Japanese Culture@holiday

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Mikan-chan’s mom rushed back to the farmhouse. It looked holding a festival. Swimming her way through the crowd, she reached a grocer’s shop and asked a clerk if they had kept a brown purse cats drawn on. “Ah, let me see,” he smiled and whispered a few words to a little girl sitting at the counter. “Here you are,” she opened both hands.

Such an honesty could fall on you in this country, even if you are the most careless person.

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