"You never know what will happen," Yojirō concluded.
Sanshirō found this all quite amusing, and nothing more than amusing. He looked up at the moon, high above, and laughed loudly. Repaid or not, he was feeling good.
"Don't laugh," Yojirō cautioned.
Sanshirō's mirth continued.
"Stop laughing and give it some thought. After all, wasn't it on my account, my failure to pay you back, that you borrowed from Mineko?"
"What of it?"
"Isn't that something in itself? -- You are in love with her, aren't you?"
Yojirō was a keen observer. Sanshirō grunted vaguely and looked back up at the moon. A white cloud was now skirting it.
"Have you paid her back?"
"Don't. Keep the money."
Such carefree manner. Sanshirō didn't reply. He had no intention of keeping the money. In fact, after paying the twenty for his room and board, he'd thought to call again at the Satomi residence that very next day to return the extra ten. In consideration of the lender, though, he'd decided against too prompt a repayment. He'd held off, foregoing for now the chance for another visit. Then, on some impulse, he'd dropped his guard and indulged himself. The fee for this evening's party, in fact, had come from that ten yen. Not just his own, but Yojirō's too. At this point, two or three yen remained. He thought to buy himself a winter shirt.