Do You Love Me, Uncle?
However, it was not the appropriate season at that time—it was summer.
Now, Akiko could not use it either. Her belly was too big, and it was impossible for her to bend down and light a fire. Kyoko was ultimately responsible for lighting the fire, despite her constant complaints.
“Eat. Muira brought it for both of us.”
Akiko pushed a plate of taiyaki—a fish-shaped cake filled with red bean paste—toward Kyoko.
“Thank goodness your neighbor is kind. If not, this place would be hell.”
Unlike Akiko, who easily adapted to village life, Kyoko had many complaints about living in the countryside. Particularly, she lamented the sluggish internet and the lack of manga cafes.
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