I am still wondering why he gave me the out of proportion performance yesterday and what the meaning of his unduly performance was while ascending on stairs. “At any rate, Jorgito is an unfathomable and metagrobolized man,” I nod to myself as if it were his definition.
Jorgito is ensconcing in the sofa comfortably and says, “I love the atmosphere of the apartment very much. You’ll miss the apartment, amigo.”
I nod wistfully and go to the kitchen. I take the bottles of water from the refrigerator and give one of them to him.
“Thanks, amigo. By the way, today is your very last day in Mexico, so what are you going to do?”
I sit on the sofa and reply serenely, “I have to go to Mexico City Airport by 5:00 a.m. tomorrow morning due to my early flight schedule, so Gerardo and I will just go to Chili’s and enjoy delicious food. Are you coming with us?”
“I really want to go with you, amigo, but I can’t because of my business. I have to go to Toluca to check the houses and stay in Queretaro tonight. Besides, I got stupid UC attach yesterday. For that reason, I can’t eat much food,” he nods apologetically, pressing his lips.
“That’s why you didn’t eat anything yesterday at your aunt’s house and asked me pills? But why? I thought your stomach was getting better. How many times did you get bowel movement yesterday?”
“Six times, amigo. I went to a fucking bathroom six times and had fucking diarrhea. Anyway, my stomach is getting fine right now because of the magical pill. I took Salofalk suppository last night. I’m no longer ass virgin, you know, ha-ha-ha….”
I am a bit worried about my stomach, too, so I inquire, “Do you think I should buy Pentasa suppository and bring it to Japan, since I can’t buy it there. I don’t take it anymore, but if my illness gets worse, it’ll become my talisman.”
“Who knows? Shogo, you must have your talisman, because you’re about to set your feet on the purgatory again. You’ll need to be bulwarked, so to speak. I hope to Christ that you’ll stay there as short as possible.”