Fruit Basket Hatori Novels & Stories

He answered with a brilliant smile after I inquired nicely. He said, "I am at your service, Mrs. Luna," and offered to take me on a tour of the area. He showed me an abundance of flowers and fruits. I wanted to pick some fruits and flowers to alleviate boredom, so he offered me a basket. I harvested a good deal of fruit, particularly strawberries. My favorite was them.

We all sit down and dig into our lunch packages. “Uhm... Guys, I also packed little fruit salads for all of us.” Ditte says shyly as she unpacks the small boxes stuffed with various fruits. “Thank you Ditte, that’s really kind of you.” Antoinette says as she takes the first box from Ditte. Everybody thanks her for her kind gesture and she beams at the kind words she receives. The salads she packed are really nice, they are stuffed with watermelon, apple, strawberry, mint and a bit of lemon juice. It’s really nice and refreshing. We chat a bit about pack-life back home and the conversation naturally flows to the games.

Taylor hugged her on one side, asking, “Why are you crying, Babe?” “I think it’s just wonderful. It would be such a shame to take down all those trees outside,” Charlie muttered. “Oh, I don’t blame Charlie, Taylor. I cry for the trees too,” Serena admitted, laughing. After the sorting facility, Charlie and Taylor had lunch at the farm’s shop. It was a two-story store by the side of the road that sold various kinds of nuts, from raw to processed ones. They also offered small snacks and salads, which mainly featured nuts. Charlie and Taylor had a light lunch and ate a salad with mixed nuts.

On top of that, when they were done with lunch, Hilda changed her clothes and went out. She had on a loose outfit and had tied up her hair, putting on a pair of boots before walking to the strawberry garden with a basket in hand. The strawberries were grown in a greenhouse, where the temperature and humidity was well managed and the light was sufficient. Thus, the strawberries grew to be big and round. Hilda picked the strawberries happily while Luna trailed behind. The fruits here were all grown organically, free of pollution and pesticide. As Hilda picked the strawberries, she stole a few bites and her lips turned red from the juice.