Sakura and cherry riding in their ostriches
"Look, uncle! Here's the perfect spot for my summer place! So please fill in all these holes and relocate the raft. Oh. Who'd leave a perfectly good head."
"What a waste."
Shutaro was laying down "Tell me about it. I'm in my prime here. I'm terminal, you know? I probably only have another two days left to live."
"That's a bummer, man."
"If l, Sakura…that's my name…only had time left to live, l would do things that l wanted or wished to do."
"Like what?"
"I'd lose to become a professional whistler. I'm pretty amazing at it now but l want even get better. You know what else l would do? I would invade a prefecture using my whistling."
"Easy for you to say, you're a Miko."
"Yes, and you are only just a sad little head. there must be something you want to do before you die!"
"Well, there is this one thing."
"What? Tell me."
"I never had the guts to tell Asuka how l feel about her. How l've always felt about her."
"Fine. Don't tell me! Oh…Is it a like Tanabata story."
"You're a dead boy anyway."
"Yeah. Yeah. You're right."
"Well, you've got to march right up to this woman. Look her right in the eye. Lean forward. Just a little, or almost all the way. Then you let her lean forward a little until you're…just lips's distance that you tell her that you stink."
"Actually, it's more like you love her."
"You're a real player. Now listen to me. You got to rise up."
Shutaro slowly to rise up
"I can't hear you!"
"yeah."
"Good! You got to rise up!"
"You're gonna to get out the hole!"
"Go up to her face!"
"I'm rising out to the ground!"
"He's rising, uncle."
"You feel it? You go right up to this woman."
"Tell the truth!"
"I'm going to tell her!"
"Yeah! I'm going to do it! I'm going to do it!"
Shutaro walked off with pride on his face with Sakura commented "I love that little happy head."