Koto Nanka Zenzen Suki Janain Dakara Ne | Okaasan No

Haruki sat beside her. Quietly, he took off his own scarf and wrapped it around her neck. Then he leaned his head against her shoulder and closed his eyes.

Yuki smiled. She didn’t say a word.

He stared at the note. Then he ate his rice alone, watching the snow pile on the windowsill. At 8 p.m., she still wasn’t home. At 10 p.m., he called her phone. No answer. At midnight, he pulled on his jacket and walked two miles through the blizzard to the city hospital. okaasan no koto nanka zenzen suki janain dakara ne

The next morning, walking home in the frozen dawn, Haruki kicked a can down the empty street. Yuki walked beside him, still wearing his scarf. Haruki sat beside her

“Hey, Mom.”

“Mm?”