As night fell, Fushimi Roku sat beside her and asked, "What are you watching?"
"Nothing much," Minamoto Tamako replied with a smile, "Just suddenly realized that, after being in Tokyo for so long, I've never been as happy as today."
Fushimi Roku wasn't happy at all, he was dirty and felt exhausted, unable to empathize with Minamoto Tamako. But this time, he rarely didn't dampen the mood and instead let out a "hmm," gazing at the rising moon over the sea.
Minamoto Tamako began to chatter away:
"I saw the weather forecast. Tomorrow will also be sunny. Got to get up early to hang the duvets from the cabinet out in the yard to dry..."
"When paying the electricity bill tomorrow morning, might as well get some daily necessities from town, like slippers, towels, basins..."
"For lunch, are you planning to eat out or cook yourself? If you're eating out, I can recommend a little place, but I'm not sure if the owner has moved..."
...
Fushimi Roku's tired heart gradually relaxed.
