Kiyo seemed quite sure that some day I would achieve high position in society and become famous. Equally she was sure that my big brother, who was spending his hours studiously, was only good for his white skin, and would stand no show in the future.

I asked her once what kind of a man I should be.

Kiyo's meter

Elder brother

Your future job...?

Social class, academic reputation, conduct...

Hmmmm...

You will live in a house with grand entrance hall, and ride in a private rikisha! ....I'm sure.

WHAT DO YOU BASE THAT ON!?

She seemed to have formed no concrete idea as to that.