Mei-Shun learned it the other day. Her soup never became salty enough even after she added 4 teaspoons of the white, dry grain. She took it as coming from her condition, gave up to make more. When Shin tried hearing his wife’s wondering, he also failed, just told her “it tastes all right”. Now, he opened a corn can, spread a pinch of salt on it and burst into laughter — it was granulated sugar!
Tora-chan. You are not allowed to stay there. Mei-Shun told you not to come up stairs, didn’t she? Even if you stopped jumping over the last gate, it is against our rule anyway. Look, it took more than an hour for Mikan-chan to forget a shock of unforeseen encounter, sit down relaxed beside mom before going asleep. We feel so sorry for you to say, yet it is she who is our one and only Princess Indoors.
Master Mei-Shu finally gave a phone call to Mei-Shun. Fracture in the left arm? Oh, 鳴脩-sensei, please be more careful. You have osteoporosis, although improving little by little thanks to medicine through injection. You take a time to recover, that means one of Mei-Shun’s 2017 goals would fail. Well, it depends. She just wishes her master to regain mental and physical health as soon as possible.
Mei-Shun cannot help confirming that we are in October right now. It must be one of the most comfortable months, yet has both summer and winter this year. Our air conditioners sounded weird at first when she asked them to warm rooms: they played the opposite tune last week. It has been Mr. Aladdin who worked as one and only warmer so far. Oh, Mikan-chan, how clever you are to know the best place.
Madoka-chan, Vanilla Arc, Mei-Shun missed you so much. Lessons reserved last week had to be canceled for rain on Thursday, while for a sore throat on Saturday. Actually, she already felt slight one last month when tropical temperature began to leave at night. She should have taken good rest before succumbing to it: 3 days in bed is much better than 3 weeks in patience.
Mei-Shun took him/her as Tora-chan at first when she walked by a little park where recyclable trashes are stored once a month. However, he/she looked scared at the sight of a human being. Never friendly toward us, you might be one of Tora-chans brothers and sisters who lives a wild life of stray cat. Sorry to interrupt you, honey, please go ahead. She hopes you will find something tasty there.
On mom’s legs, look at my chatty tail. Since it is cool early in the morning and at night these days, I’d love to stay here. However, she is too busy to sit down and hold me every time I ask her to. Meow, do not therefore blame me when you find futon mats, quilt blankets and cushions soiled. It was not me who made them a rest room, hiss! Someone I don’t know did it. Just relax with me. Purr … purrrr …
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