C2 Part55

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However, there were people who were

concerned about it. Since he must have been, they needed to be.

“The

way people behave around someone who is handicapped varies person to

person. There are people who pretend not to see me, and there are

people who make sure to help me too. But, while I’m thankful for the

people who try to help, I don’t think the people who pretend not to

notice me are cruel.”

“……Tatsumi?”

His

confused voice made him lift his face that had lowered at some point.

Kusamakura’s tone was tinged with worry. He didn’t intend on

changing his expression like that, but he may have been making a more

grim face than he imagined. He frantically pressed his hands against

his cheeks. His hands informed him of how tense his expression was.

He tried to hide it with a wry smile.

“Of course that isn’t

limited to the people who definitely know the right way to help.”

He

was thankful for the people who felt the need to help him. That

wasn’t a lie.

“It was when I hadn’t been with the company

very long, but one of my female coworkers would grab my white

cane.”

She―Yamauchi, may have done so out of kindness. She

was a woman who spoke with a clear voice, and whatever was on

her mind. She was about as tall as Tatsumi, and seemed to be rather

thin as her heels clacked loudly whenever she walked. She had a pace

much faster than the other women around her, and seemed to work

quickly as well.