The Other Side of Month B: Toka Yamato’s Perspective
It was a complete coincidence. My mother’s sister—my aunt—turned out to be the mother of that expressionless boy. The development was so convenient for me that I almost wanted to burst out laughing.
His mother was a very expressive person, unlike her son. She was the one who led me to the apartment building where he lives alone.
When we visited, he remained expressionless but began frantically getting things ready.… Read more