Oniisan… Ohitori Desu Ka? Review

“My grandmother used to say,” she started, rolling the lollipop between her fingers, “that when you say ‘ohitori desu ka’ to someone, you’re not really asking if they’re alone. You’re asking if they’re lonely.”

I looked at her again. The Band-Aid. The broken sandal strap. The knapsack with a faded character patch— “Yume” —Dream. oniisan… ohitori desu ka?

“I think,” I said, “I came up here because I didn’t want to see someone I might not get to see again.” “My grandmother used to say,” she started, rolling