Saya-san - No Otetsudai
By evening, they find the crane, damp but whole, tucked beneath a broken flowerpot. Yuuta hugs her so tightly she almost drops her broom.
“Otetsudai,” she whispers to herself, tying her apron strings. Helping. saya-san no otetsudai
Saya-san’s helping is quiet. It’s sweeping the fallen leaves in front of the old baker’s shop before he opens. It’s leaving a small cup of water for the stray cat near the shrine. It’s noticing when the schoolteacher’s hands are chapped and leaving a tiny bottle of lotion on her desk. By evening, they find the crane, damp but
