"Natsuko Takamura" was her name.
She was always loitering by herself by the steps of the building where we both lived.
She seemed not to be good at making friends. I could relate.

"Maybe I can be friends with you, mister."

The words were like magic. Natsuko and I were friends now,
just by her arbitrary and naive choice. So simple. It's why I like young girls.
I invited her into my place to hang out for a while.

To enjoy some grown up friendship.

[From DLsite English]