"Who is Fuji-san?" Tezuka asks his grandfather when he gets home. He has not even stopped to take off his shoes, or put down his schoolbag. His grandfather frowns at this.
"Fuji-san?" He replies, surprised. "A friend of mine; I've told you that."
"He didn't seem much like a friend." Tezuka says, almost sulkily.
"He?" This time Tezuka's grandfather seems amused.
"Never mind." Tezuka mumbles. His grandfather just nods, and Tezuka goes out to the garden to check on the roses bushes, though they do not need pruning yet.
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"Who is Fuji-san?" Tezuka asks his grandfather when he gets home. He has not even stopped to take off his shoes, or put down his schoolbag. His grandfather frowns at this.
"Fuji-san?" He replies, surprised. "A friend of mine; I've told you that."
"He didn't seem much like a friend." Tezuka says, almost sulkily.
"He?" This time Tezuka's grandfather seems amused.
"Never mind." Tezuka mumbles. His grandfather just nods, and Tezuka goes out to the garden to check on the roses bushes, though they do not need pruning yet.
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