Urufu leaned over on his side. "So, what are your plans?"

　　Plans? I wouldn`t call them plans. "Dunno, man," Yukio said. "We don`t know what it`s like in the downstream world. Going to school I guess."

　　"If Nakagawa listened at all, yeah, you`re going to school al-right. Different schools for a year. If Himekaizen is still there in that world they should group you together there for high school."

　　Yukio grimaced. Splitting up from Kyoko for a year wasn`t his idea of fun. He stared out over the waves with one hand shading his eyes. "We`ve prepared for that," he admitted.

　　Urufu`s laughter had him look to his side again. Behind Kyoko Urufu sat up and grinned. "You agreed on a few hangouts and aliases?"

　　"Uhum."

　　For a moment Urufu looked thoughtful. "Well, you`re transiting for a reason. Your real plans, Kyoko?"

　　This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it.She smiled. "I`m having kids." Then she sat upright. "Not at once! Yukio, I didn`t mean it that way."

　　"It`s OK. I know. We already talked about this." Yukio smiled and looked out over the sea. A quarter of a century in a childless marriage, and Kyoko had almost never complained. He knew more than anyone else what a hole she carried in her soul.

　　"Ten years or so. Then if he still wants..."

　　"I do," Yukio interrupted. "I`ll look like fourteen, but I`m your husband since long enough for you to know."�Kyoko`s words had hurt a little, but he knew how much she longed, and he also knew her fears of restarting their lives. "Urufu, what do you do when you`re scared?" he asked to change the topic.

　　"When I`m scared. There`s always my bike, I guess," he said and smiled.

　　You and your damned bike. You scared the hell out of us!