By Ayaka Toyota & Koki Yoshida   “It struck me,” says Oba Shizuka while driving a winding mountain road to Niyodogawa…

By Merrie and Taichi It is a bright and sunny Sunday morning. White, fluffy clouds drifted across the sky, along…

By Nurain Syafiah  The silence is broken by the whizzing sounds of cars on the street. It does not, however,…

By Kirara The sound of flipping through pages of a notebook can be heard slightly. The sound suddenly stops. A…

By Misa During May’s “Golden Week” holiday, the first week off since a busy new semester started, there are a…

By Hikaru Chopin’s piano music is playing comfortably through the large speakers in the restaurant, and the sun is shining…

By Miu The green fruits, about five centimeters in diameter, are held securely in the hands and one by one…

By Rin Many shops gathered on this fine day. Kuroshiosai, a school festival, was held at Kochi University for the…

By Rumi Naruse A junior high school boy practicing kanji and a part-time woman teaching the boy. An old man…

By Yuzuki Isota The room is bright and warm a little bit with sunlight even it is December. Bright piano…

By Sakura Matsuoka “What a nice scent of yuzu！”My mother delighted. I thought that the scent came from Yuzu Onsen, Umaji Onsen. Umaji Village…