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.