Tayumori News - The 117th Leaf - 💌 Posu-suke's Misdelivered Mail

That morning,
💌 Posu-suke
was rubbing his eyes, which was unusual.
That was because he had been helping with the Starlight Mail
in the forest at night.

He would gather starlight and
copy letters onto dewdrops.

“I wonder if this light will reach them properly,”
he would mutter
as he ran softly
through the gaps in the dwarves' dreams.

So, even when morning came,
the back of his eyelids still felt like night,
and with a little stardust still left on his shoulders,
“*Yawn*
Time to do my best
with deliveries today...” he said,
walking along the forest path with a yawn.

On top of that,
there were so many letters that arrived during the night
that his shoulder bag
was puffed out like cheeks.

“Hmm,
the wind seems to be in a good mood today.”
He muttered a light remark and
bounced along the forest path.

But that day,
💌 Posu-suke
made one
mistake in the delivery address.

He had actually
meant to deliver the
“Observation Record of a Small Sprout” letter to 🌿 Fuyuri-chan,
but he put it
in the mailbox of 🐿️ Ricca's nest.

──Even so, the forest
watched over them without saying a word.

In the afternoon,
🐿️ Ricca, as usual,
was grooming her tail
when she peeked into the mailbox.
“Hmm? What’s this letter?”

When she opened it,
inside was
a drawing of a sprout gradually opening,
and the words of 🍄 Mash-kun:
“Light is born from deep within the leaf.”
At that moment,

the wind whistled a little
deep inside 🐿️ Ricca's heart.
“From deep within the leaf...?
I see.
That’s why it shines when the wind passes through.”
Happy with that realization,

🐿️ Ricca immediately went outside
and chased the wind slipping through the leaves.
When that wind

passed right by
🌿 Fuyuri-chan's garden,
riding on the grains of the wind,
🐿️ Ricca's thoughts reached her.
🌿 Fuyuri-chan suddenly looked up
and whispered, “...Oh, it’s like I heard the voice of the sprout.”
That night,
Posu-suke opened his delivery log and was surprised.

“Eh, I made a mistake!?
Oh no...”
However,
since the sound of the wind was laughing “hehe,”
he rubbed his nose and said, “I guess the wind knew.”
And then,
the next morning,
inside Posu-suke's bag,

there was a small nut—he didn't know who put it there—
and a scrap of paper attached to it.
──Even a mistake is a form of guidance.
Seeing those words,
Posu-suke
laughed while shaking the brim of his hat.

Then he looked up at the sky and said,

“Well then, I’ll look forward
to the next mistake too.”

🌲 A word from today's dwarf 🌲

“Hehe,
the scent of the leaves has become round and soft,
and the forest is taking a breath~”
(🌿 Fuyuri-chan)