Seta Ichika - I Don-t Have A Mother Anymore- So... May 2026

Her mother’s fox is gone. Buried.

She wipes her face with the back of her hand and looks at the blank permission slip. Seta Ichika - I Don-t Have A Mother Anymore- So...

She stops. The note decays into silence. Her mother’s fox is gone

“I don’t have a mother anymore. So I’ll have to be my own.” ” her mother would say

“You’ll miss my cooking one day,” her mother would say, half-joking.

On her desk lies a half-empty cup of tea, now stone cold, and a single piece of paper. It’s a form—a school permission slip for the upcoming cultural festival. The line marked Parent/Guardian Signature is painfully blank.

A small, broken laugh escapes her. It’s the first laugh since October.