novel

I Really Love My Mom

by Laxu

In a small apartment at the edge of the city, life runs on quiet rituals. Kaori Mizushima packs lunches, shelves mystery novels at the neighborhood bookstore, and measures the year by the photo on the shelf—her late husband Yuto, work-rough hands, a baby Ren in his arms. Ren Mizushima is nineteen now, tall, careful, still home because rent is expensive and because this place still feels like belonging. He notices his mother more than a son should. He pretends he doesn’t. Every June 18, the air thins. Sixteen years after the accident, Kaori takes Ren to the grave and, for the first time, tells him the full line of their family’s beginning: a clumsy girl on a high-school staircase; an orphan boy with the gentlest hands; love that outran knowledge and luck; a pregnancy that cost Kaori her family name; Madam Maya’s land and money when the world closed its doors; three hard, honest years of building something small; and the rain road that ended it. She tells him about widowhood without rom