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A day to himself.
Sakamoto didn't get many, but when he did, he liked to spend it with the birds. They were understanding, and made surprisingly good friends. His father had had him studying architecture lately, and he was eager to build his flighty friends a new house. Slipping on his coat, he opened the door. Taking his first step, he almost tripped.
Almost.
He caught himself gracefully, just like how he was taught. Then again, if he was truly practicing his teachings, he wouldn't have stumbled at all. He took a moment to do what he should have done as soon as he opened the door: take in his surroundings. He looked out the door, up, around the neighborhood. Finally, guessing that whatever he tripped on was on the front porch, he looked down.
What's this? A box? Who put this here?
This was a rather strange occurrence, but Sakamoto would not allow himself to be flustered. He took the box into the house, being sure to shrug off his coat in the smoothest way possible (he still needed some practice, but he'd get the hang of it), sliding off his shoes quickly, and set the box on the dining room table.
Should he open it? It was addressed to him, wasn't it? It said Sakamoto, but Sakamoto only, so technically it could be for anybody who lived in the house; him, his mother, or his father. Should he open it? If it wasn't for him, to open it would be improper. Quite the dilemma. He could ask his father, but what if he didn't want to be bothered? Would it be a bother if it was for him? What if it wasn't for him? What if it really was for Sakamoto and he was wasting time?
This is what he was learning to do. To assess. To calculate. To comprehend.
If only he could do it faster!
He'd need to learn to wait, practice will come, it will help. But right now, as a still learning, rambunctious, middle school student, he was impatient, ready to tear the box to pieces. Thinking better of it, but still not being able to control his young curiosity, he clenched his eyes shut as he quickly took the box's top off. Slowly lifting his eyelids, his impatience was soothed as he finally glanced inside...