“ Fukushuu ,” he said, tapping his bag. “ Minna No Nihongo no fukushuu. ”
His weapon of choice was the standard textbook series: Minna No Nihongo . But not the main book. No, the main book was for the classroom, for the gentle sensei who smiled when he mixed up kaimasu (to buy) and kaerimasu (to return). The main book was hope. Fukushuu D Minna No Nihongo
“ Shigoto ga hayaku owattara ,” he said slowly, “ mata kimasu. Yuko-san to… hanashitai kara. ” “ Fukushuu ,” he said, tapping his bag
To anyone else, it was just a grid of blank lines, polite illustrations of office workers, and conjugation tables for te-iru forms. To Kenji Tanaka, it was a battlefield. ” he said