Good Water

The waiter sighed, slapping down the menu as if the mere action of picking it up had been the greatest inconvenience of his life. He picked up a list that had been next to the menu stand. “Reservation name?”“It might be under Yokohara?” he said. Reia had said he made the reservation under Yokohara’s name, so it was by far the most reasonable assumption.The blank stare from the waiter told Yokohara all he needed to know.“Try Yuki?” he offered, but only received another blank stare in return. Yokohara sighed and offered up the only other name Reia could have chosen. “Yokonishi?”