Junai

Return: Chapter 5」

Just like a person's fate is uncertain, the fate of a company is also in darkness and it's unknown what would happen to it in the future. This spring, I came to experience this fact first hand. The company I had worked at for four years was merged with a new major software company and 'job security' was not an aspect of the merge, so a lot of employees were laid off. I was prepared to be the first one on that list of people being laid off, because I had been on a leave-of-work for three months, but fortunately, for some reason I was not fired. I was to join a major trading company and help create the new system accounting software – a new project that began in April after the merge.
The head office was located in Osaka, so I left Tokyo, my permanent home since birth, and came to live in Osaka at the company dormitory, which was far away from work. Being an introvert had always been my disposition and since a good number of my previous colleagues, as well as friends, had been laid off, it came to be that I practically knew no one at the firm. On top of that, since the head office was in Osaka, it was only natural that the Kansai dialect was everywhere.
I couldn't help but think how aggressive the unfamiliar the pronunciation of speech sounded, even though I knew the people speaking didn't intend it to be so.
Because of that, I became completely withdrawn, and before long, it became a pain to go to work. I thought about quitting work, but because it was hard to find employment these days, due to a shortage of jobs on the job market, I didn't have the courage to quit. Clearly, there was no way out for me.
One day, Shirai, a project leader, as well as a manager of one of the sections of the system, said to me, "How about we go get something to eat?"
Among all the people speaking Kansai dialect, Shirai mostly spoke standard Japanese, perhaps because we was a Kanto native. He was thirty-two years old and appeared very capable at his job. I heard that the young man had been entrusted with a rather important position of being a project leader by a special-case promotion. People said that he was quite a shrewd man, but he was actually soft-spoken. On top of that, when he passed by a group of people, he turned everyone's heads because he was so handsome. He was highly popular with the women in the office.
I didn't have the courage to refuse an invitation from my boss, so on the day Shirai invited me, I had to go out to eat with him, but the restaurant he had selected surprised me. Even though I was sure that he would take me to the casual restaurant by the office, the place that Shirai chose could hardly be called casual. It was an Italian restaurant where it was deemed not unusual to serve on guests. The prices startled me, and I was at a loss about what to order.
I was unfamiliar with the restaurants in Osaka, but the customers at this particular restaurant were only rich, married couples and well-dressed salary men accompanied by beautiful young women.
"Choose what you'd like, but if you're unsure, let's settle on the full-course meal," Shirai said to me, perhaps sensing that I was at a loss about what to choose. I thought we were getting the prix-fixe menu for two, but Shirai chose the most expensive 'Chef's Recommendation' as if it were nothing.
Maybe he's putting it on his expense account? I wondered.
I wanted to know if he was paying out of his own pocket, but naturally that was an impolite thing to ask. Nevertheless, when I tried to spy on him to see how he was paying, our eyes met and Shirai smiled.
"Nothing to be modest for. I chose this restaurant, because I'm fond of the cuisine and because no one from the company will come here."
Although he told me I didn't need to be modest, in my opinion, I thought I hadn't been 'modest' from the start.
"I see..." was all I could say as I cast my eyes down.
"It seems you haven't quite warmed up to your new environment. But frankly, I think this job is hard, isn't it?" Shirai got straight to the point, after we clinked our glasses of sparkling wine in a toast.
"No, the job is not hard. All the problems are with me."
I was scared of the Kansai dialect and I didn't know anyone, but naturally, an adult with a healthy mentality would be able to overcome these types of problems. Even if I were to confide about this with somebody, they would just make me out into a fool and typically suggest I resign from my job. However, I didn't tell any of that to Shirai, but Shirai's next words were not something I was expecting.
"No need to condemn yourself. What is troubling you? Is it the unfamiliar Kansai dialect? Are you perhaps feeling lonely because there isn't anyone to seek advice from? Ah, and yes, on top of everything, the food here doesn't suit your taste, correct?"
"......Well......"
Everything he said applied to me. I was at a loss for words as to how he knew. "I'm right, aren't I?" Shirai smiled, narrowing his eyes. "I've felt all of that myself."
"Are you from Tokyo, Mr. Shirai?"
I thought that he was, because of how he pronounced his words, and then he said "Yeah", confirming it. Shirai nodded and told me his hometown.
"My family home is on the boulevard along the Chuo Line in Kunitachi."
"Oh, so is mine!" What a coincidence! I exclaimed without thinking, but quickly quieted down, thinking I mustn't be so loud here. A woman at a table next to ours turned around in surprise.
"A coincidence, indeed. Which area? I live on the west side."
"I live in the center. Near Kunitachi Gakuen Elementary School..."
"I went to Gakuen Elementary."
"I went to Nishou Elementary."
Now that we found out we lived in the same vicinity, it was surprisingly easy to continue our conversation. We were six years apart in age, so we didn't know the same people, but we talked a lot about the shops we had frequented when we had been students.
"Oh, that variety store is gone?"
"Yes, it became a Chinese chain restaurant now."
"They remodeled the train station, too. Kunitachi has changed a lot."
"I see......"
From this, I understood that Shirai didn't go to his parents' home very much.
Shirai forced a smile and shrugged his shoulders.
"Actually, I have cut ties with my parents. One thing led to another and it's been ten years...no, twelve to thirteen years since I've seen them." "Eh?"
Cut ties? I was surprised to hear such a shocking thing and was at a loss for words again. I knew that cutting ties with one's parents was devastating, so I immediately thought that I should avoid that topic and changed the subject.
"Not only did Kunitachi change, Tachikawa, our neighboring city, also changed. Places along Chuo Line are really changing. Musashi-Sakai station, also..."
"Ahaha! I've troubled you, haven't I? Sorry," Shirai laughed and cut me off.
"Ah, um..."
"I let that slip. I was just enjoying talking to you so much," Shirai said smiling, and leaned a little towards me as he gazed into my eyes.
"You always have your head down at the office, but I think it'd be easier to talk to everyone if you looked up."
"......Ah, yes......." I agreed, nodding. So this put an end to that topic of
conversation. From this, I understood that he hadn't been lying when he had said that he had 'cut ties'. After that, our conversation shifted to how much progress I had made in the task assigned to me and how I was settling into the dormitory.
"Oh, you've made a lot of progress, haven't you? You don't need to work so hard, you know," he told me, regarding the progress of my work. Regarding the dormitory, he announced that I could move out if I found it inconvenient. "It's a single room, but you probably can't relax much in such a small space. You're more sensitive than others, so why don't you move out of the dormitory? I'll show you some affordable apartments."
Shirai smiled and added that his friend ran a real estate business. Before I could answer, he said that he would pick some out for me tomorrow. I immediately tried to pursue the conversation further.
"But, won't that be a problem?"
The room and board fee was higher than I had expected, but it was definitely less than renting an apartment. Besides, practically all the single employees at the office who couldn't commute to work from their parents' home resided in the dormitory. Up until now, I had never experienced communal living, and living the dorm life where you had to use a public bath and eat in a cafeteria was honestly a pain.
I mean, I did have a single room, but the size of that room was only three tatami mats. By any standard, having your bed, closet, and desk all be built-in did not give you enough space to relax, and the walls of that room were so thin, you could hear the people next door. The people next door often had their stereo on during the night. Even though they were smart enough to lower the volume, I still couldn't sleep because of the noise.
Hearing this noise made it seem like I had no privacy, so that was also quite a pain, but to move out of the dormitory......I didn't have the courage to do what other people didn't do.
"It won't be a problem. It wasn't long before I moved out of the dormitory myself. Isn't it unbelievable that it takes close to about one hour to get to work from there? There's no definite rule that says you must live in the dormitory, anyways. In fact, it's quite the opposite. Right now there's a strong demand for dorm rooms, since it's something they're lacking at the moment, so they'll be pleased if you move out and won't have any complaints."
".......I see......" for some reason I felt like I was being favorited. I wondered if he took care of his subordinates like this in order to inspire them to work diligently on their projects. But it would become a problem if he took such 'care' towards all of his subordinates, I thought, intently gazing at Shirai's face without even realizing it.
"What is it?"
Immediately noticing my gaze, Shirai smiled, narrowing his eyes again.
"No, I'm just......I'm sorry......"
I'm sorry for being a bad subordinate. I was about to say but stopped myself, thinking it sounded slavish. Nevertheless, it seemed that it had shown on my face, because he was being considerate again.
"No need to be sorry. I'm doing this, because I want to. I just want you to regain your smile."
"....................I see...................."
He was showing me such hospitality, but when I heard him say that, I couldn't stop myself from rudely feeling it set my teeth on edge.
Naturally, it would be ill of me to have him realize that I was thinking badly of him, so I looked down. Then I heard Shirai's kind voice in my ear.
"I've probably offended you, but I mean it when I say I want you to smile. I'm more than willing to cooperate with you on that. I'd like to invite you out to eat like this again sometime, so I'd be glad if we could get together."
"..........Thank you."
When I looked up, I saw that Shirai was smiling a little shyly.
Perhaps because he was slightly drunk, his eyes were misty and reflected the
twinkling flame of the candle on the table. The moment I thought that they looked beautiful, I felt uncomfortable. My former boss at the office had acted quite warmly towards me, because I had been mentally unstable at that time, but he had never done anything bold like invite me out to eat. A boss and subordinate are not family or even friends. Naturally, they're not lovers either. It seemed that I had felt uncomfortable because Shirai's invitation had sounded like he was trying to invite me out on a date. It was only after we had parted ways that I realized this, but I still pondered whether this was actually the reason for his superfluous care towards me.