Kakuda City, an ordinary convenience store.

In the eyes of Tokyoites, even the bustling Osaka is considered a rural area, such as a little-known small city like Kakuda City—to be precise, the Northeast region of the entire island country that includes Kakuda City is no longer just a country, it is a place for human beings. The edge of civilization is probably a little bit better than Gunma County in Africa, which doesn't even have a network.

"It's a pity that you wear so little today, isn't it cold?" The wife of the convenience store manager saw that Takahashi was only wearing a shirt, not even a school uniform jacket, and she was still wearing a long winter coat.

The latitude of Miyagi Prefecture is northerly, and the temperature at night in early April is still below 10 degrees Celsius. Although girls in island countries can only wear skirts in winter, they don’t even wear a coat on their upper bodies. This is too fierce.

"It's not cold, it's not cold." Rubbing his cold arms, Takahashi said pitifully in a nasal voice, "The coat was put in the basin last night and I forgot to wash it, but I can put it on tomorrow."

How could it not be cold in this kind of weather, but with her school uniform jacket locked in the locker, she can only wear it so thinly,

It was much better in the convenience store, as long as the store was open, the air conditioner was running all the time, and the cold air on Takahashi's body was dispelled by the warm breeze.

Since the first year of high school when he was able to start a part-time job, Takahashi Poor has been working in this convenience store. The salary he gives is not bad in a small town. In addition to his own lunch expenses, the monthly salary can also set aside enough money Subsidize the family. And the shop manager's wife is really a very kind mother-in-law, she is kind to everyone. It is said that the daughter who works in Tokyo has long wanted to bring her mother-in-law to Tokyo, but the mother-in-law is reluctant to go because she is reluctant to part with her hometown.

Poor Takahashi is bound to leave this cobweb-like countryside.

Put on work clothes, first finish the Oden at the front desk, and check if there are any products on the shelves that need to be replenished... Poor Takahashi has long been familiar with the work process after three years.

"Poor, come here."

"Hi Yi."

The store manager stood in front of the small warehouse, and moved out a small box with a sore back: "Hey, I can't move it anymore, let's send this box to the hotel across the way."

"Send it to the hotel? Is it mineral water?"

Convenience stores also serve as wholesalers. They often need to deliver mineral water and drinks to small restaurants around them. When there are many, others drive over, and when there are few, Takahashi rides or walks alone to deliver.

"It's the supplies delivered to the hotel. Guess what it could be."

"Hotel...supplies..."

After receiving the box handed over by the store manager's mother-in-law, Takahashi immediately reacted when she saw the smile on the mother-in-law's face that is unique to the elderly when they tell dirty jokes. She hugged the box and ran towards the hotel with a red face.

The weight of the box is a bit heavy, but she can move it through gritting her teeth. Just looking at the [okamoto] logo printed on it makes her feel uncomfortable. She only heard it from her classmates, seeing... naturally, she has seen it— — When she was cleaning the school, she found it several times from the stairs and toilet cubicles, and every time she ignored it and walked away, she wanted to escape more and more.

"Hi, I've brought it to you." Takahashi called out pitifully, holding the box on his back, "Is there anyone in the store?"

A bald man walked down the stairs, looking a bit wretched: "Oh! Put it at the counter."

His staring at himself made Takahashi feel uncomfortable.

Of course, the scariest thing is the Ukiyo-e tattoo on the man's shoulder.

Green face with fangs, holding a long knife.

"Okay!" Seeing the tattoo on the opponent's arm, Takahashi was so frightened that he stood up straight and fled the hotel as if he had taken refuge.

After running to the electric pole outside the hotel, she breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm so scared, there are such scary tattooed men on the street."

The country that discriminates the most against tattoos should be the island country. Although there is a culture of tattoos on the one hand, people with tattoos will never be accepted in the mainstream society of the island country on the other hand. Once the tattoo is no matter the size or style, you will definitely not be able to find a formal job. , let alone go to the government to work, even the football circle with the strongest tattoo atmosphere in the world has been affected. Football players in island countries rarely have tattoos. Even when bathing in hot springs or sunbathing on the beach, you need to buy special stickers to cover your tattoos. When TV stations interview passers-by, they will also put mosaics on the tattoos of passers-by.

Back in the store, I stood at the front desk and counted the products for the customers. After eight o'clock in the evening, there were basically no customers in the store, and there were less than ten groups until the end of working hours.

"Then I'm leaving, manager."

"Wait a moment."

The store manager's wife ran out from inside, holding a rectangular box in her arms.

"May I reward you for your recent work?" Without any explanation, the store manager's wife stuffed the box into Takahashi's hand.

"Ah, thank you." Takahashi showed a pitiful sweet smile, and didn't back down a few times.

The store manager usually likes to give himself some small things, like cabbage, and the next day’s breakfast. During the years when his mother left, the store manager is like his new mother. In mind.

"Be careful on the way home."

"Uh-huh!"

Standing under the streetlight on his way home, Takahashi pitifully opened the box handed by the store manager under the light.

Remove the outer cardboard to reveal...shoes?

There is a store logo on the black plastic packaging wrapped around the shoes, and it is one of the few shoe specialty stores in the small town.

"..."

Looking down at her school shoes, Takahashi sniffled pitifully, her shadow trembling slightly under the street lamp.

Walking home with the new shoes in his arms, Takahashi gently opened the door. It was already past nine o'clock, which was very late in Kakuda City, but Dad hadn't come home yet.

I'm going to drive late again tonight. Dad's job is to drive long distances, and he works in two shifts 24 hours a day. If there is no long-distance work, I will pick up some short-distance jobs, transport seafood from the sea to the town, because I can’t afford a small truck, so I choose to rent a truck. In order to earn more money within the rental period, Dad can’t wait to take I have also become a part of the car, and it can work continuously just by filling it with gasoline.

All this is for her own future university. Takahashi is confident to be admitted to a school in Tokyo, but the tuition fee for each school year is an exaggerated figure of several million. Takahashi has a heavy burden on her poor little shoulders. Not daring to live up to her father's expectations, no matter what happened in school, she would grit her teeth and support her.

After arranging the shoebox, Takahashi found out the white feather from the bag

This feather shines brightly in dim light.

Although many unfortunate things happened today, just like the store manager, there are still many good people in the world, aren't there?

"You are my talisman." Takahashi held the paper feather and stuck it to his heart.

"Good night."

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