"Is that it? Did you come up with a cactus in your current story?
Dropping off Matsumoto heading to the storeroom, I glanced back at the cactus filling the flower bed.
Needle Mountain Hell, which was the trigger in the first place, stretches out its shadows in a slightly tilted out sun. Though it was some shortest route past story, the cactus at heart is not out yet.
"That cactus was a gift for my son."
Your aunt's son, that means.
"Yuji's father?
"Right? I ran away from home and got married, so I ran out of money. I took down the price at the flower shop across the street and managed to fit it in my budget."
"Yes, what is it"
"If you're a grandfather, you're stubborn that it's because you make less money. I said," Let's rub it! "'What a yell? He's always been a delicate person in weird places."
"Thank you for your hard work."
"I'm fine with anything with love, what a song, but I've never been over it without a hard time, have I? When you propose, this one stays swinging."
Couscous, a gift for your son, so memorable that you can speak so jealously with a laugh.
My son's appearance, that is. Not now.
Once again, I glanced at the flowerbed and said, "Cactus grows small cactus from the sides when they are growing. That's more flowerbed stuff," recalls Matsumoto saying.
"Well, the first strain that I planted in the flowerbed..."
If you want to say more, what tenosuke is Matsumoto growing?
"I can't get rid of the little cactus my son grew up with around the time of his death. If it bothered you, Yuji would have replanted it."
"... I didn't know it was that important"
Mr. Matsumoto has brought Tenosuke to my house once.
I told Kiran I should let him have it, because I said it lightly. Without saying a word that's what my parents look like.
"Hey, Early Maiden"
"What is it?
"Is Yuji a kind man to you?"
"Yes, very"
Answer clearly.
"So you're being kept close to a man for you?
"Close, is it?
"My grandfather thought he was away from me, but he was actually close. If you hadn't noticed, I'm sure you wouldn't be doing this by now."
"It could be,"
I don't know the intent of the words, I can only gavel while tilting my little neck.
"Oh, there's no deep meaning to it. I was just wondering about you and Yuji."
"What is it?
"Conversely, no matter how close you are, the relationship won't last until you've seen them properly. I think that's close. Is Yuji a man close to you?
"It's"
I don't know.
That's because Matsumoto-san doesn't like it. I don't think it's because I wasn't looking at Matsumoto.
"If you don't hate Yuji, I want you to look at her. I think she needs that kind of woman."
"Necessary, is it?
"Because that kid is a kid who looks at other people all the time and doesn't look at himself. I don't know what relationship you and Yuji have, but I wouldn't be so comfortable if you'd look at Yuji."
Sorry, Matsumoto.
'I don't know what kind of relationship it is,' she said.
My aunt also found out that I was her.
"... I'm not that trustworthy of a fine person"
"Chihiro and Yusuka are kids who can choose who to hang out with. I trust you too because those kids trusted you."
In my hand, my aunt's squeaky hands overlapped.
This man overestimates me. Now I'm like a mask to get in touch with others.
Still.
"to me, if only to the best of my ability"
"Thanks"
That said, my aunt narrowed her eyes.
I don't know for sure with what face I answered that or what satisfied me.
I don't know, but my aunt smiled and let go of my hand.
"Well, it's time for you to go."
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
I'm wrapping my cooking sleeve around with my hand holding my hand until just now to see what's about to happen.
"Do you want me to go?
"'Cause you can't talk like this where Yuji is."
"It's, well"
It would be awkward for my own parents to stay where I'm asking her to do something about me.
Besides, it's a nickname.
"So I told you my grandfather's fishing gear was in the storeroom..."
"Was that a lie?
"Hey, say brain-pree."
"Brain Pree"
Nostalgic is the place to play and not play. In many ways things seem to say.
"Yeah, yeah, brain-pree. Maybe a little too dangerous for that."
"What?"
"Did you hear that from Yuji or Chihiro? We used to lay a futon for four, so we did our best."
"I asked that. I made some space to lay Yuji's bun later."
No. Those four letters come to mind in my brain.
There are two big ways to free up space.
Reduce things or move somewhere. And as far as the situation in this House is concerned, I can more or less see which method was taken.
The latter. I took something somewhere, yes.
"That's when I put it back together."
"Yes."
"It's packed in storage."
"Let's hurry, Auntie. truthfully. Quickly."
The space required for each person to sleep is surprisingly large.
If that's all you've opened up. If that destination is a general home-sized storage.
It was almost at the same time that I finally understood the seriousness of the situation and the roar sounded from the winning hand.
“Zugan!!!"
The house, it rocked.
"Oh, was it too late?"
"It kind of sounded like a total fire show though!?
Zugan. Even Zugan.
Like ragged, gobbled, dongalagashan. It is far from the image when things collapse from the storage.
"Reminds me of an earthquake off the western coast. Wow. It sounded amazing back then."
My aunt looks nostalgic and looks up at the dirt wall crack that must have entered in that earthquake in 2007.
"Um, the story is even at dinner."
"Yeah, but was Tokyo amazing during the Great East Japan Earthquake? Did Yuji tell you? Kanto still rocks all the time. Do you have a cupboard or something properly secured?
"I'll take my time talking about that at dinner too!
Two rescuers.
Boxes, stepladders, spare shabu-tails, sneaky baked goods dolls - I heard at dinner that it was a traditional craft called Hakata dolls - etc.
"Wow, we painted it in elementary school. - Your sketch, it was here."
"Heh, very similar. Yan. Decorate the walls?
"Sisters? It's more buried now than it was in the past. Would you look at me?
"Grandpa's here too..."
"Ababa"
"Oh."
It also took twenty minutes for four rescue teams to rescue Matsumoto and his uncle, buried in all sorts of things, adding Yuu-ha and Chihiro who rushed.
I was just saying, "Grandpa left me swinging." Though he said it with a laugh.
Dear Auntie, I think maybe a hundred thousand people in Itoshima City will say that when you're swinging around better.