One beautiful winter day, me and Bee, my younger daughter, went out.
Bee found a pile of Jagariko, a popular Japanese snack, at the drugstore.
"That is Pon's favorite!" Bee said and I bought it.
Pon is my elder daughter.
She was skiing in Zao at that time
and I was glad Bee was kind enough to consider her sister.
Bee said "Mom, bring me the Jagariko!"
She then said "I just want to have a look at it. So bring it to me!"
I was doubtful of Bee!
The smell of the Jagariko was so good.
The Jagariko could survive till Pon's return?
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my Japanese original entry
Thank Rio for his correcting my English entry.
Thank Rio for his correcting my English entry.