
The Tired Bird Does Not Fly, the Eater Talks Alone
by Moneymaker
About This Novel
Toyama Town, a drink and a meal. The small shop is hidden deep in the mountains, contrary to the glamor of the city. The mountains are undulating and covered with mist. There are temples in the depths, and there are bursts of Buddhist sounds. Unsolved cases and strange things are heartbreaking. Pathetic and grotesque, everything is bizarre. "Guest, please have some tea." "Boss, this tea cup looks like an old thing." "Yes, speaking of it... There is a story." He smiled lightly and turned around, but the steam on the pot had not yet risen, and the soup was not yet hot, and the girl's eyes seemed to be able to speak, and she just wanted to hear what she was saying. "This meal will take a while, how about I explain it slowly?" "I, listen carefully..." PS: I don't want to be reborn or travel through time. I basically won't push the main story line. I just want to tell the story seriously.
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