Riri in the small mirror
I threw the mirror in the general direction of Riku’s bed and ran downstairs. I just couldn’t take any more of what Riri was telling me. “Good morning mom.” I said. Mom was setting the table for breakfast. Riku was watching TV still in his jammies. “Give me a hand Mari chan, will you?” Mom said, handing me a little wooden box full of pairs of chopsticks. She wanted me to place a pair of chopsticks by the miso soup bowls she’d already set on the table. “You’re not getting a scrap of this delicious breakfast before you change from your pajamas. I’d go change and brush my teeth this very minute if I were you,” mom said to Riku. Riku obliged after a few minutes. He flew upstairs and he was back to the dining area ready for the first meal of the day in what appeared to be three or four minutes! I don’t know how he does it but Riku is pretty fast at changing form one set of clothes into another. Could be because he carelessly drops whatever he’s been wearing on the floor.
couldn’t take 聞けなかった
give someone a hand (人) に手を貸す、手伝う
a scrap of (否定文で) わずかの〜
oblige 願いを聞き入れる
carelessly 不注意に、ぞんざいに
