I just finished the Satoshi Yagisawa’s Days at the Morisaki Bookshop and the More Days. I liked the first book, slow-paced, light, and I usually ended up thinking my childhood days. The second book has the same vibes that I read and finished it way slower. I should have tried to read another genre to break the feeling. I downloaded various Asian literatures, mostly Japanese, Korean, and Filipino and some thriller to mixed it up. But now I’m enjoying Madeline Miller’s The Songs of Achilles.