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Kenji chewed his pen. Furereba? Futtara? The book’s revenge was subtle: furu (to fall) becomes futtara (if it falls). He wrote it down. Then he wrote a second sentence below the answer box, on the margin: “Yuko-san ga isogashikereba, watashi wa matsu.” (If Yuko is busy, I will wait.)

“Anh Kenji, you look like you’re fighting a dragon,” she said, bringing him a cà phê sữa đá . Fukushuu D Minna No Nihongo

One month later, Kenji stood at the bakery counter. His hands were clammy. Behind him, the Fukushuu D workbook sat in his bag, now fully completed in pencil, erased, and re-completed in pen. Lesson 12’s margin was filled with clumsy love sentences. Kenji chewed his pen

He wasn’t supposed to write there. The workbook belonged to the company’s language class. But revenge was personal. The book’s revenge was subtle: furu (to fall)

“ Daijoubu desu ka? ” she asked. Are you okay?

The workbook was revenge.

His weapon of choice was the standard textbook series: Minna No Nihongo . But not the main book. No, the main book was for the classroom, for the gentle sensei who smiled when he mixed up kaimasu (to buy) and kaerimasu (to return). The main book was hope.