And today too Rikiga had to spend hours on the phone, trying to schedule an interview with this or that important person. And today too that person’s secretary told him that it would be impossible to schedule such thing. And today too he decided to sniff around on his own. And today too he came back to his office, desperate to write something, but unable to due to his lack of materials.
Rikiga lifted his head from his desk immediately, losing his depression in a blink of an eye. Not many people came to his office, and among those who did, there was only one who knocked so gently; or so, at least, Rikiga told himself. After all, he was a teenager. A foolish, lovestruck, teenager. A baby in terms of love. And because of his ignorance, lack of knowledge, and willingness to believe his own lies, Rikiga was would bet on his very life, arguing that this specific knock is gentler than others. Whether it was true or not didn’t matter. The knock could have knocked down the door, and Rikiga would still claim it was like an angel knocked on the door himself.
He rushed to the door and opened it with a beating heart and a wide smile. Today too his day was colorless. Today too he was mocked by about everyone he stumbled upon. And today too it seemed like maybe he was a lunatic, maybe No.6 was going to become a holy city. But the most important part, was that today too Karen came to visit him.