The main house where my relatives live, who stop by to say hello every summer when I go home. When I entered the unlocked rural entrance and said, ``I'm home,'' my girlfriend's cousin, Natsumi, came down from the second floor and said, ``Ah, welcome back.'' While drinking barley tea from the refrigerator, I caught a glimpse of her. It's a simple attitude. When I go back every year, I feel embarrassed at first because it's been so long, but before I know it, things are back to normal. Communicating