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The Cat Returns – The Christmas Case
The snow was falling lightly as Yoshioka Haru arrived at the Crossroads Café. She looked around, but she didn’t see Muta anywhere. ‘Where is that cat?’ she asked herself. ‘Probably busy at the Bureau.’ She decided to get a coffee and wait.
Haru didn’t have to wait long. “Muta!” she called out. It didn’t matter that some of the other patrons turned to look at her.
The large cat came up to her. “Hi to you to,” he said.
“How are Toto and the Baron?” she asked, as she usually did.
“They’re fine,” Muta answered. “But they miss you.”
“It has been busy at school. But with Christmas coming, I will be able to visit the Bureau.”
“You can come this evening?”
“Yes,” Haru answered. She had considered visiting the Bureau considering that it was just over a week before Christmas. She finished the coffee. “Let’s go then.”
“I knew you were going to say that,” Muta said with a groan.
Five minutes later, Haru emerged from a side alley into the European style square the Bureau called home. ‘I’ll have to remember that way,’ she thought as she saw Muta emerge from a different side alley. She had just found another new route into the square. With the Square lying in a kind of side space, the routes to and from it didn’t exactly adhere to Euclidian geometry. ‘Of course I don’t always end up here,’ she thought. Most often a new route lead back to the Crossroads, but sometimes to different places.
One time Toto had to rescue her. Haru shook her head as she approached the Bureau.
The snow was falling lightly as Yoshioka Haru arrived at the Crossroads Café. She looked around, but she didn’t see Muta anywhere. ‘Where is that cat?’ she asked herself. ‘Probably busy at the Bureau.’ She decided to get a coffee and wait.
Haru didn’t have to wait long. “Muta!” she called out. It didn’t matter that some of the other patrons turned to look at her.
The large cat came up to her. “Hi to you to,” he said.
“How are Toto and the Baron?” she asked, as she usually did.
“They’re fine,” Muta answered. “But they miss you.”
“It has been busy at school. But with Christmas coming, I will be able to visit the Bureau.”
“You can come this evening?”
“Yes,” Haru answered. She had considered visiting the Bureau considering that it was just over a week before Christmas. She finished the coffee. “Let’s go then.”
“I knew you were going to say that,” Muta said with a groan.
Five minutes later, Haru emerged from a side alley into the European style square the Bureau called home. ‘I’ll have to remember that way,’ she thought as she saw Muta emerge from a different side alley. She had just found another new route into the square. With the Square lying in a kind of side space, the routes to and from it didn’t exactly adhere to Euclidian geometry. ‘Of course I don’t always end up here,’ she thought. Most often a new route lead back to the Crossroads, but sometimes to different places.
One time Toto had to rescue her. Haru shook her head as she approached the Bureau.
