“Thank you.” The open invitation has been accepted, and more than the help on the yukata for the festival, she was grateful to the hand stretched out to her. She would take it.
Also, on that note— how was it that Yuuto had not said anything about it yet to his family, particularly to his mother? It wasn’t as if they were hiding it, per se, despite her house being in the middle of a forest. Though, it wasn’t something Tanya would reveal over a phone call. Maybe she could talk about it when she visited in a while?
“I’ll see you with cookies and tea, then. See you shortly, Satou!” She would wait for a response before ending the call, to focus on getting a bag for the cookies, as well as a tin of tea leaves that matched it. Mikale’s kitchen is reliable for the rest that would be hard for her to bring, like milk.
Once she was ready to go, she would leave her house, making her way to the train station.
Half an hour later, she would be heard knocking on the door. “Hello?”
Satou chirped a farewell, hopping out of her chair and scurrying off to prepare for her visitor. It had become so common for Tanya to visit now. These visits were no longer special and sacred outings with a friend of her son’s, but a common nonoccurence with a new found family member. And somehow, that made them all the more special and sacred.
She opened the cafe’s door at Tanya’s knock, giggling in greeting.
“Wow, the train was on schedule for once, huh?” Satou opened the door wider, “Come on in! Mikky is in the back, if you wanna say hi. And I think Yuuto will be taking the wait shift while we’re out, sorry.”
Please imagine clumsy Yuuto trying to wait tables. Realize how much faith Satou must have in that boy to put him anywhere in the cafe’s employment.
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