"It's around that time you know?" Gin's voice was low and gravelly, like he was almost near tears. It was enough to make Yasu's heart ache painfully in his chest.
"When that last persimmon falls, I'm sure I'll die right after it."
"It's around that time you know?" Gin's voice was low and gravelly, like he was almost near tears. It was enough to make Yasu's heart ache painfully in his chest.
"When that last persimmon falls, I'm sure I'll die right after it."