It's just a story about someone who is good at waiting and meets a person who is used to being alone. The writer accidentally got up and wanted to tell you about it. I originally thought that three cups and two cups of light tea could be sketched out in just a few sentences, but I didn't want to spend all my time and effort to exaggerate the bitterness and warmth here. I am not a talented person, but I invite all of you listeners to come in and listen to this story.