I woke up alone again today. I looked next door but didn't see my husband. I always see his face in the early hours of the morning; he almost never touches the breakfast I prepare, and he didn't even react when I told him I was working late at the convenience store. On my first day, my young, senior part-time worker, Kakeru-kun, kindly taught me how to work. Since it was my first part-time job, I wasn't used to it. Working alone often, the distance between us gradually shortened, and each time I worked, I felt the emptiness and loneliness of the late nights filling up more and more…
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