Kita had a problem, a big one. His fields were hit with a drought and he didn’t have a enough water stored to provide himself. This meant if he didn’t get enough water, he couldn’t properly supply Osamu’s restaurant.

There was another family of rice farmers, his rivals so to speak. They have been in the business far longer and were better prepared. He could already hear the man’s snickers. The man, is your father.

Someone knocked on his door, he opened it and saw you.

“Why are you here?”