From the station to the home, I come back through the path of a thicket approximately 25 minutes on foot.

I enjoy walking in winter's clear air with watching a winter constellation, but it is cold.

So I will come home by a jacket with the black hood, a baseball cap, and the mask, as a protection against the cold.

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The other day, when I entered the home with the style, the second daughter who looked back, was unable to stand up on a floor and screamed.

When I looked at her face, she was filled with tears for fear.

"What's happen?"

I asked her putting my mask off.

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh"

She seemed to cry in a low voice, and was repeated.

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I thought that "Is this too pitiful for her?"