"My job. Real reporting." He pulled out his phone. "I have a colleague at an environmental desk. She hates corruption more than you hate surveyors. Let's make them understand—together." Three months later, the highway project was halted. Yuki's inn became a minor legend—featured in Kenji's article titled "The Brat Wolf Who Was Right." Tourists came, not for the road, but for her. She still snarled at fools, but she smiled at the ones who asked about the spring.
Yuki glanced at him, amber eyes warm. "And who learned it, reporter?" -Doujindesu.TV--Mesukko-Okami-Wakarase-Shuzai-K...
He laughed. "Still working on it."
"Kenji. I'm writing a piece on rural resilience." "My job