Yes, this is the first word my kawaii Japanese teacher said when we first met.
Had been enjoying stories from so many brothers and sisters here, I would like to share my own story in return hope you enjoy….
Late last year, after my work stint in Japan, I gave myself one goal, to speak Japanese, to learn it so when I go Japan for work every year, I can communicate with Japanese….
So late last year, I searched through internet to look for a jap tutor, one to one. I know that is the only way to speak. If I join regular classes, the progress will be slow, so I thought. I sent out 3 SMS, only one reply within 30 min, the other 2 took one day and one week to reply respectively. Also, the first to reply was also the cheapest, so naturally I took her…
The SMS..
T is the teacher.
T “where do you stay, I can teach you at your home if you are a girl”
I “sorry I’m a man, can’t you come to my house?”
T"sorry, I don’t go to man’s house"
I “then where can we have lesson? I can go to your house because I have car”
T “no, that is not nice, let’s meet outside”
I “but outside so noisy”
T “I know a quiet place, let’s meet there and have lesson”
I “OK tell me”
I follow the address she gave me and reached the place. It was a relatively old building but there is a nice cafe inside the building, the cafe is very quiet, I wonder how the business survive with such low traffic.
T “hi, I’m the girl sitting near the entrance with green miniskirt and white blouse.” She text me.
I looked around. My eyes nearly popped out, when I see her. She is such a gorgeous girl, long, black, silky hair, big eyes, super fair skin, typical gnd Japanese girl, and she look very young, early 20s. She is like the most kawaii jap girl I’ve ever seen, my imagination starts to say towards JAV porn, but I know I must stop….
Deep in my heart, wtf, such young girl, how can she be my teacher, how can she teach, is she qualified to reach me?
I don’t know why, my heart was beating very very fast, maybe because I’ve never seen such a pretty girl for a long time and thinking of sitting next to her for the next 90 min, I just couldn’t do it.
I decided to leave the cafe and stop the lesson.
“Konichiwa, A San desuka” hello, are you Mr A? A very sweet and soft voice was heard behind me just when I pushed open the exit door….
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T “konnichiwa, A-san desuka?” Are you Mr A, a soft and sweet voice was heard from behind me as I pushed open the exit door….
I “Yes, I’m A”
T “My name is T, I’m the Jap teacher you smsed’
I “my name is so and so, nice to meet you” I stretched out my right hand, but she just gave me a very attractive, lady-like, sweet Japanese bow, with both hands in front of her belly, head slightly tilted to the left when bowing. I tried to reciprocate, remembering how my Japanese colleagues in Japan taught me, a gentleman bow is with both hands by the side, palms opened and bow without bulging out the backside. When b she saw my bow, she gave a wide smile, and attempted to bow to me again. That was when both of our heads nearly knocked into each other, her silky smooth hair touched my shoulder slightly, and both of smiled, almost broke into laughter.
“I’m sorry I didn’t do it properly”, I apologized.
“It’s alright….”, her big attractive eyes grazed at me…
To avoid further awardness, I excused myself, saying I’m going to the Gents. And quickly pushed the exit door and turned to my right.
T “hey, but A-san, the Gents is on your left, not on your right”, followed by a soft and shy giggle…
I “ yes, on the left, excuse me”
Looking at the mirror in the toilet, I spoke to myself.
Hey, wake up, you are so old, married with kids, what are you thinking, stop day dreaming, you and her, heaven and hell, totally not comparable, impossible!
I’m in my late 30s, 1.82 m tall, 80 kg, considerd big size type, I work out and jog regularly, I’m married for more than 10 years, live in a sub-urban 1500 sq ft condo, with 2 kids, own a MPV and a class 2 motorbike. Not rich nor handsome…..
Her rate was $70/hr, so $105 for 90 min. With this money, I can get 2 sessions in Cat50 and top up $45 can get one session of CAT150…. but her beauty can beat any CAT150 WL n GL.
But why she work as free lance teacher? $70/hr, minus transport and learning material, is not that high, she could have easily made ….. $500/day for being a model for photo shoot, or in the extreme $500/hr as FL!
But she is NOT a FL, that is the key!
If I spend $105 for the next 90 min, I’m sure to waste money because I confirmed cannot focus and cannot learn….. She will be a distraction to my learning, and I don’t know if she is a competent teacher….
But if I were to leave then, it would be very rude and ungentlemanly. I already agreed in the sms the rate, and what if she took one hour or more to travel to meet me, and go back empty handed?
I should give her a chance, so I thought. But was I giving myself a chance then? Was I giving myself a chance to flirt, to look for another companion? Am I cheating in my wife?
Conflicting thoughts kept flowing into my mind. It was a fight between mind and body. My body, in particular my little brother, is leading the way….
I decided to stay…..
I walked out of the toilet, to my surprised, she was there waiting for me….
I “why are you here?”
T “I see you stay do long inside, almost 30 min, so I came here and take a look, are you alright?” followed by a sweet smile.
I"yes, I’m fine, thank you, what can happened to me, a big man"
Literally big, but not my whole body, only one part of the body. I was wearing a tight jeans and it was uncomfortable down there!
As we walked back to the cafe, I saw her long and fair legs, wearing a miniskirt made her legs even longer, even more attractive. She is about 1.67, 1.68 m tall, tall by Japanese standard.
I “You can start charging me from the time we met, I’m sorry to let you waited for 30 min”
T “no, I’ll start charging once we start”
I smiled. She smiled back.
I opened the door for her, she went to get seat and day down down in the sofa, my dear was a normal cafe chair with v soft cushion. As the sofa is lower, I can see her lovely slim legs again, as the sofa was low, she tilted her legs at about 40 deg from vertical, in a Japanese lady like sitting posture. At close range, I can smell her nice fragrant perfume, very nice, I don’t smell this fragrance in Singapore, only in Japan, I think she brought it from Japan.
I “teacher, may I know your name?”
T “my name is T.”
I “can you write it now?”
T “yes, like this, in kanji, you want to know my surname also?”
I"yes, if that is possible".
Then I passed her my name card.
I looked at her blankly.
She avoided my eye contact and proceeded to look into her bag for some worksheets…
T “ah, here you are… Let’s follow the points in the worksheet and discuss”
I stared at the worksheet,
“What is your hobby, what do you like to eat etc….”
What struck my most was question number 4 “what type of girl/boy do you like?”….
I “teacher, may I answer question number 4 first?”
T “by all means”
Although I’m proficient in answering routine questions in Japanese, I was not good at answering question 4, which is not a usual question in Japan.
I “I like girls who are good looking, friendly….” Suddenly I can’t think of the correct jap words to use, she giggled again….
I “can I speak in English?”
T “no, this is a Japanese class, you must speak in Japanese only”
I “but I can’t answer question 4 very well”
T “but you chose to answer it first!”
Sounds authoritative.
To price that I’m not stupid and to make her feel good, I said “the type of girl I like is someone like you, pretty, attractive, attentive, intelligent…” I gave all the positive Japanese adjectives I could think of at that time.
Both of us broke into laughter.
To prove that I’m not stupid and to make her feel good, I said “the type of girl I like is someone like you, pretty, attractive, attentive, intelligent…” I gave all the positive Japanese adjectives I could think of at that time.
Both of us broke into laughter.
The next one hour of lesson was a chit-chat session in Japanese Language with her paying full attention of what I shared with her and she seldom corrected my mistakes made in the Jap language. I think she was just to engrossed of finding out more about me.
For me, it was just an opportunity to give good impression to an attractive and elegant lady who pay full attention on me.
She was attractive in many ways. She had a feminine and sweet voice, long, black, silky, smooth and shiny hair, slim figure, big eyes with real, not fake long eye lashes, slightly red lips, fair skin and slim fingers, her long fingernails were trimmed in oval shapes at their ends and are each coated with a layer of light pinkish polish, even the toe nails were coated with the same colour, light pink, which is also the colour of her half-inch heel open toes shoes she was wearing, I guess with her height, she shouldn’t wear any shoes higher than 1 inch.
When she laughed, she covered her mouth with her hand, but some times she missed it and I could see her teeth, not perfect, some crooked but white teeth in her mouth (I think most Japanese girls have crooked teeth).
T " A san, I think I have seen you before."
(I was surprised. That can’t be, this type of conversation is only used by men to girls, where got used by girls on men?) I was thinking….
I “I don’t think so, you are from Japan and I from Singapore. Where is your hometown in Japan and when did you come to Singapore?
T " I was born in Nagoya and moved to Osaka when I was six because my parents wanted me to go to a good school and also Osaka is nearer to my Dad’s office, I have been to Singapore for almost 1 year. Have you been to Japan before?”
I “I go Japan every Nov since 2013, Every time I stay in Kyoto, which is quite a distance from Osaka……..”
T “Have you visited Osaka before?”
I “no, wait, yes, I visit Osaka Castle every time I go Japan, I like history, you know….wait, I remember now…Don’t tell me you were the bride whim I took photo with….” Suddenly the scene of Osaka Castle and I taking photos with a beautiful bride appeared vividly in my mind….
T “yes, you asked me to take icture with you, remember, yes it was you , I can recognize you…..that was Nov 2014..yes….hahaha”
Both of us were silent for a few seconds…. The world is really too small, how can we meet again from 2 different countries, at a place almost 1000 km away and after 2 years? It must be heaven wanted us to meet again, so should I say we are fated to meet again?
I “Of course, such a attractive scence, both the Castle and the bride, sure I wanted to take a photo with….. but I can’t really recognize you because that day you put on heavy make-up but today your make-up is light….”
T “you mean a bride should have light make-up and teacher should put heavy make-up?” she asked seriously.
Not wanting to offend her I quickly said “no, I mean you’re beaustiful therefore I cant recognize you”
T “It’s alright, I just pulling your leg, hahaha.”
At that moment, I was having conflicting emotions. On one hand, I was elated to find out that this attractive lady in front of me was actually someone I took a photo with 2 years ago, in other words, we already met 2 years ago, strictly speaking and we were somehow fated to be “together”. On the other hand, I felt disappointed that she was married.
Without losing any time, I grasped the chance to find out more about her.
I “Hmm, I’m surprised you are married? so young.”
T “Me not young, I’m 30 years old this year!”
I “Oh, you look like early 20s!”,
T “you have a sweet tongue”
I “It’s truth, you look young”
Since on the topic of marriage, I must describe her husband too.
I don’t know if Heaven is punishing her. Her husband was a short guy, 1.60 m at most, had a beer belly, slightly bald, small eyes and short, plump legs. Round face, flat nose, to say he was not handsome is kind to him, he was outright ugly!
Maybe he was rich, maybe her family forced her to marry him, maybe it was a short gun case, maybe blackmail, maybe…. There were so many “maybe” in my head….
She smiled back “Hey, what re you thinking, A san?”
I “I think we are fated to be “together””, without, of course, explaining what I meant by “together”
T “Yes, I think we are, together as teacher and student” she said with a giggle.
I “NO, I mean….”
T “You mean what?” she stared at me, with a slightly tilted head, with a little bit of seductive smile….
I “nothing”.
Silence followed, she avoided my eye contact.
I “I feel like we are long term friends, if you allow me to say this”
T “I only know you for 1 hour, is 1 hour considered long?”
I “Well, it is not the length of time, but the fate that brought us to meet again”
T “Ok, if you insist, then I have to agree with you right, A san?”
I “What makes you come to Singapore? Your husband?” I asked causally…
Silence followed again and I notice her eyes starting to get wet, tears started to flow out of her beautiful eyes..
Now she looked pathetic, like a lsot, hungry cat needing some loving, tender care…
My heart melted.. I have a natural soft spot for younger ladies, especially ladies who appear weaker..
I “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have asked”
T “No, it is alright, I’ll tell you, my LONG-TERM FRIEND”, she said without a bit of sarca
Bro and sis, after reading many stories from you bros and sis, I realise that my story is not that interesting. I analyse that my story, which is 90% true, lacks the most important ingredient, sex.
I should have put by story in the “Matters of the hearts” section instead of this section. Nevertheless, since I had already put by story in this section, I might as well continue, I hope I don’t bore all of you…..
I “What makes you come to Singapore? Your husband?” I asked causally…
Silence followed again and I noticed her eyes started to get wet, tears started to flow out of her beautiful eyes..
Now she looked pathetic, like a lost, hungry kitten needing some loving, tender care……..
My heart melted.. I have a natural soft spot for younger ladies, especially ladies who appeared weaker……..
I “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have asked”
T “No, it is alright, I’ll tell you, my LONG-TERM FRIEND”, she said without a bit of sarcasm.
T “I married my husband in Nov 2013”
(I wrote Nov 2014, it is my mistake, it should be Nov 2013)
T “I worked as a marketing executive for a computer parts company and my husband was one of my company supplier. Although he was not good looking, he treated me very well during courtship, at that time my company boss and senior male colleagues attempted to harass me sexually, saying things like I’m pretty and should look for another type of job and my promotion is fast because I use my beauty to gain my boss’ attention etc.. My husband was usually the first one to defend me if he were around. After we got married, he was posted to Thailand for 3 weeks, but after 3 weeks, he told me his boss asked him to extend it to 3 months, after that he extended again to 1 year.”
I “oh I see”
T “During his absence, initially, he called me every night, then reduced to once every 2 nights, then once weekly then once fortnightly, after a few months his calls stopped. I called him and he always said he is busy and sounded not interested, I missed him a lot but he just couldn’t care less. After weeks became months. Eventually he came back only after 1 year, Nov 2014.”
T “I suspected he had another woman in Thailand but I had no evidence”
(Thai women again), I was thinking.
T “I decided to leave him and came to Singapore.”
I “but why Singapore, of all countries in this world?”
T “I just wanted to leave Japan because I didn’t want to meet him anymore. He said he will return to Japan in Nov 2014 but I left Japan for Singapore in Oct 2014, just to avoid him.”
T “At that time I was looking for overseas postings from my company and since my company had a oversaes posting to Singapore that time, I took it, without really thinking about the job conditions and remuneration”
I “Is the job conditions here better than in Japan?”
T “Well, my salary here is slightly higher than in Japan, as the company needs someone who can speak both English and Japanese, and I got a chance to earn commission when I sell computer parts here at the counter in Singapore because my company does retail sales here too”
T “However, I was not able to get an Employment Pass (EP) here, although my salary is quite good, my basic is $3500 + commsion which range bween $200 to $1000, because my degree was from a Japanese Private Universty, it was not recoginsed by Singapore government so my boss here applied S pass for me, means I must leave Singapore after the 2 year contract ends unless renewed."
I “why teach Japanese now?”
T “My life was in such tatters, I thought by coming to Singpaore I could start my life afresh, but it was worse here! Much worse!”
I “why do you say so, because you miss your famiy?”
No answer from her, only a very grim, sorrowful face is emerging.
For a while I felt I was too nosy.
I “it is alright if you don’t want to say it”
T “In Japan, it is common for young, lower position female office employees to suffer from sexual harassment from their male colleagues and bosses, I thought Singapore has no such thing but I was terribly wrong….”
I “I am sorry to hear that…”
T “I didn’t only suffer from sexual harassment, I suffered much more than that!”
I”you…..?”
T “Here in Singapore my boss is a Japanese, he always commented on my look, face and body, said I very sexy and hot, and said I sure can sell a lot of computer parts to male clients becasue of my looks. I hated him for saying these, I felt so disgusted”
T “one night, he asked me to finish the miuntes of meeting by the next day morning, by hook or by crook, I stayed late in the office, then after I drank a cup of coffee from the office pantry, I felt giddy and then…."
I “then what happened?’ I asked curiously.
“I felt unconscious after that. It was just before midnight, I think” she said in a soft voice.
“When I woke up it was already 3 am in the morning” she said with a soft sob.
“What teribbly happened?” My heart started to pump fast in fear……
She paused, I could see she felt hesitant and embarrassed to continue……
“What terribly happened?” I repeated…
“I felt something wet and sticky inside my pussy, I went to the toilet and it was…..” she said in a slow and very soft, confidenceless voice…..
“What is it? Semen? Sperm?” I asked loudy and furiously…….
“What is it? Semen? Sperm?” I asked loudy and furiously.
She nobbed, followed by a louder sob….
I stood up and said “Did you report to the police?” I was very furious, I saw in front of me a flower being stepped and contaminated by some shit! It was like a Chinese saying, a fresh flower planted in a pile of shit!
T “It was not as easy as you think, A-san”
I “What was so difficult? you were raped and you should get the culprit reprehended! This is Singapore, this is a lawful country, rapist must be published by LAW!” I raised my voice…
T “I have spoken to my parents and brother, all of them told me it was difficult, as there was no evidence of who raped me!”
I “It must be your boss, you said he kept passing sexual remarks on you and sexually insulting your modesty…”
T “But, but I have no evidence” she said with a helpless tone.
I “he asked you to do overtime…didn’t he, he asked you to stay late in the office that night, didn’t he?”
T “no, he didn’t ask me to work overtime, he just asked me to finish the minutes of meeting by the next morning…”
I “you should have reported your case to the police and the police will take the sperm sample from your pussy and then tally the DNA with all the people in yourcompany,!” I advised her without actually knowing how the investigation of the police operate….
But I realised I was being too gross about it, how could I say such a thing in front of the victim, I was too direct and too insensitive to her feeling!
I “I’m sorry I just being too open and direct, because I am very angry”
I decided to wait for her to speak and not to make too much judgement of the whole case.
After a few seconds she spoke again…
T “I confronted HIM after a few days….”
I “then…?”
T “He looked nervous and apologetic…..”
I “it is obvious, HE is the one, HE is the culprit!”
T “I told him I wanted to resign from the job…”
I “Good move, but report to police before you resign……”
T “No, I just said I wanted to resign, he agreed…..and….”
I “What else did he say?”
T “He said he will pay me 3 months salary for resigning…”
I “Very kind of him huh?…pay employee for resigning, first time I hear of such “kind” boss!”
T ‘He said that was to reward me for my good work for the past 4 months”
“good work that night, more likely.” I remarked sarcastiscally.
She frowned…
I “I’m sorry for making insensitive remark”
T “It is ok, since I have no evidence against him and since he offered, I took the 3 months bonus, he also said he will not cancel my S pass, and will continue to pay my levy until I completed 2 years, but in order to do so, he still had to pay me, on paper, the same salary every month, so he told me to return him the salary but keep $500 for my expenses every month and I am free to do what I like, I don’t need to work in that company anymore, that’s how I became a freelance Japanese teacher, as I am new to Singapore and it was difficult to get another job, anyway teaching had always been my passion, I can’t teach in a language school as legally, I’m still an employee of my ex company”
I “he very kind to you huh?…more like guilty feeling!”
T “I don’t want to stir up the issues again so I just do what he said…”
I “how many months to go before your S pass exprires?
T “ 11 more months”
I “I tell you what, let’s report him to the police, let me explain to the police the whole scandal and let the LAW deal with him…..”
T “A-san, please don’t do this, we really have no evidence against him, and after so long….”
She used the word “we”, I felt good.
I “but I don’t want to see you suffer….!”
T “I was suffering previously, but not now, I feel better now, I try to forget the incident, if we report to the police, I must describe the whole process again, I may need to attend court and…..” her eyes started to get wet again….
I “Alright then…..perhaps we should let the matter rest”
T “It was late, I wanted to go home, I’m tired”
I could see that she was tired, more due to the sorrow events she recalled then due to the late night.
I suddenely realised I had spent 2 hours with her, time really flies when you spend it with someone you like….
I “oh, really, 2 hours, I’ll pay you for 2 hours lesson”
T “No, just pay me 1.5 hours, as agareed.
I “alright then” I handed her $105 and then we heard a loud thunder…
Heaven often helped me. The sky started to down pour, very heavy rain outside….
I ‘It is getting late, I drive today, may I give you a lift to your home?”
T “errrrr….” She hesitated.
I “it is alright, I’m not in the hurry to go home” which is bullshit because my wife was expecting me to reach home by certain time…
T “Is it on your way? Would it inconvenient you?”
I “not at all, it is my pleasure!”
Really my pleasure, my little brother had been strong since 2 hours ago and it is going to be stronger for the next 30 min in the car!
T ‘alright then” she smiled.
We proceeded to the multi-storey carpark, as we walked side by side, her arm sometime brushed against my arm and her fragrance was stronger in the carpark, probably due to the cold damp air in the carpark, or could it be psychological? I leave it to my heart…
While walking towards my car, questions floated out of my mind…..
- why a girl whom I only known for 2 hours is willing to share her darkest and saddest moments of her life with me?
- why is she willing to take my car?
While telling myself don’t be so hopeful, I couldn’t stop thinking that perhaps, just perhaps, only 1% chance, she might like me…..
My heart pumped like a turbo engine after the thought…..
While telling myself don’t be so hopeful, I couldn’t stop thinking that perhaps, just perhaps, only 1% chance, she might like me…..
My heart pumped like a turbo engine after the thought…..
I opened the car door for her and get first remark was, “nice stuff toys”, referring to a pair of stuff toys puppies my wife put underneath the windscreen.
T “you like puppies?”
I “I like real ones, but not stuff toys”
T “l like both real puppies and stuff you puppies, may I have one of these”
I “sure, if you like you can have it”
Oh shit, these ones belong to my wife, I bought them for her for her birthday, if she found out she will be mad.
T “I’m joking, hahaha”
Phew!
I “yes, these ones quite old, next time zi buy new one for you, OK?”
I feel very relaxed when I saw her laugh or giggle, she was very sad and heavy an hour ago in the cafe…
Usually my wife uses this car, she will fetch my kids to school then go to work, I ride my bike to work, today she is off so I drive it, and I drive it real show, first time in my life I actually hope all the traffic light junctions turn red.
T “ooime ne (heavy rain)”
I ‘mo konte imasu ne (also heavy traffic)" which is bull shirt at that time traffic is quite light, just that I drive slowly.
Very soon we reached her house. It was an old HDB estate, I think about 15 years old with open car park. In parked there car then opened the door for her.
I “osoinote ishooni ikimashoka? (It is late, shall I walk you up?)”
T “daijoobudedu, arigato (it’s alright. thanks)”
I “tsuki no lettsun wa, itsu desuka? (When is the next lesson?)” I hope it is tomorrow, or better still tonight!
T “saikin isogashi note, denwa de lenraku shite kudaisai (I’m busy recently, please contact me via phone).”
I “hai (yes)”
I saw her walking towards the lift.
As I turned back and about to open the car door, I heard…
T “A san!”
I “nandeshooga?(yes?)”
T “Konya watashio kurumade tsurete arigato gozaimasu! (Tonight you fetch me home with you car, thank you)”, followed by a Japanese bow.
I “dooitashimashite (you are welcomed)”
T “amei wa mada fute imasu, kio tsukete kudasai! Uchini kaerutoki watashini tesuo okute kudasai! (it is still raining, please take care!, once you reach home, please text me)”
I “hai, madam laishuu (yes, see you next week)” This time round she really went into the lift.
I stoned there for a while then realised that I will be late for home.
I drove back home with double quick speed without even thinking it was raining.
Wife = w
W “why so late?”
I “I asked questions after the lesson and also raining lah”, lies just flowed out from my month naturally..
W “your daughter is waiting for you to give her ting xie and your son waiting for you to teach grim him maths”
Wtf, you cannot give her ting xie meh, and maths, how can I teach, lost touch already lah, didn’t my son have maths tutor?
I “why he didn’t ask his maths tutor?”
W “don’t always ask why why why! You as his father, can’t even teach him ah? He is too shy to ask. Why can’t you spend more time with him? And since when you so enthu to learn Japanese? Stay back ask teacher some more! Japanese so important ah? Will it give you s promotion or not? Will you get a pay rise or not?”
Too shy to ask his tutor? Wtf, I pay $60/h for the tuition and he too shy to ask, throw away my $$$!
“Why you not happy? Look at your face, someone bully you is it?” My wife exclaimed sarcastically.
I “no, I go shower”
I’m sad to say that shower is my escape, I used to take short showers but nowadays my shower arw getting longer and longer, I just wanted to be alone longer and longer. Sometimes of course I bring my mobile in to release myself. It is not I don’t want to have sex with my wife, but just no mood, she often make sarcastic remarks or raise her voice on me in front of the children and maid… I can’t erect when I think of it…. In any case, I don’t sleep in the same room as my wife… We used to sleep in the same room, buy when the children were born, they sleep with her till now,
6 years ago….
I “why you sleep with the children, they are so old and I have no space…. (My son and daughter were 5 and 3 years respectively 6 years ago, now they are 11 and 9)”
W “you have no space you go the other room and sleep loh, don’t chase away my children, I’ll sleep with them until one day they leave me”
I “OK loh” I left the room till now have not sleep with her for 6 years….
When I want sex, it is like once in 2 months, I’ll go to her bed and call her to my room… But usually I diy.
But today during shower I didn’t diy, I keep thinking of T, I showered quite fast in fact, I remembered I need to text her……
But today during shower I didn’t diy, I keep thinking of T, I showered quite fast in fact, I remembered I need to text her……
“Konbanwa, sensei wa, mada nemutte imasuka?” (Teacher, have you slept?)
“Iie, mada, A-san kaetta bakari desuka? Osoi yo!” (no, not yet, Mr A you just reached home? It is late!)
I “iie, 40 fun mae ni tsukimashita (no, actually I reached 40 min ago)”
T “jikai kaette suguni watashini tekisuto o okiru, ii? (Next time, text me once you reach home, OK?)”
T “laishuu no kayoobi no gogo 5 ji, doou? (Next week 5 pm, OK?)”
I “sumimasen, kayoobi no gogo ni kaigi ga arunote, 8 ji ato shika dekimasen! (I’m afraid I only can make it after 8 pm on Tue because I have a meeting in the afternoon!)
T “daijoobu yo, kafua de A-san o matsu (it is alright, I’ll wait for you in the cafe”)
I “honto daijoobu? 5 ji kara? (really OK, from 5 pm?)”
The building that housed the cafe has no shopping, no entertainment, only eateries…. She really have to sit in the cafe from 5 pm to 8 pm……
T “nanikotoka shimasu (I’ll find something to occupy myself)”
I “hai, hayai ikou to suru. (alright then, I’ll try to go earlier)”
T “osushi o tsukuru to omou (I think of making sushi)
I “sushi o suki da, jitsuwa nihon liori ga suki da (I like sushi, in fact I like Japanese food)”
I like Japanese food, even before I knew T.
T “A-san no tame ni kayoobi ni sushi o tsukuru, ato de yiken o oshieru, ii? (I make sushi for you on Tue, and you give me your feedback, OK?).”
Make sushi for me? What an lucky fellow, I said to myself! My wife had never cooked anything for me, but I shouldn’t compare…
I " tsugoii yo, arigato! (great, thank you!)”
The Japanese language has many forms of speech (polite, casual, honorific, humble), I was delighted that the language we used changed from polite to casual, the form used among friends, not between teacher and student.
After that night’s texts, we text each other at least once a day, always I initiate. Excuses to text her are usually asking her some Japanese questions, followed by some questions to find out more about her, she always reply me within 5 min, except when she was having lessons, in that case she will apologise to me for not replying fast enough but I always tell her don’t need to apologise.
After 5 days, I gathered that she
- stayed with her younger brother (who was reading engineering at NTU) in a 4-room HDB rented flat, the owner locked up the master bedroom.
- had a dog,
- had more than 15 students, from 5 to 18 years old (excluding I), mainly girls, only 3 boys, I was her oldest student, 38 years old, ha.
- free in the morning, unless she had interpreter job in companies (she was a freelancer interpreter too), her lessons started from 12 till late at night, latest is me, end at 9.30 pm or someone figurine 10 pm.
- her monthly income was between $3.5k to $4k.
- most important of all, she doesn’t have a boyfriend…
The next 2 lessons (both 2 hours plus) she made effort to cook sushi for me. I made effort to go early for lesson and match her schedule. I didn’t send her back since there was no rain, but in any case I was riding motorbike so rain or no rain also not good….
I sensed that in order for this friendship or relationship to proceed, it is imperative that I be honest and come clean with her, I have to tell her directly or indirectly that I’m married with 2 kids.
The opportunity came on the 6 lesson, after CNY………..