Chapter 27 Part II, Verse 28: Cicadas on the Eighth Day (28)

She walked out of the room quickly with a cold face. February 14 I put on my coat and went to the convenience store, bought three newspapers, and checked them word for word in the park.No follow-up reports of that incident were found. I tossed the newspaper in the trash can in the park and headed to the supermarket.I feel at ease walking in the supermarket.I picked up things like soy sauce and white rice, wondering whether I should buy them or not.Only now do I realize that things like soy sauce and white rice are not just commodities, but a guarantee of life.It is a guarantee that you will use it tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and you can live a stable life with meals at home.Although the woman's home also has soy sauce, but I don't know how long ago, it looks thick and black, and the taste has become very pungent.I wanted to buy a new bottle, but couldn't help but wonder if I'd be able to stay there until I used up this one.Even if it is in a small bottle, I hesitate to buy it again and again.

In the end, I still bought a small bottle of soy sauce and two kilograms of white rice.There are also vegetables and meat fish.I also bought milk powder and boxed juice.When I got out of the supermarket, I realized that the things were unbelievably heavy.Holding Kaoru on my stomach, carrying a bag of rice in one hand and a bag of meat and vegetables in the other, I staggered on foot.It is gratifying to think that this weight is also a guarantee of life, even if it is heavy. In the afternoon the phone rang.The black dial-type telephone made a piercing sound that made the air in the house tremble.I froze and stared at the black mass.Have you been found?Has it been dismantled?The voice of the phone sounded like a scream.

The volume of Enka suddenly decreased, and the paper door was suddenly opened. "Go and pick it up!" The woman's roar came.But I still couldn't move, until the woman yelled again: "Go and pick it up!" I picked up the microphone tremblingly. "Excuse me, is this Mrs. Nakamura's house?" a man's voice asked.Well, I replied, hissing like a sigh. "Are you her daughter?" the man asked, and I had no choice but to mumble.This time I finally made a clear sound. "Ah, that's great, since the daughter is here, it's easy to handle. Because the old lady is a bit out of communication. Are you there tomorrow? Can I bring that document and visit?"

"That document?" I relaxed.It doesn't matter.I haven't been found yet. "It's the real estate document. I should have sent it to you, right? You promised it?" "Ah, yes." I replied confusedly. "Well, I'll visit tomorrow morning. I'll think about it, maybe after ten o'clock. Then please take care of everything." The man's voice finished happily and hung up the phone. "Well, tomorrow, there are guests coming." In order not to be overwhelmed by the loud enka again, I shouted in front of the paper door.No one answered. "Someone is coming to visit your daughter this morning. It's a man."

After a while, "None of my business" was thrown back loudly from behind the paper door.I really want to say, that's none of my business.