The two of them went back inside, entered the lecture hall, and took their seats. By and by the professor appeared. They both began taking notes. Sanshirō's mind was on Great Dark Void, so he set the copy of Literary Review, still open to the page, next to his notebook. When he wasn't writing notes, he was glancing discretely at the magazine. Fortunately, the professor was nearsighted. Furthermore, he was thoroughly absorbed in his own lecture and took no notice of Sanshirō's imprudence. Sanshirō enjoyed himself, note taking here and reading there. Doing the work of two men single-handedly, however, turned out to be an impossible feat. In the end, his lecture notes and Great Dark Void became jumbled in his mind. Only one line from Yojirō's writing stuck with clarity.
"How many years does nature take to form a jewel? And how many years does it sparkle in silence before fortune discovers it?" This was the line he remembered. The rest was a blur. On the other hand, he'd made it through this whole period without once writing "stray sheep" in his notes.
As soon as the lecture ended, Yojirō turned to Sanshirō and asked, "What did you think?"
When Sanshirō replied that he hadn't read it through yet, Yojirō reproached him for mis-prioritizing his time. Then he implored him to read it. Sanshirō promised he would read it at home without fail. At noon, the two of them left together through the university gate.
"I trust you're coming tonight?" Yojirō asked when they stopped at the corner in Nishikatamachi. There was a class get-together that evening. Sanshirō had forgotten about it. Finally recalling the details, he replied that he intended to go.
"Stop by my place before. There's something I want to talk to you about." Yojirō had a pen barrel propped behind his ear, and he seemed in high spirits. Sanshirō accepted his request.