Synopsis

The classroom buzzed with the comforting aroma of simmering curry, a scent reminiscent of home. The children diligently stirred their pots, mimicking the familiar motions of their parents. Yet, Tsumugi’s version held a surprising twist – plump raisins nestled within the savory sauce. Kouhei, observing her, resolved to prepare for her a special keema curry, the one her mother used to make. He wondered how she would respond to this fragrant echo of the past, a poignant reminder of a cherished memo