Tavern

There was a sake shop hidden in a remote narrow alley that I could see in my peripheral vision. The door was closed, and only the small orange lights were on to entice people to enter. There is no hustle and bustle of people, only the sweet aroma of drunken sake and the calm atmosphere of wooden furniture. The owner is always quiet and gentle, not talking much, and only silently serves exquisite Japanese confectionery. The wagashi here have all kinds of strange shapes, with dense bean paste and soft skin. The moment you eat it, your most secret wish seems to come true... Quietly—— The price of wish fulfillment is never stated. Piece after piece of wagashi is eaten, the shadow at the entrance of the alley gradually lengthens, and a strange look flashes across the shopkeeper's eyes that no one knows about. The remote narrow alleys are always quiet, the lights of sake pubs are always on every night, and the wagashi are still sweet and soft. Those who wish to come to the door do not know the way they came, nor do they know the way back. Concept: A day of perfunctory work concept