"I was free, Mr. Mio. Your reservation has been changed."

"I changed it..."

Shinkansen, originally booked with the intention of returning Thursday, was changed to Friday.

Show Mio the screen of the smartphone labeled 'Changes Accepted' and take a breather.

"I thought it was difficult at times, but the timing seemed good. Now we can stay in Fukuoka until Friday."

"Hirosaka says no, too, and you don't have to be in Fukuoka that far..."

"Baseball starts with nine back-to-back outings. I don't know what's going to happen in the world until the end."

They say the meeting place is in front of Hakata Station.

Betta, but it's a good choice as a place to meet and break up. It is possible that Yusuka, who has low romantic experience, is flushed into the atmosphere.

Whatever I can't do, I can't go home until I see the results.

"Or did Mr. Mio want to go home early?

"Yeah, I want to be more because the rice is delicious"

"That's good. I'll be living tofu for a while when I get home. Enjoy your eyes now."

Ramen, dumplings, fried squid Etosetra Etosetra. The calories Mio consumed on this trip to Fukuoka are literally supposed to be "different digits".

I don't even ask for the exact weight...... Well, it's not hard to imagine what's going on.

"Ugh... I can't book the Shinkansen, in about three days?

"No, sir."

By the way, JRxi Japan is years ahead of East Japan, unlocking the Shinkansen web booking.

I guess there are a lot of circumstances in the railway industry as well. but western japan wins on this point. I won't let you have all the big faces because you have a capital. East Japan.

"But now you keep Petite Camp until next year...... Sorry for my convenience."

"Kira-chan said he couldn't even come, and I think he was just fine."

"Now let's plan it out early."

"Hey."

My stay in Fukuoka is on my fifth day, and I'm getting tired today.

The only thing left for us to do is roll a futon over a tatami tatami.

Oh, the smell of mosquito ray incense is comforting.

"... that?

As Mio clenches his neck, he peeks into the mosquito lint insert with the chicken pattern. If you look closely, the smoke hasn't gone up.

"There's no more mosquito cutter."

"It's not even in the can below. The buyout should be somewhere...... Shit, I should have heard it before the grandmothers went out"

It's just me and Mr. Mio in this house today.

The whole family pays for their own errands. Although Yusuka didn't just say "restless" and go for a run.

"I'll get it -?

"No, I thought it might be here or in the Tans over there"

Then I'll see what I can do.

Opposite me exploring the storage of the heavenly bags, Mr. Mio heads to the tans next to the TV. I think I heard that one of the dowry tools is that Grandma was brought slightly when she was dowry.

"There isn't."

"No. Where is it?"

Two at home, a little joint work.

... I don't know, this slight feeling of newlywedness. Not bad.

"... Matsumoto"

"What is it? You haven't thought about it?

I was a little confused, or pulled back on Mio's voice. Has the thought leaked?

When Sister Chihiro read my thoughts, I thought it was a bloodless move, but Mio might not read it either. A disease where my thoughts can be heard around, like...

"This, auntie, isn't it...?

"Huh? Oh yes, which is it?

Apparently he didn't hear my thoughts, he found something out of Tans.

What Mio offered was an old-fashioned, book-type photo holder that included matchmaking photos.

"Wow, how many years ago was this"

From old photo holders and faded photographs, I can feel the extraordinary years.

It's a young woman there in the picture. She's not even twenty years old. She's a beauty in Japanese clothing, but she does have a shadow.

"Grandma, right"

"Me, I worked with a garment store once."

"Clothes shop?

I know a clothing store that deals with Japanese clothing. Until you have a specific company name, you should not ask more than it is about your job.

"That's when I remembered the rank of kimonos."

"Highly priced and cheap, is it"

"It's more complicated to be exact... more or less like that"

That's what we're talking about.

I'm sure the Japanese clothes Grandma in the picture are quite expensive.

"Is this expensive? How many million yen or something?

"Sandan Manen"

"Sandan Manen"

Sanzanmen.

"I don't know because I'm not an expert, but I think the one who does at least 30 million yen."

"... a loan of clothes, or something"

"No, maybe."

The history of rental clothing is surprisingly shallow.

Because clothing culture became more common and it was a new business for garment shops that suffered from reduced demand for Japanese clothing.

It would have been an industry that existed in the time this photograph was taken, but it's hard to imagine that it had grown to be so good as to lend a kimono to a pong.

"Born of a big house, I heard, not so much..."

"I guess it was a lady"

That's grandpa and I ran off and got married and lived in poverty as well.

It's a bigger love affair than I thought.

"Even so, Matsumoto, you found the album as a clue when you were, didn't you?

"Right."

"Could it be this time..."

"Exactly. That's not true. I guess."

It's a photograph.

But there's still a lot of past in this tans...

"I'm home! Wheat tea!!

"It's Yusuka!?

"Ababa"

I wasn't doing anything wrong. Somehow the two of us hid the photo.

"Hmm? What's wrong with you?

"No, do you exercise to use calories for a bit?

"What, maybe what? What did I do?!?

"Chi, no!?

"Wow, I'll do something eh when we're alone. Lovers are so..."

Oh, I'm soaked.

You remind me that I may soon be confessed.

"Ah, Yusuka, by the way, the mosquito ray incense buying..."

"... come"

"Huh?"

"Moppen, I'm gonna run!

"Oh Yuka, you should go hydrate!?

"Thank you, Maiden! And the mosquito ray incense opens up there!

It's a lot on my mind, that guy.

"It's a youth."

"You're a youth."

No more momentum or fame to explore Tans, the night I welcomed him.

After a qualitative dinner, the Matsumoto family was reaching for the basket placed on the table.

"Ahma!!

"Hey Yusuka, eat more calmly."

"You ran and couldn't blow it off and ran off to food, this guy"

"But that's really sweet. When it comes to fruit from Fukuoka, I just say it's strawberries."

"Yes, figs are delicious, too. I got a lot from a farmer I know."

Today's dessert is figs.

The shadow is a little thin when pressed by the strawberry "Amao," but it can actually be a specialty that boasts the nation's second-largest production.

Red fruit, picked from fertile lands in warm climates, is sweet anyway all over the South fruit.

"That, Grandpa, aren't you eating?

"I don't like sweets. That's unusual."

"... no, a little"

Sure, only Grandpa hasn't moved while everyone reaches out.

I suppose you're willing to eat around having one secured on the plate at hand. He cares about the outside in a softly restless way.

"Grandma, I turned on the TV. Weather forecast."

"Yes, sir."

"Weather?"

Turning some channels, I found the weather forecast for the regional bureau.

We remembered looking at the weather map displayed behind the slightly nervous, voice-colored caster.

My grandfather said he was a former fisherman.

"Typhoon XI, which landed in southern Kyushu, is going north at higher speeds."

"Oh, isn't this a good idea?

On the path of a typhoon, in the middle of it.

There was a slightly larger double round mark depicting Fukuoka City.

Fukuoka City is expected to be in the storm zone by the day after tomorrow.

"Ah..."

As Castor's voice continued, Yuxia gave a peek into the phone with a missing voice between them.

Is it the chat app that shows on the screen of the smartphone that you can see?

"... meet me"

"Yuka?

"Meet me, I was wondering if I could do it tomorrow..."

Says the opponent's day off has been brought forward. He wants to see me before then.

"Oh. But I want you to go."

"Ugh, yeah. I'm coming, yeah."

Sudden foreclosure while my mind is not ready.

Grandpa is still staring out before Yusuka, who can't hide his confusion.

"Granny."

"Yes."

"If it smells the same as that day, I will"

"... is it Master Left"

There was supposed to be a three-day respite. The day of the battle, which we celebrated with nothing in place, is tomorrow.