Her sister rolled her eyes, but smiled. “You’re such a weird kid, Maruko.”
Maruko sat cross-legged, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her nose was running. Her hat had fallen over her eyes. Sakiko was crying too, but hiding it behind a magazine. Chibi Maruko Chan Japanese Subtitle
Tomozou put down his screwdriver. His eyes lit up. “Ah! That. I bought it at a flea market in Shizuoka ten years ago. I thought it was a baseball game.” Her sister rolled her eyes, but smiled
(“The boy does not cry. But the world has become a little darker.”) Her sister rolled her eyes