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[Short] I'm glad I gave birth to you

-- short story --

My Apple Watch ran out of power.

I stood all alone in the corner of the station ticket gate.
The hustle and bustle clung to my ears.
Cold sweat trickled down my temple.

I shook my head round and round.
I charged it properly this morning.
Usually, it lasts for half a day.


-- A malfunction?


It was the first time.
Maybe that's why I trusted it too much.
I hadn't taken any precautions.
I quickly pulled out my iPhone.

Battery at 56%.

I checked my wallet.

……I'm such an idiot.

I feel like crying.

I got a new credit card a month ago,

and it was such a hassle that I hadn't registered it in my wallet.

I looked around the station, searching for a battery charger.

My feet stopped.


Shinagawa Station.


Basically, it's cashless.

……Because it's convenient.

I don't have any.

That's right, no cash.

In the first place, I can't even borrow money if I don't have any.

I stare at my left wrist and exhale deeply.

The moment the thought of a taxi as a last resort crossed my mind.

I look up.

...Didn't I have a 500-yen coin as a lucky charm in my bag?

That felt like something that happened a long time ago.

I open the small zipper I usually never open on the pouch I've been using for over ten years.

--A 500-yen coin!

It looks divine now.

As the tension left my shoulders, my mouth relaxed.

I stare at the top of the ticket machine. To get home...

...It's not enough.

My shoulders slump.

Could an Apple Watch be charged without a cable?

While thinking about that,

a familiar voice calls out to my back, which is becoming increasingly hunched.


"...What are you doing?"


Surprised, I turn around.


--God.


He looks at me with a sour expression, as if he had bitten into a bitter bug.

My high school friends were also staring at me blankly.


Have I ever felt this way as much as I do today?





I am glad I gave birth to you.





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*This story is fiction. I do not have a son.
It is a true story that I could not get home from Shinagawa Station.
In reality, I took the train toward my home for only 500 yen worth,
and walked the rest of the way home... lol



I am participating in Takacchi-san's 500 note festival🌿
Thank you for your support☺️


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