|My Destiny, My Destination
Ironically, my new image didn't help me in my personal problems, but instead, although it was just a simple coincidence, it seemed to be pushing us to the top part of Japan's music industry.
Hisashi didn't take any further actions, so did I. We were too busy in our work to have that, almost nonsense, fight. I preferred it that way. We were perfect partners at work. But when it came to personal life, I kept myself as far from him as I could.
"You're so late tonight, Teru..."
My wife greeted me as I reached home after our promotion work. I could tell she had been drinking from the numerous empty beer cans on the floor.
"Is the boy asleep yet?"
She answered my question lazily, obviously drunk. It was rare to see her so upset. I didn't said much, and quietly opened my son's bedroom's door.
From the night-lights I could see him sleeping peacefully in his bed,
holding the little stuff toy we caught from the UFO Catcher last month.
Thinking I hadn't gone out with him from a long time, I decided to go out
with him the next day-off no matter what.
I asked, picking up a can of beer from the floor. She looked at me soundlessly, then gulped her drink again.
"I saw you on TV just now..."
I looked up at her as she mumbled, wondering what she was trying to say.
"Am I really that unattractive? I'm living with a sexy super-star but
there's no way I could get him to love me..."
I frowned. I always hated people around me to refer me as a 'super-star'. Stood up from my seat, I tried to take the can away from her hand. But she pushed me away, shifted further to a side.
"I'M NOT!! You guys are out of your minds!! You got such a lovely woman in front of you but you don't even bother to look at her!!"
A laughter almost escaped from my lips when I heard her words, thinking she must had encounter some troubles in finding a date. Luckily I held it back.
"Do I really look terrible...?"
My answer was totally truthful. She still looked as young and remarkably pretty as I first met her. Sometimes I wondered why she couldn't find a date too. Well I knew that was a silly question. She was so-called 'a married woman' with a 4-year-old child.
"Prove it to me!"
Before I could gasp a word of surprise she pushed me onto the couch, stripping herself like a madwoman. I tried to move away from her but I failed. Not in a sense of strength of course...
I realize it was one of the worst things I had ever did in my life when I
think back. It was a terrible mistake I know... Almost unforgivable. The
first time I could excuse myself for being drunk, but this time...
That night ended in silence. I was exhausted but I couldn't sleep. I felt too much guilt within me to do so. Please don't laugh at me, but I really did feel a tear in my eye when I lay on the couch with my wife sleeping above me. I closed my eyes, hoping to stop my stupid thoughts. That was when a blurred image appeared in my mind...
It was him...
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