Description: Masafumi lets Tot go out with Nagi, but Crawford ruins things.
gambol \GAM-buhl\ , intransitive verb:
1. To dance and skip about in play; to frolic.
noun:
1. A skipping or leaping about in frolic.
"Oh goodie, goodie! Daddy is letting Tot go out with Nagi? Really? Thank you so much." The girl squealed and threw herself into Masafumi's arms. He hugged her back, wearing a magnanimous smile.
"Yes, but there is a small task I want you to do for me."
"Anything, Daddy!" she said before spinning around and doing a impromptu skip around Masafumi's laboratory.
"I want you to bring Nagi here after you finish seeing the movie." Masafumi took a seat behind his desk and rested his chin on a balled up fist.
Tot paused, baffled. "But why? Doesn't Daddy still hate Schwarz?"
"Yes, my dear."
"Daddy wouldn't hurt Nagi?" Her eyes were wide with fear.
"Not at all," Masafumi said brightly. "It's time I met your young suitor."
"So, Nagi, what is it you do for Schwarz?" Masafumi asked. The frail looking teenager glanced up from the plate of cookies Schön was serving. His eyes grew stormy.
"Anything Crawford tells me to do."
"Really? So this Crawford, this mystery... American... why would he command such loyalty from you and those other two men? What makes Crawford so... special?"
Nagi's eyes grew darker still as Tot lay her head on his shoulder, encouraging him to answer truthfully. A pounding on the front door startled Masafumi, then aggravated him. He brushed past Schön and her cookies and marched to the front door. He wasn't really surprised to see Crawford there, but he knew he should be. The man shoved his glasses high on his nose and gave Masafumi a smarmy grin.
"It's late for Nagi. He has school tomorrow," Crawford said. He then called out, "Nagi, time to go."
Obediently, the teenager jogged from Masafumi's home and got into Crawford's car, not a word or glance given. Crawford swung his jacket over his shoulder and said, "Better luck next time."