Michiru:
Hey!Minagi!
Misuzu:
Oh, Yukito is flying like a leaf on a windy
day.
Michiru:
Hey!Let's hurry up and blow some more bubbles before it
gets dark.
Because I've been practicing and I'm really good, okay?
Misuzu:
I didn't know you had a little sister,
Minagi.
Michiru:
I'm not her sister. I'm
Michiru, Minagi's best friend.
How do you two know each other?
Misuzu:
The two of us go to school
together.
Yukito:
Uh, It hurts, you little
squirt?
Michiru:
Oh, are you another one of
Minagi's classmate?
Yukito:
No,I'm the innocent bystander that you
just plowed into.
Michiru:
I know your type!
This guy's just a pervert who likes kidnapping and girls who are
kids.
Misuzu:
I feel so included right
now...
Yukito:
What'd you call me?
Michiru:
Oh no. He's angry.
We are girls in danger.
Misuzu:
Oh, that must've
hurt.
Minagi:
You haven't introduced me to your
friend.
Misuzu:
Yukito
Kunisaki.
He's a traveler, but he's staying with me and
my mom, and sleeping in our shed.
Minagi:
I see. A traveler.
Michiru:
Oh, so you're not just a pervert
kidnapper, you're a homeless vagrant too?
Minagi:
Miss Kamio, I think we had better
be going.
Michiru:
What?
But I was getting really good at blowing bubbles and I wanted show
you.
KamiKami can join us if she wants too.
Misuzu:
KamiKami , is
that me?
Minagi:
It's getting pretty dark
out here.
So why don't we just come back
tomorrow?
I can pack a nice lunch for us if you
like.
Michiru:
Bye!!See you,
Kamio.
Misuzu:
Bye! Nice to meet
you.
Michiru:
Oh, and
Yukito.
You leave the little girl alone.You hear
me?
Yukito:
Would
you
Michiru:
Hey,
hey.
Will you make me a hamburger for lunch
tomorrow?
Minagi:
Sure.
Michiru:
You will?
Wow.
Yukito:
Did I do
something wrong to that pipsqueak?
Misuzu:
I don't know.
Yukito:
I
didn't make a dime off that puppet show today.
Hey, you were standing just like that yesterday when I first saw you.
Misuzu:
It's kind of
funny.
I always wondered what it would feel like to be in the sky.
Yukito:
How come?
Misuzu:
I don't know.
I...
I always had this feeling, like there is
another me up there.
Isn't that romantic thought?
That the real you is up in the sky.
It must be amazing, you could see forever into the
distance.
Everything on the ground would look so insginificant.
You probably feel very loving, or no, may be not loving
exactly, but gentle and calm.
Yukito:
Misuzu, is it
you?
That was the beginning of the summer that, for me,
seemed as short as a twinkling of a star, yet as long... as all
eternity.
