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the frames and held them up near her eyes.
"But I have good eyes ... "
"The lenses aren't curved at all, don't worry."
"Oh, I see ... but I don't have much money ... "
"They're free," Yiiko said. "That's what 'give' implies."
Kushimura nodded. Watanuki, however, was flabber-
gasted. "Give?" Yiiko-san? "Free?" No fair price at all?
"You are 'free' to do with them what you like. Use them,
throw them away, as you like. Decide however action and
sincerity dictate. Now, shouldn't you be getting back to the
hospital? You slipped out without permission, didn't you?
You can find your own way back, I'm sure. I would love to
have our boy walk you back, but he has important work to
d "
o.
"Ah ... right, yes, I'll be rme. I can get back, I'm sure.
Umm ... thank you."
A very uncertain expression of gratitude.
As well it should be; if she left here, she would only won-
der why she had come. There was not one single reason why
she should be thanking anybody. Nothing had been done for
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her, and she had done nothing. At the very end, she had been
given a highly dubious pair of fake glasses. Given? More like
forced to accept. And then sent packing.
But once Yiiko had wrapped things up, there was noth-
• mg more to say.
That much was perfectly clear.
Without a drop of the coffee Watanuki had prepared
passing her lips.
Kushimura left the shop where wishes were granted.
Watanuki did walk her to the gate, considering it the least
he could do.
When he returned to Yiiko, she was puffing on her pipe.
Had she refrained from doing so as some small consider-
ation for her injured guest?
That did not seem likely.
"What was that all about?"
"What was what about?" Yiiko said, blankly.
"Where do I even start? Urn ... first of all, the fake
glasses ?"
"What about them? They are undoubtedly an item of dis-
tinguishment, and they are undoubtedly linked to Date
M
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asamune.
"Date Masamune has nothing to do with them."
"You cannot deny the possibility exists."
"I believe I can," Watanuki insisted. "And the rest of what
you said to her, about how they would help her choose the
right path ... That was all nonsense, right?"
"Oh? You noticed?"
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"Fake glasses that cost a hundred and five yen the other
day do not simply acquire such properties overnight."
"That is not necessarily true, but in this case, yes, those
glasses are perfectly ordinary glasses."
Without so much as batting an eye, Yiiko admitted that
they had no effect at all.
"I thought as much. You would never hand over some-
thing that impressive without demanding a fair price."
"I don't much like your tone, but for the moment I'll
agree. Nevertheless, Watanuki, that perception of yours is
.
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not qUlte accurate.
"Oh?"
"I did receive a fair price from her," Yiiko said. "And her
wish was granted."
"h
?"
.. . ow so .
But Yiiko just smiled.
Regally.
"To further the example from yesterday: If an English
gentleman came up to you on your way home from school
and said, 'I'd like to give you one hundred trillion yen.' Per-
haps he says this in Japanese, perhaps in English, it does not
really matter-if that happened, Watanuki, what would you
d ?"
o.
"I I'
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- m not ...
"Would you take it or not?"
"Well ... " He couldn't answer.
But this was the sort of question that not being able to an-
swer instantly was in itself the answer.
"Well, no. I wouldn't."
"Wh
t?"
y no .
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