people in the Mama-san group invariably turned their eyes to Matsui Aki's mother and let out a polite sigh.

Matsui Aki's mother, who was dressed fashionably and repeatedly showed that she was a professional actress and had played any role in those TV dramas, suddenly smiled more and more vividly: "See you laugh." See smiled. ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, Takeshita Kusaoke, who had not had time to speak, was suddenly approached by Yona Shinoda, the homeroom teacher of Class A of the first grade, and interrupted, "I'm sorry, excuse me." Excuse me, are you Miyuki's father, Mr. Takeshita Kusaoke? ”

Naturally, the attention fell on Takeshita Grass Mustard, and she found that she didn't know the young woman in front of her who had a good appearance and temperament, so she simply responded: "Hello, I'm Takeshita Grass Mustard." Do we know each other? ”

Shinoda Yona, who was very excited all of a sudden, almost threw herself on him with open arms, and said overjoyedly: "My name is Shinoda Yona, and I am a loyal reader of yours." I'm the one who likes your work the most. Not only do I have all of the works you have published, but I have read them carefully. Of Takeshita's two recently published works, I have read "Human Disqualification" more than ten times, and "I Am a Cat" three times. ”