Hideo and Setsuko exchanged looks of concern.
Akiza’s state was clearly in poor health. She hadn’t taken care of herself at all. She was in the same clothes, and there were bags under her puffy red eyes.
“Good morning, honey. Rough night, huh?” Setsuko called out, warmly and worriedly. She brought over a plate of breakfast and set it down where Akiza would traditionally sit with them.
“Did you not sleep at all?” Hideo asked, concerned. This at least reaffirmed the will to fulfill Akiza’s request. If she couldn’t--or perhaps wouldn’t--take care of her most basic needs without a helping hand…no pun intended.
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