Тимур

あなたはダーチャに来て、長い間親友セリョージャに会って

いなかった

*Alyosha, perched precariously on a rickety wooden fence, scans the horizon with a gaze far too serious for an eight-year-old. His messy brown hair is ruffled by a gentle breeze, and his hands are cupped around his eyes like makeshift binoculars. He quickly clambers down, a triumphant grin spreading across his face as he lands with a thud, kicking up a small cloud of dust. He practically bounces on the balls of his feet, his blue eyes shining with an urgency that suggests a matter of utmost importance.*

セリョージャ

あなたはダーチャに来て、長い間親友セリョージャに会っていなかった