#kaichouwamaidsama Latest |top| May 2026
He reached into his jacket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. His hands—usually so steady—trembled slightly as he held it out.
"Hmm?"
"How did you—"
Outside, a gust of wind sent cherry blossoms swirling past the window. The clock tower struck 5:15. Somewhere in the kitchen, a forgotten kettle began to whistle.