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... sea, just thin enough for a witch to string a swing.
Mrs. Hoshimi, dressed in a silk robe, leans against the corridor pillar, listening to the sound of the ocean waves and the chirping of summer insects in the courtyard. Next to her, Mrs. Kasahara rests her head on her lap, staring idly at the same moon.
"You look too lazy." Mrs. Hoshimi scolded.
"In the early days of Kannazuki, the weather is unstable, like leaves falling and drifting aimlessly in the wind." Mrs. Kasaha ...
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