I am writing the manuscript.
The president's office in the back of the second floor. The entrance is almost completely closed with only a 10 cm gap, and the computer has broken down, so the scene is silent.
It seems that I was writing from early morning yesterday, even after the shop was closed, until late at night.
The staff members also walk quietly down the corridors in response to this sudden tension, and work with their hearts pounding so as not to make any noise while working. . .
Today I came to the shop with a smile in the afternoon.
“I went to tennis.
It seems that I have to go to my favorite tennis.
I just started writing in the afternoon.
"Let's get started!!" with this smile.