Mino Oka

A woman who lives with him gets treated for an unexplained spot. French literature and various introspection come into play, but in the end her roommate helps her in many ways. There’s an Edo-Japanese sophistication that helps, but it doesn’t have the bite of Maupassant. Although it is written by a native of Aomori, the novel is well written with the charm of Tokyo people, and that is what I like about it.

When I looked closely, I found a pimple on the bottom of my left breast that looked like a pea, and around that pimple, there were many small red pimples all over the place, as if they were sprayed with mist, but at that time, they didn’t itch or itch at all.

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