Suki Janain Dakara Ne — Okaasan No Koto Nanka Zenzen

“Mm?”

“…The rice was good.”

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. okaasan no koto nanka zenzen suki janain dakara ne

He found her asleep in a plastic chair outside the ICU, her hand still clutching a crumpled handkerchief. Her coat was thin. Her lips were pale. okaasan no koto nanka zenzen suki janain dakara ne

When Yuki woke up an hour later, she found her son’s arm linked through hers. She kissed the top of his head. He pretended to stay asleep. okaasan no koto nanka zenzen suki janain dakara ne