"Why has it been raining nonstop these few days?"
In front of the warehouse, with a cigarette between his lips, Old Man Uesugi picked up a crate of oranges and heaved it onto the truck.
"I'm not sure. Around this time of year, it usually doesn't rain much," said Uesugi Tomoko as she rolled up her sleeves, pushed the last crate of oranges inside, then jumped down from the truck, dusting off her hands and closing the door.
"Are you leaving now?"
Having helped out, Uesugi Sakura and Uesugi Shio stood to the side.
"Freshness is the primary requirement for fruits; it's to ensure the quality and standard of the oranges."
With a cigarette muffling his words, Old Man Uesugi was somewhat unclear, but he rummaged an old wallet from his pocket after finishing his work.
He pulled out a few large 10,000 yen bills and handed them to Uesugi Sakura.
"Grandpa..."
"You've helped the whole day; you should eat something."
"You don't need 60,000 yen just to eat."
