[Haru hasn't had many opportunities to do a job such as this - it would be an embarrassment to the Okumura name to actually, you know, have her wash dishes at a Big Bang Burger or something. But her own experimenting with her hobbies leaves her rather proficient when it comes to working with her hands.]
Mm... [It's difficult to keep up, but she doesn't complain.]
I've got this.
If she's a little slow, it's just because she isn't used to having this many to do at once. But she has a good head on her shoulders and she doesn't panic, so luckily, none of these dishes are ending up in pieces on the floor. She doesn't think he would tell her to pick up the pace if doing so was impossible - so she tries, at least.
And she's a teeny, tiny bit successful, though by the time she's worked through that pile, she's visibly exhausted. Oh, well.]
[ it's actually rather insensitive of him, which shinji notices only afterward, when he catches a glimpse of her expression. she's doing a great job actually - fuuka would have dropped every single one of those plates. or maybe that's an unfair comparison because there's no way anyone could measure up to fuuka for the sheer destructive ability.
he has the decency to feel a little bad about it, and places a (clean) towel on top of her head. ]
[She's not expecting the question - or the towel, to be perfectly honest. She reaches up to pull it down and looks at it for a moment. Well, that's good timing; she'll need a new one for the next batch of dishes, since the one she was working with before is wet.
(But is it sanitary to use a towel that's been on her head?)]
Oh, no. It was all right... I'm just inexperienced, is all.
[She smiles.]
Thank you. I know I still have a lot to learn, but the more I practice, the better I'll get at it.
[ seems to be the trend with teenage girls these days? he can't even fault her; it's not like his friends are any better. haru is doing a much better job, so he has little ground for complaints.
the sun is starting to set by now. beachgoers are beginning to disperse. it gives shinji a little break, and he pours a glass of watermelon juice, thrusting it in haru's direction. ]
[It's sort of a terrible explanation, but it's an explanation nonetheless. And honestly, her dad can just sort of deal with it. For one thing, he would have approved of marrying her off to an asshole; for another, he's super dead.]
But there's no time like the present to learn something new, isn't that right?
[She smiles and accepts the glass of juice gratefully, taking a few dainty sips. That hits the spot.]
[ so she's a rich girl. it's alright. shinji doesn't look surprised, if only because he already knows another rich girl in his life. at least haru seems to be a little more in tune with the common folk, which is a far cry from how mitsuru is. ]
[She's trying her best! It's somewhat gratifying to hear that Shinjiro approves, especially considering how gruff he was earlier on. She takes a few more sips of the watermelon juice as she thinks things over.]
...there are a lot of things I never learned to do for myself when I was younger. But, I'm trying to learn them now.
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[Haru hasn't had many opportunities to do a job such as this - it would be an embarrassment to the Okumura name to actually, you know, have her wash dishes at a Big Bang Burger or something. But her own experimenting with her hobbies leaves her rather proficient when it comes to working with her hands.]
Mm... [It's difficult to keep up, but she doesn't complain.]
I've got this.
If she's a little slow, it's just because she isn't used to having this many to do at once. But she has a good head on her shoulders and she doesn't panic, so luckily, none of these dishes are ending up in pieces on the floor. She doesn't think he would tell her to pick up the pace if doing so was impossible - so she tries, at least.
And she's a teeny, tiny bit successful, though by the time she's worked through that pile, she's visibly exhausted. Oh, well.]
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he has the decency to feel a little bad about it, and places a (clean) towel on top of her head. ]
Was it too much?
You did great.
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[She's not expecting the question - or the towel, to be perfectly honest. She reaches up to pull it down and looks at it for a moment. Well, that's good timing; she'll need a new one for the next batch of dishes, since the one she was working with before is wet.
(But is it sanitary to use a towel that's been on her head?)]
Oh, no. It was all right... I'm just inexperienced, is all.
[She smiles.]
Thank you. I know I still have a lot to learn, but the more I practice, the better I'll get at it.
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[ seems to be the trend with teenage girls these days? he can't even fault her; it's not like his friends are any better. haru is doing a much better job, so he has little ground for complaints.
the sun is starting to set by now. beachgoers are beginning to disperse. it gives shinji a little break, and he pours a glass of watermelon juice, thrusting it in haru's direction. ]
Here.
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[It's sort of a terrible explanation, but it's an explanation nonetheless. And honestly, her dad can just sort of deal with it. For one thing, he would have approved of marrying her off to an asshole; for another, he's super dead.]
But there's no time like the present to learn something new, isn't that right?
[She smiles and accepts the glass of juice gratefully, taking a few dainty sips. That hits the spot.]
...that's very refreshing! Thank you.
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That's a good attitude.
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[She's trying her best! It's somewhat gratifying to hear that Shinjiro approves, especially considering how gruff he was earlier on. She takes a few more sips of the watermelon juice as she thinks things over.]
...there are a lot of things I never learned to do for myself when I was younger. But, I'm trying to learn them now.