Ippanjin Enpou Yori Kaeru. Mata Hatara Kaneba!

... ng, ng, ng, ng!!

I heard the sound of a dog from a window that was about half open to let the wind through.

"You? What are you barking about?"

"Oh, did something happen?It's unusual for a sesame to be so noisy. "

My wife called out to her husband who was reading a newspaper on TV to BGM in the living room from the kitchen.

My husband also seemed to have noticed a quiet dog barking all the time.

The dog sesame was taken out for a daily walk.

The usual walking course where your son and grandson circle around before breakfast with sesame seeds.My son's daughter-in-law works as a nurse and was absent from work at night yesterday.

In a two-family house on the same premises, in the morning when she was absent, her sons had a lifestyle of eating with them in the morning.

"Can you take a look?"

"Don't be silly. I'll be right there."

My husband got up and went out with sandals outside a beautiful blue sky with no clouds.

Then, I saw my grandson and Sesame running in a hurry from the road a little further away.

My grandfather thought something was important and rushed over.

"Yohei! Where are you!? Did something happen!?"

Speaking to his grandfather who cried out, his grandson Yohei rushed to the side, holding his rough breath.

"Ji, jichi... hahaa!Ji, Ji-chan! "

"Oh, what's wrong, Yohei?" Calm down, calm down. "

My grandfather rubs his grandson's back.

With that settled Yohei raised his face and began to talk with his breath.

"Ji-chan, take a bath! Boil the bath!"

"Fu, bath? What's with the morning bath?"

There is no one like to take a bath in their house in the morning.

He was a grandfather who wondered why he suddenly said such a thing, but his son and someone walked along the other side of the road that Yohei came running.

Well, who is it?

"Something fell down in the river!When your father hit you on the shoulder, you woke up with a bang.Because it was a mess. "

That's why I came with a pin.

"Wow. Yohei, connect yourself to the sesame and serve the sesame rice.I'll tell Bao-chan.I'll boil the bath. "

"Ok!"

"So, gucco, get ready to go." Leave it as soon as possible.Maybe, but I don't think I can send it today. "

I usually take a light tiger to the nearby bus stop, but today it seems difficult.

Uh-huh.

To answer that question, Yohei ran out with Sesame-suke to the kennel next to the barn next to the two-family house.

While dropping it off, Grandfather looks at the two people who look far away.

One is his own son.And the other was always wearing a jersey that his son wore when he was walking.

I can see you rubbing your body a little bit colder as you approach us.He looked young.

Looking at it, my grandfather exhaled strongly.

Absolutely.

Snapping like that, Grandfather goes home to take a bath and prepare another.

Drop your sandals violently at the front door, peek into the kitchen and say a word to your wife.

"I'm sorry, please prepare another breakfast for me"

"Well then, um... I'll take it."

Pam, clap your hands together and declare.

There is a reason why the tone is a little low.

"Oh, I'm sorry about the rest of the monkeys."

And of the two that sat before him, an old lady with a stubborn face said so.

"Well, there's only rice.Don't be shy, brother. "

Another person at the same table.The old man said so after the old lady and his wife as he sipped tea.

"No, after taking a bath, it will be a feast until breakfast." It's a bit ambitious. "

"Shit. If you leave me alone, you'll catch a cold."If I'd just rolled so wet. "

"I put clothes in the dryer.Don't wear it until it's dry. "

"I'm sorry for everything...."

A tiny man with a slippery head in a work dress.It seems that their son is wearing work clothes.It seems that the old product is fraying everywhere and it is about time to throw it away. Even if I wash it, I can see traces of paint and grass juice everywhere.

However, I was given a new stock of inner liner for the boulder.

In other words, the bath, the rice, and even the clothes are in trouble.It is enough to cause trouble to the boulder.

"So? What are you going to do now? I... uh, sorry.I forgot my age, brother.What's your name again? "

The landlord's old man asks the man who sighs miso soup in front of him the name he heard earlier.

The man introduces himself again with a bowl and chopsticks and laughs bitterly.

"It's Sugiyama, Shigeru Sugiyama. It's Hutu's name, so I'm not impressed."

And he smiled upon the uncharacteristic face, and the mao inclined his neck, and shouted.

"fee... did you eat it?"

He sat down on a tatami mat in the passage of the Buddha, sliding on a borrowed work clothing.

I stroked my stomach from the top of a plain shirt and took a breath.

Well, I don't know what to do.

(... oh, my gosh. It sounds like you're listening. I can't contact you.)

Mao was playing a very natural post-prandial slim sleep, but she felt a sign of a person on the other side of the tree.

Probably the son of the owner of this work dress who wasn't at the table earlier.

In other words, Mao is now under the surveillance of this family.

"Phew......"

When I sighed, I heard a small, sudden sound across the ridge.

This is how you'll be watched every step of the way.Of course, I can't contact the gatekeepers or early seedlings because of this situation.

(Instead... I can't even say that you're doing it with 100 good intentions and zero malice!)

Scratching, scratching his hair, he throws his legs out and stares at the ceiling.

(That's right.... I came to fish at night and slipped my legs and washed away.... no one believes you. I didn't make it.)

Yes, nothing but failure.

As a result of the track dive from the height of that highway, the five bodies were satisfied and the Doburako Doburako Doburako river was flowed, and the river flowed luckily at a point where the big river was tortuous.

And when I got caught, my son and grandson in this house found me walking along the river on a dog walk before breakfast, and I'm still here.

And what is the position of the bush in this house?

(I don't know what they're saying, but they think I'm the one who tried to kill myself in the water.)

Ha ha, a bitter smile leaks without thinking.

I woke up normally after being slapped on the shoulder to confirm my life and death.

I was naturally worried that I would be okay, but I was about to be called an ambulance, and I rushed to stop it.That rush and aggressive “I'm a slippery fisherman” lie is too easy to understand.

(I was not smart at this time. I screwed up.)

Clothes that are close to what you normally wear when you come fishing at night.Nothing like being waterproof.Not only are there pochettes for accessories and tools, but there are also no pockets for trousers, and deck shoes are not so slip-resistant.

And of course, there's no life jacket.

If you say you have a wallet, but you don't have anything to contact friends and family, such as a phone.

I guess that's where you figured it out.

Oh, that's why you're here, brother.

(I suppose you're watching me from afar so that I don't do strange things. This feeling)

Even if I looked around, I could see that I was guided to a place where there were obviously few things that I didn't normally use so much.

When I went to the bath, there was a tube of shaving cream, but no razor was found.

However, I found a space where I could see the mysterious traces of Aka that had been placed earlier, perhaps in a set of shaving water.

(Very well, of course.If you think that's the case.)

There are humans living along the large river, but from the morning, the helicopter slowly licks the river at low altitudes.And in an hour or two, the helicopter will come back the same way from there.

That happens several times a year.

When I hear such a sound, I suspect that "Oh, someone has fallen."

It means that they are checking the points that flow from above.Around a large river bend or where Nakasu can be found.Then there is the downstream area where the shrubs grow and the trees grow plump.

The area where the body flows is the area where the bush flows.

That's why you're wondering if it's such a person.

(Do I look so lucky?Well, it's true that the real rack doesn't even show any signs of falling back.)

It is troublesome. Recently, the lack of tightness has become scary, and there have been more cases of sighing at a fairly good pace.

I don't think it's true that happiness runs away every time I sigh through a famous urban legend.After all, every time the number of sighs increases, the trouble increases.

Hah, I was about to sigh again and endure it.

Is it going to be worse than this?

(But I wonder how to contact you if it is good.I can't use the helmet's call function under this surveillance)

She said she didn't have a phone when she dried her clothes.

Even when you put the entire clothes into the dryer, I usually check that there is nothing in my pocket.

(If a mentally unstable person suddenly starts talking to himself...If I were you, I wouldn't jump in.

The only way to get in touch with them was through the communication feature attached to the armor's helmet.It certainly is an excellent way to communicate via satellite.

But if this doesn't work,

(I'll borrow the phone, right? No, but I don't know)

Yeah, it bothers me.

Mao has a reason to worry.

So, I'd like to ask you all here.

Can you make a phone call?

No, I'm not making fun of you, but how many dials do you remember outside of your home without using any phone or notebook you carry?

From time to time, there are people who boast that the number registered under their name or nickname is going to be 100 or 200 or almost 300, such as the phone book or the talk function of SNS.

That's awesome.

But can I call the phone of a family member, a friend, or a lover outside my home?

I was wondering if I could get in touch with my school or workplace right away in an emergency.

In this regard, it is ironic that middle-aged and elderly people who did not have such means of communication tend to remember more than young people.

(No, I can only remember my parents' home and the "Forest Camado" representative phone call, and the moving company commercial.....)

Ah, Mao holding his head down.No matter where you hang it, it's useless.

I thought I was searching online for pappies and early seedlings, but I was just attacked by an information leak.Can you tell at this point that it is a safe and reliable number?And it's a public number like the one on the Internet.In some cases, there is even a risk of being tampered with if you stay on the phone.

(We need to get out of this house somehow and find a place to be alone.)

Maybe, but it feels like this, even if I go to the bathroom, I feel like I'll be waiting nearby.

It is difficult to strongly reject it because it is a good deed that seeks to save lives.If you force it, you may be contacted by the hospital or the police.

Rather, it is a level that should be appreciated for the warmth with which you dare not contact the area, drawing on the intention of Mao.

(Should I tell them what to do and I'll be free when my clothes are dry?)

Mao gave up the sigh he had just endured, thinking strongly that he wanted the ability to communicate at this time.

Oh, shit. I can't stop sighing.