エタメタノール (Author)

“You want go beat up a guy twice your size? Sure, go ahead!” “You wanna quit your job? That’s awesome.” Like that, I continued to offer reckless advice to my friend who came to me for consultation thinking “it’s someone else’s issue anyway.”

The young employee, Hachiro Nazuka, found himself at the office as the clock struck 3 p.m. Sayaka Sone, the quiet, unassuming office lady of their department, tried to offer everyone some homemade ohagi (traditional Japanese sweet rice cakes with red bean paste). But no one seemed interested in eating any. Out of either sympathy or…