A storyteller of the village
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At Haruhi-en Niho
It was warm afternoon, finally. Warm sunlight was streaming in Haruhi-en.
They spent time on their own.
One was talking her friend on the phone about how she has been doing here.
Another was folding her own laundry.
Still another told me about the village nearby he was brought up, looking over the village through the window.
It is very fun to hear their stories. It brings us something new.
Mr. U: “Well, people up there were kind of that.”
Q-taro: !!!
Some stories give me cold sweat, which have many names of people and companies.
