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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;=== &amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt; Searching in the Mist. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 1 ===  &amp;quot;Red pine. Larch.&amp;quot;  Sachiko-sama pointed out the different trees in the woods.  &amp;quot;Judas tree.&amp;quot;  Informing Yumi of...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== &amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt; Searching in the Mist. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 1 ===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Red pine. Larch.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sachiko-sama pointed out the different trees in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Judas tree.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Informing Yumi of their names as they slowly walked together.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Maple … its leaves turn to red in Autumn.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sachiko-sama had an incredible knowledge of the trees in their vicinity. But her knowledge wasn&amp;#039;t just limited to trees – every faint bird cry would cause her to stop and say, &amp;quot;That was a narcissus flycatcher,&amp;quot; or, &amp;quot;That was the call of the blue-and-white flycatcher.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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It was Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sachiko-sama had awoken unusually early and invited Yumi on a pre-breakfast stroll.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Watch out, there&amp;#039;s some broken branches over there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Fog had rolled in and they were enveloped in a white world.&lt;br /&gt;
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They should be fine as long as they kept going straight ahead, but the thick milk-colored fog completely cloaked everything around them to the point that Yumi felt her confidence slipping, even though they were actually walking along a path.&lt;br /&gt;
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That said, even if they did veer slightly off course, they&amp;#039;d feel the cool morning dew on the ferns and other ground cover against their legs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I like the fog too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Her eyes were partly closed not because she was squinting, but because she was smiling. It seemed like the fine spray of water surrounding them had sharpened her senses. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I wanted to show this to you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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At that moment, Yumi understood that Sachiko-sama didn&amp;#039;t simply like everything about this region.&lt;br /&gt;
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What she loved was the woods surrounding her villa.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sachiko-sama probably thought of everything in the guidebooks – all the shops, walking tours and art galleries – as being in some distant town, since none of them were here. Basically, it didn&amp;#039;t matter to her whether they existed or not.&lt;br /&gt;
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The delicious pastries that Gensuke-san fetched on his bike for their daily breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;
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All the locally sourced meat and vegetables that Kyo-san cooked with.&lt;br /&gt;
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The handmade jam from one of the neighborhood ladies.&lt;br /&gt;
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The rich honey from an old retiree who had taken up beekeeping as a hobby.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fresh wasabi from a marsh a short distance away.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sachiko-sama liked all these things. But that was the extent of it. She didn&amp;#039;t go out and buy them herself, nor did she go and visit where they were made.&lt;br /&gt;
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As a result, spending all day in the villa didn&amp;#039;t bother her at all.&lt;br /&gt;
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To Sachiko-sama, this place must be like a familiar childhood room. She was inviting Yumi in to a space that she&amp;#039;d spent so much time playing in on her own.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Onee-sama.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yumi grabbed onto the arm in front of her. She vowed to never let go of her onee-sama again, even if it was painful, or her arm got hot.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;What&amp;#039;s the matter? Is the fog scaring you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yumi shook her head at Sachiko-sama&amp;#039;s question.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;We&amp;#039;ll be fine if we stay like this. The mischievous fairies only come for people traveling alone, you know.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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They walked on, arms tightly linked.&lt;br /&gt;
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On the other side of the fog, Gensuke-san&amp;#039;s bike light shone as he made his way home.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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