MAYPYON
On September 8th, the movie directed by YOSHIKI was released, but it was overshadowed by the arrival of Typhoon 13 (*_*). Despite it being a regular weekday, I dashed to Roppongi after school at 4 o'clock with my child to watch the movie. I returned home at night and had to go to work the next day, so I had to endure it. I planned to go during school and work hours, but due to the weather conditions, the school might be closed early, or I might be asked to pick up my child early depending on the situation. Since I could get a sign if I arrived early, I went to the movie theater the day before to get a flyer, but I wasn't sure if I could make it due to the typhoon affecting the school schedule. I asked if I could bring my child or come at night depending on the situation, but I was told that changes would be made within 2 days, and there was a possibility of cancellation, so I should secure the necessary number of tickets when I could. I was secretly excited to go. My husband said I should go on a Saturday because I might not be able to contact him during the movie, and if the trains stopped, I would be stranded. But if the sign ran out, I would be disappointed. However, I couldn't figure out my work schedule either, so it was frustrating. I ended up sending my child to school and work, tidying up, setting my phone to silent, and contemplating whether to take a nap around 9 o'clock while staring at the sky and checking the weather forecast while doing housework. Huh? Did the rain weaken? Is it temporary? I packed an umbrella in my backpack just in case and felt like God was telling me to go out. The rain started to weaken, and the classes proceeded as usual. On the way back, if the rain got heavier, the staff would monitor us, and I received a message saying that. I thought, "Wow, God is really there." Then I bought a movie ticket, had a quick lunch, and went to the limited-time shop that had caught my eye, where I tried the Japanese sweets I had been curious about. It was not as sweet as I expected, with red bean paste and soybean flour. It's apparently popular in Kyushu. I wanted to take my time and choose some snacks, but I hadn't returned home yet, and it was getting late, so I hurriedly left. The Mont Blanc was unexpectedly lacking in chestnut flavor, different from what I expected, but the sweet potato ohagi and the sweet potato were delicious. I told my friends about the situation and said it would be great if I could go. Did you end up watching the movie in the end? They asked me, and I was moved by the movie, reflecting on my own life, and shedding tears of joy, realizing that it was a good day after all. (●´ϖ`●)
