Cafe Stories

At the convenience store late at night, she gave me half of the oden. Later, when she moved, she pulled out a note from her accounting book: "The extra money you paid for the umbrella that day will be paid back to you next time we meet." On the back of the note, I wrote secretly that night: "There is no need to return the umbrella, why don't you take it with me?" She hasn't mentioned it yet. But every time it rains, I always remember to put an umbrella in my bag.