screenwriter mystery

Chapter 276 Alumni Association

Kyoto, Kita Ward, Oji Honcho.

Takahashi's house.

"Dad, what are you looking at?"

After dinner, looking at his father sitting on the tatami lost in memory, the boy poked his head out curiously.

Looking at the photo album in the hands of his father Takahashi Iya, he couldn't help asking.

"Dad is looking at pictures from his childhood."

Hearing the child's question, Takahashi showed a faint smile on his face, flipped through the photo album in his hand, looked at the old photos in it, and said reminiscingly.

"Is it because of tomorrow's class reunion?"

Holding a cup of brewed hot tea, she came to the kotatsu. His wife, Miwa, handed the tea to her husband while scanning sideways in the photo album.

"After all, I haven't seen you for 20 years."

After receiving the hot tea from his wife, Takahashi took a sip, looked down at the young faces in the photo, lost himself in memories, and sighed, "I don't know how everyone is living. how's it going."

"Dad, which one is you in the photo?"

As Takahashi sighed, the boy on the side stretched out his fingers curiously, pointed at the young faces in the photos, and turned to ask his father.

"Haha, then you have to look for it carefully."

The child's innocent question brought Takahashi back to the reality from the memory of his school days. He turned his head to look at his son's curious eyes, and then he laughed and said.

"I guess this!"

"wrong."

"this?"

"Nor."

"What about this?"

"It's still not right!"

"You boy, you are so active when buying toys, but you can't even recognize your father."

After being mistaken for himself in the photo several times in a row, Takahashi couldn't help but cursed with a smile, and at the same time pointed to his head in the corner and said, "Remember, Dad is here, don't forget."

"How do I know, Dad, you are hiding in such a corner..."

Wrinkled his nose, muttered something in a low voice, the boy glanced across the faces in the photo, and inadvertently found a figure with only half of his face in the corner than his father, and immediately stretched out his fingers curiously, pointing at Gao Qiao asked: "Father, who is this person? Why does she only show half of her face in the photo?"

Hearing his son's question, Takahashi's eyes followed the direction he was pointing and landed on his face. The expression on his face changed unnaturally, and he said prevaricationly: "It's just a classmate of Dad's middle school. ,It is nothing special."

"Oh."

Hearing his father's answer, the child didn't pay attention, and nodded slightly before turning his attention to the other photos in the album.

"husband?"

Meanwhile, his wife Meiyu noticed the strangeness in Takahashi's expression, but before she could say anything, the phone in the living room rang suddenly.

Jingle Bell--

"It's so late, who will call?"

Hearing the ringtone, the couple couldn't help but look at each other.

"Could it be the company's phone?"

"I have already asked for leave from the company, and I will go back to attend the class reunion tomorrow."

Puzzled, his wife Miu got up and went to the living room to answer the phone.

"Hi, this is Takahashi's house."

"Gao... Takahashi... Is it Takahashi..."

A hoarse and weak voice came out of the phone, and the other party seemed to be huddled in a corner and said in a very soft voice.

"...You guys...why haven't you come here...I've been...waiting for a long time...a long time...a long time..."

Are you a member of the class reunion?
Amidst the intermittent voice, Miha showed a puzzled expression on her face.

"Who's calling?"

At the same time, Takahashi who was sitting on the tatami also gave her a questioning expression.

"I don't know, I didn't say it on the phone, maybe it's someone who will attend tomorrow's class reunion."

Shaking her head, Miha put down the microphone attached to her ear, and replied somewhat uncertainly.

"Let me pick it up."

Hearing that it might be a junior high school student from the class association, Takahashi got up and went to the phone, and reached out to take the phone from his wife.

"I'm Takahashi, who are you?"

"...Takahashi...Takahashi...Takahashi...I've been waiting for you...I'm so looking forward...when I meet you again...I'm so looking forward...so looking forward..."

Hearing Takahashi's answer, the owner of the voice on the other end of the phone became excited. She intermittently expressed her excitement for meeting the classmates with a figure accompanied by panting, but before Takahashi could say anything , and hung up the phone without warning.

beep-

Looking at the hung up phone in his hand and the beeping sound from it, Takahashi's expression on his face was somewhat puzzled and bewildered.

He raised his head and looked at his wife in front of him silently, and turned his head to look at the children behind him who were still flipping through the photo album with great interest. For some reason, he felt a little hazy about the upcoming class reunion tomorrow.

……

Kyoto, City Horikawa High School.

At the entrance of the auditorium, there is a big sign that reads the meeting place of the [-]nd year of Heisei graduates' reunion.

"Isn't this Mrs. Yamaguchi? I haven't seen you for a long time. I almost didn't recognize you?"

"It doesn't matter if you call my old surname Yamato, Akiko-san, you haven't changed much from before, but I'm different. I've become a mother of two children, and even my figure has gone out of shape..."

"I've heard of you. You are living happily now, Yamato-san. You are married to a husband who works in a big company."

"It's just average. Speaking of which, we have all graduated for 20 years. Time flies so fast."

"Who said it wasn't? In 20 years, we were still high school students who didn't understand anything, but in the blink of an eye, everyone has already lived in society for such a long time."

In the school auditorium, the graduates of Heisei [-] gathered together in twos and threes to reminisce about the past student days.

"Isn't this Takahashi?"

Holding tea, seeing Takahashi standing in front of a certain dining table, a man who already looked like a Mediterranean couldn't help but stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and shouted excitedly.

"We haven't seen each other for 20 years."

"you are?"

Looking at the eye-catching hairstyle of the man in front of him, Takahashi had a hesitant expression on his face.

"I'm Yagi, look."

Sensing the puzzled look on Takahashi's face, the man immediately covered the Mediterranean Sea above his head with his hands.

Following his action, Takahashi finally merged the other person with a certain face in his memory, and also showed an excited expression: "It turned out to be Yagi, you almost didn't recognize you."

"Well, after graduating from school, I worked hard. Although I succeeded in becoming the head of the club from a staff member, I paid a heavy price."

Hearing Yagi's words, Takahashi also subconsciously reached out and touched the top of his thinning head, with a sympathetic expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)