"That's right."

Kitakawaji nodded thoughtfully.

"Oh, sorry, I suddenly said something strange to you."

The middle-aged waitress smiled reluctantly and continued, "Since the customer wants to make wild vegetables for his family to eat, then this is better. There is still a surplus of wild vegetables in our family that can be sold, so sell them to the customer at the market price."

"...Okay." Kitakawaji put down his chopsticks and replied.

"Then wait a moment, the guest."

The other party hurriedly packed the bucket and walked to the kitchen.

When she appeared in Kitagawa Temple's sight again, she was already carrying a plastic bag of wild vegetables in her hand.

Each wild vegetable is stuffed in it, and it seems that the other party has considered it in detail.

"It's trouble." Kitakawaji, who had already eaten almost the same food, took out the meal and the vegetables and handed it to the other party, thanking him.

"You're welcome, you're welcome." The middle-aged waitress smirked at the face of the guests again: "Customer, please go all the way, welcome next time."

Kitagawaji also said in a constant tone of her statement:

“There will be next time.”

He quickly disappeared from the store door with a plastic bag of wild vegetables, leaving only the middle-aged waitress standing there with a fake smile on her face.

The middle-aged waitress stood for a while before she sat down weakly on the dining chair next to her.

Her expression was filled with nostalgia and a hint of self-blame, and finally turned into a faint sigh.

She raised her hand and took out a pendant from her pocket.

With a click, the pendant was pressed open, and the things in it were displayed in front of the middle-aged waitress.

That's a color photo.

The photos are already a little oxidized and yellowed, and there are even traces of being torn off by someone on the edge.

In the photo, there is a little girl smiling very brightly... wearing a braided braided jacket.

She smiled at the camera as if she was living in a particularly happy family.

Looking at the little girl with pigtails, the middle-aged waitress laughed.

Unlike the fake smile she had just faced with the guest, this time she smiled very happily, and her eyebrows were filled with memories.

But she couldn't help crying as she smiled.

She held the pendant tightly, her voice trembling:

"Sorry, Xiangli."

"Really...sorry."

"I should have died six years ago."

But I survived shamelessly and gained happiness.

Her tears poured out, and her hands tightly clenched the pendant.

The middle-aged female ***, whose original name was Kasumi Kamiya, was Kamiya's mother.

After she transferred Kamiyo Kari to the Inagaki family for adoption six years ago, she actually had a desperate desire... No, to be precise, she had already thought of committing suicide a long time ago.

Being subjected to endless domestic violence, there is no trace of light in the future. Every day, you are accompanied by pain and men's scolding—

At that time... Kasumi Kamiya wanted to commit suicide.

But Kari Kari was born and raised... unexpectedly gave up her idea of ​​committing suicide.

Every day when I look at my daughter's smile, I feel that I can hold on.

But the man didn't even let go of such a young child, and the domestic violence was not alleviated, and it was even more serious.

Every few days, Kamiyasu was covered in bruises and the small Kamiyasu suffered as a result.

But even so, Kari Kamiya insisted on giving herself the best smile every day.

Kasumi Kamiya was saved by this smile.

The transfer of Kamiyo Kari for adoption by Inagaki family was also due to this consideration.

She didn't want her daughter to continue suffering with her.

Similarly, Kasumi Kamiya had already made a decision.

Six years ago... I went to commit suicide after leaving Kamikari.

But as she implemented her idea, an unexpected news came into her ears.

Kari Kamiyo died in a car accident.

This caused Kasumi Kasumi, who was physically and mentally exhausted, to suffer endless blows. She became a walking corpse. The man's daily pain was not as good as the pain in his heart.

Under such circumstances, Kasumi Kamiya accidentally met the owner of the restaurant during a job.

That is her current husband.

With the help of her current husband, Kasumi Kamiya broke away from her lingering ex-husband and formed a new family with the other party.

This was undoubtedly a happy ending for her.

But what about Kamiyo Kami?

Kasumi Kamiya looked at the pendant in his hand and sobbed in a particularly incompetent look.

The welcome bell rang again.

"Sorry, is anyone?" An office worker who had just gotten off work stood at the door and greeted him in confusion.

"Ah--I'm sorry, I'm here! Do you need something?" Kasumi Kamiya wiped his tears cleanly, stood up, and waved to the office worker.

"Well..." The office worker scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Someone handed over this to me just now, saying that he hoped I could help hand it over to the owner of this store."

He said this and took out a card from his pocket.

This card is broken and looks like it was bought casually from a street stall.

But it was this card that surprised Kasumi Kamiya.

One song for a hundred people... This is exactly the favorite one song for a hundred people by Kari Kamiyo.

This is also the fifth birthday gift from Kasumi Kasumi to Kasumi Kasumi.

"Sorry, who gave this card to your guest?"

"Ah, there was a young man with a plastic bag outside just now..."

Before he could finish his words, Kasumi Kamiya ran out of the door.

He held the singing card in his hand and looked around.

Under the dark night, there was no trace of anyone.

“…Fragrant pear.”

Kasumi Kamiya held the song card tightly.

On her head.

A star hangs high.
Chapter completed!