A story that my mother experienced.

I have three older brothers.
Before I was born yet.

My mother was cooking for her brother, making dinner.

I felt sick during my making and lay down with a kotatsu while holding my older brother.

Mind and consciousness.

My father got home from work in the evening.

I wake up my mother but there is no reply ...

Open the window and put your older brother outside.

Because there were relatives in the neighborhood, I asked for my mother's name while hitting my mother 's face.

I gradually wake up because my mother is crying.

The mother said.

There was a beautiful person in a beautiful river and beckoning.
The place where I am is not so dirty ...

I realized I was called my name ...

I heard this story and there really is Mikunigawa.
I thought.