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		<title>Enn are: Created page with &quot;=== &lt;noinclude&gt; Songs of an Angel. &lt;/noinclude&gt;Part 4 ===  True to his word, Matsui-san came to pick them up early Monday morning.  The black car pulled into the villa just as...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;=== &amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt; Songs of an Angel. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 4 ===  True to his word, Matsui-san came to pick them up early Monday morning.  The black car pulled into the villa just as...&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; Songs of an Angel. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 4 ===&lt;br /&gt;
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True to his word, Matsui-san came to pick them up early Monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;
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The black car pulled into the villa just as they were returning from their morning stroll.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sachiko-sama quickly folded up Yumi&amp;#039;s parasol and placed it on the back seat, saying, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sure we&amp;#039;ll need it when we stop for a break.&amp;quot; One parasol for them to share.&lt;br /&gt;
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They had a lighter breakfast than usual, probably to avoid carsickness, but to make up for that Kiyo-san gave Yumi a boxed lunch to take with them. For whatever reason, the lunch menu was exactly the same as what Yumi&amp;#039;s mother had prepared a week earlier.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Kiyo … &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sachiko-sama looked conflicted when she saw the contents of the lunch box.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You should be able to eat the pickled plum and the asparagus too, right m&amp;#039;lady?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;… I suppose.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You enjoyed everything in the lunch that Yumi&amp;#039;s mother prepared, didn&amp;#039;t you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Alright, already. You don&amp;#039;t have to point it out, I&amp;#039;ll make sure I eat all of it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Thank-you. Incidentally, the rice balls are made from top-grade Uonuma Koshihikari rice.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kiyo-san smiled, looking somewhat triumphant.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hearing their conversation, Yumi finally caught on.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sachiko-sama hated pickled plums and asparagus.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kiyo-san must have had trouble with Sachiko-sama&amp;#039;s picky eating habits in the past. But now that she had proof that Sachiko-sama could eat something she&amp;#039;d previously refused, Kiyo-san had merrily made it. And by waiting until their last day, she didn&amp;#039;t give Sachiko-sama the opportunity to complain. A tactical victory for Kiyo-san.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry, onee-sama, I didn&amp;#039;t know.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;What ever are you talking about?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sachiko-sama hated to lose, so she would probably never admit the truth. So, once more, she would force herself to eat pickled plum and asparagus.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Take care, have a safe trip.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kiyo-san and Gensuke-san said when they saw them off. They didn&amp;#039;t say &amp;quot;Farewell,&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;Come and visit us again,&amp;quot; but &amp;quot;Take care.&amp;quot; Because this was a place that Sachiko-sama could come back to any time she liked.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kiyo-san and Gensuke-san waved at the car until they disappeared from sight. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Did you ladies enjoy your vacation at the summer house?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Matsui-san asked from the driver&amp;#039;s seat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Because of all the rest she&amp;#039;d got yesterday, Yumi wasn&amp;#039;t feeling evenly slightly tired despite their 7am departure.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Absolutely.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Outside the window, the trees seemed to glide past.&lt;br /&gt;
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The greenery sparkled brilliantly.&lt;br /&gt;
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Just like on their journey here, Sachiko-sama took some car sickness medicine then quickly fell asleep, with a blanket across her lap. She had asked Yumi if she wanted some too, but Yumi declined once again. &lt;br /&gt;
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Listening to her onee-sama&amp;#039;s peaceful breathing, it seemed likely that Yumi would also fall into a sound sleep at some point. &lt;br /&gt;
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A lot of things had happened, but it had been a fun week.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;At any rate.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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With her eyes closed, Sachiko-sama smiled as she remembered something.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;My heart was beating so fast I thought it would explode back then.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Back when?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yumi asked. Her onee-sama&amp;#039;s conversation had started so abruptly that she didn&amp;#039;t really know what she was referring to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;At the Saionji&amp;#039;s house, when you stepped up to sing, &amp;quot;Maria-sama&amp;#039;s soul.&amp;quot; I thought … haha.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sachiko-sama laughed at the memory. Yumi pressed her, asking what was so funny. Sachiko-sama was laughing so hard she was crying, and she wiped away the tears with the blanket before answering.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I thought, &amp;quot;What will I do if she starts doing the loach scooping dance?&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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– It goes without saying, that was never going to happen.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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