That’s why he was indifferent when he chose. There were times when he could figure it out by touch, but since not knowing what he would get was more fun, and other customers may not like him feeling around the products, he usually grabbed at random, and took it up to the register.
—I’m glad today was a success.
He carried the sandwich to his mouth that naturally formed a smile. That may not have been something to get so excited over, but he always thought finding happiness in the little things was a special skill of his. Since he knew grieving over every little thing was pointless, he decided to live at least somewhat optimistically. As he chewed, he heard a group of young boys cutting across the park who smelled of curry. Since the park was right in the middle of an office town, there were a lot of restaurants and food trucks in the area, but Tatsumi’s ever sensitive nose picked up on the smell of a school issued lunch. There seemed to be a kindergarten and elementary school nearby, so he would always hear the high-pitched voices of children and smell their lunches.
—But, I can’t always figure it out by the smell&h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip;curry is easy to recognize though. Ah, now I kind of feel like eating curry&h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip;
Since he didn’t do much of his own cooking, he rarely had opportunities to eat curry. Deciding pre-packaged should be fine, he would have some next time. Tatsumi stuffed the last bite of his sandwich into his mouth.