"I don't know what to do, I can't get close..."
"It's okay not to be frightened. 'Cause they're nice people."
Support Mr. Mio, who stuck Scoop in his hand, instead of watering down.
'I'm sorry it's not just a sudden push and a treat, so I want to help you with something,' Mio said, noting that Grandma had just entrusted me with the care of the flowerbed.
Mio, a white piece with an apron on his sandal buckwheat, stands in his own home garden. The summer sun is such a dazzling sight.
"Early Maiden, you don't like cactus?
"No, that's not what I... Hey, Yuji, how is this happening?
"If you dare to say so, you're a yuki."
"The cactus is the only living flower bed that can be raised by a boiler...?
Until fifteen years ago, the Matsumoto flowerbed was a very ordinary flowerbed. I have memories of tulips blooming in the spring.
Fourteen years ago, a stray species from somewhere blossomed Oscilloibana. Red and yellow flowers expanded their sphere of power during one summer, and in the following year all flower beds became oscilloibanas.
It was the families of Savohara Tenosuke who would have guarded their absence in my room by now that drove it off.
"Cactus grows little cactus on the side when you grow it."
"Really?
"He replanted the cactus kid his grandfather raised in a flowerbed on a little whim."
Little little kid cactus that it was about a thumb at the time.
Honestly, I thought it would die buried in Oscillo Ibana. Desert-born vitality was not Dada.
"Uh, hey, from this end, Savohara Tenta, Tenziloh, Tenten, Somboten, Tetente, Tenteten, Teteten, Tetetetetteen"
"I'm naming you..."
"I can only tell by Yuxia. He's the one who named our tenosquet."
Cactus is a slow-growing plant. The first few years only grew securely in the corner of the flowerbed.
But I won't give in.
I would never give up where I got it once.
Twitching and expanding the territory, 90% of the flowerbeds are now under the control of the Tenoske clan.
"That's the other 10%, by the way"
"... if you plant a kamaboko board, will it increase?
"It doesn't increase. It's the tomb of the goldfish that Yusuka gets every year with her part-time bills by helping her with the goldfish stall."
"We're all asleep in peace. Hanakin, Kinziloh, Kingo, Kinkabjo..."
"I wonder what the cat monster's name is on the fish..."
Kim Hwa Cat (Kinkabyo). I saw it online before that it was a cat monster passed on to China.
But was it when I was checking the ingredients for Kim Wah Ham? I remember feeling anxious because I thought it was made of cats.
"If I get it again this year, I'll make it 'Premium Kin' -"
"... Oh, it's Premium Friday"
Needless to say, it was not in the previous company.
"Well, it's just hot, even if it takes too long. Let's get this taken care of."
"Where do I get this from?
"It's your job to think about it."
"Oh, you look beautiful. Good luck."
"I, from now on, will be a good boy. I don't just want to go to Needle Mountain Hell."
"It's an odd encounter, so am I."
The remainder of the dead cactus shards and fallen leaves disappear, and Grandma narrows her eyes to an increasingly cactus rate flower bed.
I am impressed by the fact that it has often been restored from that outward demonic realm.
Yu Xia, who was moving around most freely, had gone somewhere by the time she was too free to take care of herself.
"Have some wheat tea. Thank you so much."
"No. But is that okay? Cactus-only flowerbeds..."
"That's okay. I'm busy all year round and I like it."
"Well, I certainly won't scatter it."
"Besides. I can't throw that cactus away because it's me and my grandfather's cupid."
"Cupid?"
"Yes, I wonder how many years ago that was."
Today, Grandpa is going out to a friend's house.
Is that why? Grandma started talking about her daughterhood that I hadn't heard much about either.
"Oh? I wonder how many years ago. It should have been more than 50 years ago. When did Marilyn Monroe come to Hakata?
I spent about fifteen minutes until it started, but I started.