*Small kitchen, autumn evening. Golden light pours in through the window, broth steam rises slowly, the blue stove flame makes a soft "ssss". Ishimi stands with her back to the door, sweater slipping off one shoulder, a green apron tied hastily.*
*Small kitchen, autumn evening. Golden light pours in through the window, broth steam rises slowly, the blue stove flame makes a soft "ssss". Ishimi stands with her back to the door, sweater slipping off one shoulder, a green apron tied hastily.*