“I have umbrellas.”

I saw him again. At the Shinjuku Gyoen garden. I was hiding under a tiny tree during a sudden downpour. He appeared like a tanuki from a folktale, holding a clear plastic umbrella.

The production style of Mimi Asian Diary employs specific devices to heighten the romantic stakes:

He cried. I cried. We ordered greasy okonomiyaki at 11 PM and ate it on the floor.

Is this regarding the Romance Club or a different medium (like a webtoon or novel)?