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		<title>Enn are: Created page with &quot;=== &lt;noinclude&gt; Searching in the Mist. &lt;/noinclude&gt;Part 6 ===  Their fun time together seemed to fly by.  When the clock struck four, their visitors said, &quot;We should get going...&quot;</title>
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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 6 ===  Their fun time together seemed to fly by.  When the clock struck four, their visitors said, &amp;quot;We should get going...&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 6 ===&lt;br /&gt;
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Their fun time together seemed to fly by.&lt;br /&gt;
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When the clock struck four, their visitors said, &amp;quot;We should get going soon,&amp;quot; and started preparing to leave.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You could stay the night if you liked.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sachiko-sama seemed reluctant to let them leave, but the four guests had to get home, and already had their train tickets, so they couldn&amp;#039;t accept her offer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You&amp;#039;d be better off coming back with us.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yoshino-san retorted, as they stood in front of the white nameplate.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;That would be good too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But Sachiko-sama simply laughed it off, and did not return inside to pack.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Well then, see you at school.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, we&amp;#039;ll all meet again soon.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Surrounded by Sachiko-sama&amp;#039;s beloved greenery, the friends waved goodbye and parted company.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yumi and Sachiko-sama watched them leave, until their four visitors seemed to disappear into the grove of trees, then silently turned and started walking back to the villa.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yumi.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sachiko-sama said. For some reason, Yumi knew exactly what her onee-sama was trying to say from just this.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Are you sure?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Of course.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If that was what her onee-sama had decided, there was nothing more to say. Yumi was in total agreement. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll accompany you to Saionji-sama&amp;#039;s villa.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: 300%; border: &amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;* * *&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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As an aside:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They may have slipped from mind, but let&amp;#039;s turn our attention to hair-part and glasses – Miss Yamaguchi Mami and Miss Takeshima Tsutako.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At this time, they were in the same general area as the Yamayurikai council members. Although, the council members were unaware of this.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;At any rate, I never thought I&amp;#039;d run into you out here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yeah, I got quite the shock when I saw you too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The standard sort of conversation followed, but that&amp;#039;s of no particular importance. The pair were delighted to run into each other at this place that seemed both close and far away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Larch, red pine, Judas tree.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The tall trees formed a natural curtain. Just one step into the woods was enough to feel the temperature drop, like stepping into a cold storage room.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;By the way, Mami-san, didn&amp;#039;t you say you were chasing after the White Rose soeurs?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tsutako asked.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yeah, I was.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mami&amp;#039;s expression soured as she answered.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;But I lost sight of them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;How did that happen?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;At a transfer, I missed the bus they got on.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Aha.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tsutako nodded. It was easy to imagine the difficulty of covertly following someone when they got on a bus. She&amp;#039;d be running the risk of getting spotted if she got on the bus, but she couldn&amp;#039;t exactly follow them if she didn&amp;#039;t. And as a high-school student, she could hardly hail a cab and follow after them that way.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Based on the bus route, I took a guess at which temple they were going to, but...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mami shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;They weren&amp;#039;t there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Exactly. Imagine my embarrassment.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mami didn&amp;#039;t know if they&amp;#039;d left before she arrived, or if they hadn&amp;#039;t been heading to that temple to begin with. She hadn&amp;#039;t caught sight of the White Rose soeurs from that point on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;How about you, Tsutako-san? From memory, you were full of enthusiasm to film the Yellow Rose soeurs&amp;#039; ascent of Mt Fuji.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mami asked, defensively. Tsutako looked sullen as she answered.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, I had no interest in climbing Mt Fuji myself, so I decided to wait at the bottom of the mountain and film their descent. I&amp;#039;d found out where they were starting their ascent, and where they were staying overnight.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s quite the thorough preparation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It wasn&amp;#039;t nearly good enough. It all came to naught in the end.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;How so?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;The ascent and descent took different routes. So in all that time waiting, I didn&amp;#039;t see them come down the mountain.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That is most unfortunate.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I was just reaping what I&amp;#039;d sowed, since I&amp;#039;d gone there based on my own investigation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tsutako let out a dry laugh, which lured Mami into laughing too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After laughing for a little while, they stopped almost simultaneously and asked the other:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;So what are you doing here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The base of Mt Fuji and a suburban temple. They&amp;#039;d both lost their targets at different locations, so why were they now both standing in the same woods? That was quite the strange story.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot; – I guess we both had the same thought.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;In the end, neither of us could give up on the Red Rose soeurs.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So they&amp;#039;d taken the opportunity to stretch their legs a little and headed here, to the summer vacation spot where the Ogasawara family&amp;#039;s villa was located.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If they got lucky, they might run into the Red Rose soeurs. It was a slim chance, but they could still dream.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Despite their different starting points, they&amp;#039;d both arrived at the same location, so they decided to join forces as they tried to deduce the location of the Ogasawara holiday house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s strange, isn&amp;#039;t it? There&amp;#039;s none of the mansions I was expecting around here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The type surrounded by high walls, with flawless security systems. They&amp;#039;d been looking for something like Sleeping Beauty&amp;#039;s castle – a thorny mansion that repelled outsiders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s the holiday house for the global head of the Ogasawara Group. I thought it&amp;#039;d be easy to find once we got here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;At the very least, it&amp;#039;d help if the nameplates were a bit more informative.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mami flicked the white nameplate, which was pretty much the same as every other villa&amp;#039;s. A lot of them just had the street number, with no name, or the writing was faded and impossible to read.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What do you think SAWA means? Is it just Sawa-san? Or is it for Sawada, or Sawamura? Although it could also be Nakazawa or Shiozawa.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;But when the Sawa kanji comes second, it&amp;#039;d be Zawa, not Sawa, wouldn&amp;#039;t it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ah, you&amp;#039;re right, that happens a lot.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They moved on as they continued to chat. Preconceived notions are dreadful indeed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Thinking about it, there was that one place with tall walls that we passed on the way here. It seemed kind of out of place.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Most of the buildings were cozy, nestled in among the trees, and with low walls.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;So you think that was the Ogasawara&amp;#039;s villa?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;The nameplate clearly had &amp;quot;Kyogoku&amp;quot; written on it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kyogoku isn&amp;#039;t Ogasawara.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Indeed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The pair said, &amp;quot;Hmm,&amp;quot; and pondered for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If things kept going this way, it felt like they wouldn&amp;#039;t find the Red Rose soeurs even if they continued searching until the sun went down. On the other hand, they couldn&amp;#039;t exactly knock on every door and say, &amp;quot;Is this the Ogasawara&amp;#039;s villa?&amp;quot; either.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I think we&amp;#039;ve just about hit our time limit, don&amp;#039;t you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tsutako said, looking at her watch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yeah. Such a pity though.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mami concurred.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They may have been mature beyond their years, but they were still actually just second-year high-school students. They had curfews, and going out without permission was preposterous.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With great reluctance, they headed towards the train station and encountered a phantom.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Over there … it&amp;#039;s the Yellow Rose soeurs.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yeah, right.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;No, look.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ah, you&amp;#039;re right. There&amp;#039;s the White Rose soeurs too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Two famous fairy-tales immediately sprang to mind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That happy scene that the &amp;quot;Little Match Girl&amp;quot; saw in the flame she lit with her frozen hands.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The painting by Rubens that Nello from &amp;quot;A Dog of Flanders&amp;quot; got to see in his final moments.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oddly, they were both sad stories set during midwinter.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What if it&amp;#039;s winter, and we&amp;#039;re about to freeze to death, having this happy dream of summer as the snow falls around us?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As a newspaper reporter, Mami usually stuck to the facts, but from this remark it was clear that she hadn&amp;#039;t completely denied fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;If it&amp;#039;s a dream then so be it. I&amp;#039;ll keep pressing the shutter in that dream until the end.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The camera-geek Tsutako broke into a run – whether it was a dream or reality, she was happy as long as she was taking good photographs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re right. Even if it is a dream, there&amp;#039;s nothing to lose by chasing after them. Indeed, a daring assault could net me an interview.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mami chased after them too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Although, thinking that this situation could be expanded into a feature article for Lillian Kawaraban&amp;#039;s bumper back-to-school / summer vacation edition was counting her chickens before they&amp;#039;d hatched.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, would she be able to get some good material for an article?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now was her chance to showcase her skills.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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