Chapter 135: Short Story: Chestnut Kinton Since we’d had a bumper harvest of sweet potatoes, and I also had candied chestnuts made from iron chestnuts… There was only one thing to make. Not chestnut-only kinton, but chestnut kinton made with sweet potatoes! Since then, I’d thoroughly gathered gardenia fruit as well. Sweet potatoes, gardenia fruit, […]
Chapter 134: The Thing He Sought Was Thirteen Ri Reluctantly, I ended up listening to his story for a short while as we headed toward the gate. He told me his name was Ift. Since he introduced himself, I gave my name as well. Ift was quite tall. He looked slender, but that was probably
Chapter 133: Roasted Sweet Potatoes and the Fallen What else can we enjoy around the campfire? Want to try roasting marbles too? If you heat marbles until they turn red and then drop them into water, they crackle with little pishi-pishi sounds and look beautiful. But, If you heat them too much, they shatter. If
Chapter 132 Things You Grill Over a Campfire Roasted sweet potatoes—those are lumps of pure happiness. Fluffy, steaming, golden-yellow sweet potatoes. I love them. Sweet potatoes were a rare vegetable here, but after Luna tried them and liked them, I decided to grow them in the field. And of course, we had a huge harvest.
Chapter 131: The Dream Catcher “Big sister, today we went to a cave. There was this suspicious group called the Black Seal church, and…” It’s a night-time call—not a phone call, but a night-time bracelet communication—from Momose-san. She casually and briskly tells me about things that sound incredibly serious, so I’m always left thinking, Wait—what!?
Chapter 130 The Lovestruck Dance** “Hello—” I’m visiting Jude-san’s house. “Saki, welcome!” After the sound of light footsteps, the door opens and it’s Luna. She’s adorable as ever. Oh—today her silver hair is in twin tails. I don’t know what it is, her hair spreads out like wings; it’s so lovely. Like a papillon. Like
Chapter 129 Autumn Tales: Persimmons and Monkeys Part 2 It’s cute, but I’m not its mother. Is this child also a little brother? No, that’s not it either. I stare intently at a certain spot. Yah—it’s male. You should return to the wild. But it’s probably hungry. When it clings to my arm and lets
Chapter 128: Autumn Tales: Persimmons and Monkeys (Middle) “Speaking of persimmons—monkeys!” I say it forcefully, suddenly remembering. “W-what, what is it?” “Monkeys?” No, you see, I don’t want a monkey to take a persimmon. When it comes to monkeys, there are all sorts of, how should I put it, complicated feelings involved… “Please let me
Chapter 127 – Autumn Tales: Persimmons and Monkeys (Part 1) The persimmon tree in the field has finally borne fruit. Persimmons have on years and off years for fruiting, and this must be an on year. The branches are heavy with clusters of bright orange fruit, bending under their weight. The persimmons the tree I
Chapter 126 – A Birthday Present As an experiment, I bought the same string of tourmaline beads twice and made two identical bracelets. Since it would take me forever to do it myself, I asked Grandpa Jillto make them for me. And wow—what was that speed? Terrifying! The glasses are fastened with incredible speed and