‘Hang on a second . . .’ said Koishi, flustered as she glanced between Hisahiko and Nagare. ‘So you do remember, then,’ declared Nagare, calmly. ‘It’s just as you say: this is the nikujaga that Sachiko used to make you.’ ‘But that’s not what I asked for!’ chuckled Hisahiko ironically as he pulled on his beige coat. ‘Actually, I think you’ll find it is,’ said Nagare, looking Hisahiko right in the eye.
