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[Polar Bear Literature Club] On a Sunny Day

On sunny days, the witch often flew through the sky.

When the townspeople spotted her, they would rush into their homes, close the windows, and even lock the shutters tight.
Children stopped playing outside, and laundry was brought in all at once.

"It's the Witch of Calamity."

Someone would say that, and everyone would agree.

Whenever the witch passed over the town, it always caused a huge commotion below.
People walked around rubbing their eyes, others wiped their faces repeatedly, and some stood frozen, unable to look up.
Some even collapsed in the square, leaving the doctors and pharmacists with no time to rest.

"Did you see? Every time she comes, it happens."
"She's definitely spreading a curse."

Such rumors spread even to distant towns.

The witch herself was unaware of her reputation.
She simply felt good on sunny days and enjoyed taking a stroll through the sky on her broomstick.

One day, a traveler came to town.

Just then, the witch flew over the town.
The people rushed into their homes in a panic.

The traveler looked up at the sky and said,

"I see."

A little while later, people all over town began to grimace.
The traveler also muttered while holding his nose,

"That certainly is a calamity. Being flown over on a sunny day by a broom made of cedar like that."

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