Okaasan No Koto Nanka Zenzen Suki Janain Dakara Ne | PLUS — TUTORIAL |

He found her asleep in a plastic chair outside the ICU, her hand still clutching a crumpled handkerchief. Her coat was thin. Her lips were pale.

“Mm?”

“Hey, Mom.”

When Yuki woke up an hour later, she found her son’s arm linked through hers. She kissed the top of his head. He pretended to stay asleep. okaasan no koto nanka zenzen suki janain dakara ne