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[Locked] Mountain Adventure!

Who: Koiball and Eyebrow-Grump
What: Forced Vacation
Where: Going to the Japan sub-archway
When: Sometime during the heatwave
Warnings: Satsuki being grumpy | Koishi being obnoxious

Whelp. This was happening. There would be no stopping it. Satsuki was going to be shown selfless love and friendship by someone who genuinely cared about her well-being. And that person had come to the conclusion that she had been working too much. And so, Koishi had decided to take Satsuki to the Tokyo sub-archway for some mountain hiking.

And when Koishi decides it’s time to have fun… well… no force in the universe could stop her.

Packing numerous snacks and a blanket into a bag, Koishi had dragged Sastuki off fairly early in the morning, ensuring they arrived just as the sun was starting to warm the air but before it warmed the ground. There would be plenty of time to climb, have a meal, and head back home. Provided they didn't get distracted by something, of course.

"See? Isn't this the best Miss Satsuki?" Though Koishi had promised some peace and quiet there were numerous tourists on the current path. What's more, the path itself was fairly well-marked. At the very least none of these outsiders noticed the excitable mountain monster hovering just over their heads. "We should go all the way to the top! I'm sure you'll have lots of fun. I know I will!"

The little youkai was glowing. Figuratively and literally, her eyes bright enough to cast light on her cheeks, despite the daytime sun. This truly was her element. The moment Satsuki was ready she would set out, looping through the air but mostly sticking to the path and occasionally waving at the children who managed to spot the little green youkai.

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Well.. Koishi was not wrong that Satsuki had been working too much, and there was far too much on her mind. For a long time she's been unhappy with the state of Genessia, and was always thinking about how she could make a lasting change toward progress, or further her personal investigations. So while, initially, she wasn't happy with Koishi's suggestion, it'd be useless to turn her down.

She wasn't the least bit surprised that Koishi's definition of 'peace and quiet' didn't meet her standards, but at the same time finding herself at the mountains was a refreshing change in scenery, and for some reason Koishi's bright mood was actually a bit infectious. But only a little.

"'All the way to the top'?" Satsuki asked, head tilted upward with a hand raised to shield her eyes as they walked along. "There was a time I believed that is where I belong; and I have resisted that line of thinking since my return."

"... Yet here I am."

"All the way to the top!" Koishi pointed. "It will be quiet and nice up there." She readjusted the basket on her arm. "And then we can enjoy the air and the food and it will be less hot. That much was true at least. It wasn't nearly so scorching at the greater altitude.

"And I still think you belong at the top Miss Satsuki. You're a born leader, after all. That's your element. But I will agree that it's kinda foolish with associating the top of the mountain with greatness of status and character. Especially around a satori youkai."

Okay now she was just teasing.

As they went higher and higher people would, indeed start to thin out, many having reached their destination of one of the facilities or moved off in the direction of the campgrounds.

"I shall look forward to that." Satsuki had her doubts on just how quiet things will be, but she looked forward to spending time with Koishi in a manner that wouldn't completely interrupt her work. The teasing was met with a predictable frown. "Indeed."

The trek wasn't proving much of a challenge for her, even with the air thinning. "In some cultures there are stories of a wise sage that sits at the top of the mountain. I often wonder if there exists a being that plays such a role for Gennessia."

"Well not up here certainly. Since this is Japan and not Genessia proper." She did a little loop in the air, narrowly avoiding knocking off someone's hat. "But I hope there isn't though. Sages on mountain tops are the bane of all satori youkai." She gave a small laugh but it was also true. Some sort of enlightened sage really would be dangerous for her.

As they continued up the people kept thinning and the temperature kept dropping, though it was still quite tolerable. There were still a lot of trees but some rockier areas could be seen a ways away. Koishi drifted back a little, her eyes locked on something off in the trees. In moments she shot off after it. Several birds scattered and she came back a moment or two later with a poor unfortunate squirrel caught in both hands. She was showing her claws but not digging them into the little animal.

"Miss Satsuki. Here!" She held it out. "It's really soft. You should pet it." At the very least with how secure it was Satsuki wouldn't be bitten.

Satsuki didn't say anything about the poor suckers' hat nearly getting knocked off- It seemed she was pretty apathetic toward any inhabitants of the subarchway, with most of her concentration on the mountains' top.

"It sounds like there is a story behind that," she replied.

As the climb continued, Satsuki did pause as Koishi shot off to another path, only to be visibly annoyed with the animal being brought toward her. "Obviously I should not," she retorted, "You should put it back. What is with your fascination with these creatures?"

It's not even a cool animal, like a turtle.

Koishi blinnked. "Oh. Are you sure?" Yes she's sure, Koishi! "I just like them because they're tasty. And warm. And soft." She nuzzled the poor, terrified creature before floating down and letting it go. It sat there, frozen in fear for several seconds before bolting off into the underbrush.

She gave it a little wave goodbye before pressing on. It wouldn't be long until they arrived at the rocky area. "Oh! There!" And she shot off in the direction of an especially large formation, floating easily to the top. They weren't quite at the tip top of the mountain but Koishi seemed to think this was good a spot as any and was removing the blanket to spread it out. Besides, to progress much further Satsuki might need some climbing equipment.

Not that getting up on top of the rocks was easy. It was, in fact, quite difficult, but well worth the effort. The view was beyond spectacular. practically the entire mountainside was visible beneath them.

"This is what I wanted to show you."

"... I see."

Satsuki really tried not to raise an eyebrow as those sorts of facts shouldn't surprise or alarm her but, there you have it: Koishi devours warm fluffs. She watches as it eventually raced away, and then the trek continued.

Climbing the rocks wasn't something that Satsuki was used to, and she learned the hard way that it wasn't as easy as it looked. Hopefully Koishi was able to provide some tips, but either way they eventually made it to the a nice flat area and..

The view was amazing. Gorgeous even. Her expression made it clear that this was the first time she'd actually seen anything like it in person.

"... It is completely different from Honno City." she murmured to herself, in awe.

You should know these things by now, Satsuki. Koishi eats rabbits all the time. Warm fluffs were one of her favorite snacks because the fluff could be used for making shoes warm later.

"Yeah. But we're not seeing the same thing, you know." She drifted forward next to Satsuki. Her third eye was bobbing a little. Koishi seemed... a bit different here. This was the place she was meant to be. It was a strange sense that this creature was a part of the mountain... Also it didn't help that she was having a harder time hiding her less human features.

She let Satsuki look for another few moments before, drifting back, Satsuki could feel a hand on her shoulder before, in her peripheral vision, both of Koishi's hands moved up slowly, and gently, covering Satsuki's eyes. Despite not being able to see she had the faint sensation of Koishi's third eye hovering above her head and slightly off to the left.

"It's a strange thing. I've seen inside the hearts and minds of hundreds of humans. Ones that have been all over my mountain and seen all manner of wonderful things. Not one could see it how I could. Because seeing a mountain and being a part of that mountain are different." The image of the mountain in Satuki's mind's eye was gradually changing as the faintest feeling of another sense crept into the back of her mind.

"It's not really the same without the chatter of the beasts around me. But I'm still me. The mountain is still my home. And with my altered powers I can share things like this. I wouldn't really call it enlightenment-" pun intended "-but it's something that I think you'll enjoy. Is that okay? It's okay if you don't want to but I don't think there's any other else I would rather guide around a mountain."

She'd prefer not to.

'We're not seeing the same thing, you know'. That was a curious statement in of itself but, more importantly, she wasn't certain what she was looking for. Something metaphorical, perhaps? Spiritual? The response to Koishi's first touch got the usual response of annoyance though her emotions became more relaxed when her eyes were covered.

Surprisingly.

"Being 'part of a mountain'." she repeated, frown evident in her features. It wasn't like a blade, that could serve as an extension of herself. Just how was she supposed to pull this off? She wasn't even going to get into the satori having dropped a pun on her. "Is that even possible for a huma-"

The 'image' shift cut her off. Satsuki was struck with mixed feelings but, in the end, intrigue won out. She swallowed hard. "Yes."

"Don't be nervous." That feeling was becoming stronger. It was a strange understanding. Almost tranquil but not overwhelming. Just enough to be aware of. And yet... It was also empowering. Driving. It swelled in strength from Satsuki's subconscious as the minutes passed, pressing on her conscious mind until the dissonance between them began to dissolve, the experience quickly growing beyond the articulation of words.

An unconscious need. A change in perception. The rocks and trees were no longer obstacles. The mountains were no longer high. The rest of the world was simply lower. Claws sinking into bark, bone and body coiling, muscles springing. The wind tugging at clothes and hair. This was shelter. Hearth and home. Mechanics of nature ticking away, delicate and chaotic and yet so very predictable. Under the surface. A beating heart of stone, silent and heavy without word or feeling, yet replete with the unspoken wisdom of eons past.

There was an acute awareness of the season. The trees were strong and healthy. The woodcutters would no doubt return soon to work the forest. They would bring stories. They would bring commerce and the smell of wood shavings. They would bring work from the outside. They would bring food. Anticipation. And the farmers at the base would harvest in the coming months. And more would come. With stories. With food. Excitement.

The feeling, the awareness crept down the mountain's sides, extending somewhat to what dwelt on the surface. The wounds and scars across the surface prickled faintly. The glow of the sun, warmed the roots between the shadows. A thirst. Run. Climb... The breeze was pleasant. Bringing smells. Grass, water, meat... An awareness of humans. Trespassers. Few working. Fewer still residing. This was good. The euphoria of the hunt called. But not without a presented opportunity.

Intrigue. A surge of heat and energy. A primal need. An inevitability. Pangs of something deeper than hunger. Cries of fear. Someone lost in the woods. Down the mountain. To the left... It was all-consuming, filling the body and mind with an electric desire. To pursue the very essence of one's own being. To... The need lingered for only a moment more before simply evaporating.

Koishi had uncovered Satsuki's eyes several moments ago and was staring off in the direction of the lost traveler. Her less human features were threatening to manifest. She blinked and shook her head. "Ah... Sorry Miss Satsuki. I didn't think someone would be that lost so nearby."

Edited (Polish~) 2018-07-20 19:04 (UTC)

".. Telling someone 'don't get nervous' is rarely effective." Satsuki replied with an edge of annoyance in her tone.

To say that the sensation brought awe to Satsuki would be a severe understatement- She had never experienced anything like this in her life, and if she weren't under Koishi's guidance, she may have very well been completely overwhelmed by the new sensation.

When the experience came to an end, Satsuki opened her eyes but also stumbled to the side, though she was quick to upright herself. She expected to be in a sweat, but there was none on her brow, "It.. It is fine." she replied. The last moments left her unnerved, but not enough to ruin the entire trip. Satsuki raised her hand to her chest; her heart beat faster as if catching up to the emotion. Finally she glanced to Koishi, and recognized the desire to feed. There was no weight in her decision on whether she should allow the satori to feed or not.

"Do what you will; I shall remain here for the moment."

Koishi glanced at Satsuki, opening her mouth once before closing it again. She looked again in the direction a tentacle sliding down out of her sleeve and winding restlessly between her fingers.

"That's a silly thing for a human to say. You know I want to eat them, Miss Satsuki." Though from what was just experienced 'want' was not a strong enough word, faint echos still lurking on the edges of Satsuki's perception. "Hunting brings out the worst in sis and I though. And filling up now would ruin the picnic. So I'll just spook them back toward the path."

A compromise. She would chase but not consume. Fear without flesh wasn't ideal. It was strange to leave such an isolated target, wasn't it? There was no danger here...

"You should go eat something, okay Miss Satsuki? You're hungry so it will make you feel better. And get something ready for me too. I'm really hungry."

Her body coiled- and she was gone. Through the trees and across the land, seeking out the trespasser; the lost human who had dared to walk the paths once tread by scholars, monks, and soldiers. And thus Satsuki was left alone with her thoughts and the fixings for their picnic.

"I am well aware of that," Satsuki replied. She trusted that Koishi would come up with the compromise on her own and, lo, so she did.

Just. As. Planned(?).

But.. Wait. she set up the picnic? She opened her mouth to protest but Koishi was already long gone. A sigh passed her lips as she let her own bag slip off her back to make preparations on her own.

She was still a little shaken from her unusual experience- She almost wished it was something she had experienced sooner; maybe if she had she would have grown wiser from her experiences of being transformed in the past: A robot, a vampire, a yankii- and other things she could not quite remember.

"Hmn." Her body moved on its own, and before she knew it, the setup was nearly complete.

It was a bit later that Satsuki would notice the nearly invisible figure walking back toward their picnic. Koishi stopped, wavering for a moment before sitting herself down on the blanket, coming into focus and taking a deep breath. She wasn't maintaining her human guise in the slightest, but she also wasn't actively trying to be scary.

She went right for the yakitori before so much as a greeting, quickly eating a few pieces before closing her eyes to re-focus herself.

"Mm. I scared him back to the path. But he fell and skinned a knee. So it was really hard with the smell of blood in the air. Especially with no other youkai around to challenge me. But I'm ok now."

More food. She was already looking better.

"Come sit down and have some Miss Satsuki."

Seeing Koishi in the state she's in was still something Satsuki was getting used to. Discomfort slightly turned her stomach as she, briefly, glanced off to the side.

Focus. Just.. Focus. It's still Koishi, after all.

It was about the same time that Koishi was getting her fill that Satsuki's comfort returned, then she took a seat as asked. "Very well," and there had better be some yakitori left! If there was, then she went ahead and took a bite, while she considered the situation. "How difficult is it? Holding back?"

Satsuki? She hated it. Perhaps much less so now. She could only imagine how trying it could be for her friend.

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Koishi didn't seem to take notice of Satsuki's discomfort though. Or, if she did, she didn't comment.

She went for the sandwiches next and a plum, biting into both voraciously. She wasn't showing the same relief as a hungry person eating would have, but it was clear the meal served as a more than worthy distraction.

"Mm?" She tilted her head a little bit. "Holding back? You must've gotten quite the taste if you're asking that." She bit the plum pit, the hard shell cracking audibly before being crushed. Koishi didn't seem to have any intention of eating it though, quickly removing the shards from her mouth and tossing them aside.

"I'm a flesh eating youkai, Miss Satsuki. Impulses that strong are not as uncommon as I would like. Had this mountain been 'home' I'm not entirely sure I would have been able to stop myself. Also because you're here too. It helps a lot."

"'Quite the taste'?" the comment brought Satsuki pause, "Perhaps."

Her attention was drawn to the pit, the crack enough to actually draw a bit of disturbance from her, as if the pit were a metaphor for an object far less 'innocent'. And yet, in a twisted way, it was also fascinating. Fascinating in the sense that despite the very different lifestyles they have, that they'd become such good friends.

That surely would not have been the case if they had met in Honnouji, right?

"I understand that but.. Do you dislike it? Being forced to act differently because of us."

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Who knows how things would have been under different circumstances. It was only happenstance that led Satsuki to spotting the pebble by the side of the road.

Koishi tilted her head the other way, reaching for two lacquered boxes. She handed one to Satsuki before picking up her chopsticks. Inside was rice and a similar heart dish to what she had before when they camped. Though this was prepared by Satori's hands and clearly marinated in something. The venison looked very tender and was still hot...

"That's an odd thing to say." She began on her own box. "My nature has always been... unfortunate, but if I reject it entirely then I'll just die of starvation. I've actually seen it happen before. I don't think I ever understood that youkai's thinking until fairly recently."

She stirred her food a little. "As much as I hate being cooped up I kind of understand why my sister isolates herself. It's hard being friends with something you know is food. Even if its only in the back of your mind. Once acclimated though it's not so bad since I'm already used to not acting on those impulses."

Another bite, chewing thoughtfully. "But it can be worth the effort too. Don't you think so, Miss Satsuki?"

After Satsuki accepted the box, she went through the usual motions before eating. She wasn't certain what Koishi's answer would be, but her words end up not being very surprising at all.

On one hand, that brings her relief. Though on the other, she isn't certain what to make of it. What was the point of asking such a question, when she and Koishi are two entirely different species?

"That goes without saying." Satsuki replied. In the beginning Satsuki was more interested in what Koishi could do to further her goals, but as the years went on the relationship transformed into one more personal. Satsuki's somewhat accepted that as a strength, therefore positive. "But I do not believe befriending everyone to be a very efficient solution to our Genessia problem. Even what you have graciously allowed me to experience does not change my primary goal."

She shakes her head. "Anyway, I do not think it odd at all. Because I always feel as if I must hold back."

Koishi was nibbling on her food, savoring it, making little happy noises. She eventually reached over, going for the thermos of tea and pouring a cup for the both of them. It wasn't as nice of a teacup as Satsuki was used to. But it would suffice.

"Hmm. I see." She tilted her head and then looked down at her tea. "You know, we're from entirely different worlds Miss Satsuki. Sometimes I think 'Genessia' isn't as big a problem as it could be. I'm here and you're here right now. And we're having a nice picnic. Regardless of circumstances there's nothing bad about that. Especially if it turns out we're all copies or something. Then there wouldn't really be any reason to worry about back home." She took a long sip.

"Take that with a grain of salt though. I would be content regardless of my circumstance. As long as I can eat and sleep and have room to move. I don't really have any passion for anything anymore. But I'll always help you out if you need me. Okay?"

Back to the food now. "And, also. You shouldn't hold yourself back so much. You don't like to let yourself be happy. That's another thing you need to work on~"

Satsuki was struck into silence; she never really sat down and thought of things the way Koishi worded it and it was true: If it were not for Genessia, she wouldn't have met the likes of the Satori sisters, or Luke, Ayame, and countless others. And yet she can't help but also struggle deciding the significance of it all- Even with all of her experiences, there are too many uncertainties.

She wasn't feeling very hungry, but she proceeded to take small bites from her chopsticks anyway.

"Thank you, Koishi." she then shakes her head, "But so long as that woman exists, something like that would be impossible."

With the marination and prepwork Satori had done the heart meat was tender and melted in her mouth. The rice and ground other meats served as the perfect compliment.

Koishi paused, glancing down at the bento and then back up to Satsuki. It looked like Koishi wanted to ask something. 'What are you thinking?' But she didn't voice the question. Instead, she scooted closer so she was next to the human. Very much in her bubble but not clinging or anything (for once). Though her third eye did drift over, resting on Satsuki's knee.

"If you say things like that you'll start getting wrinkles." A smile. "She doesn't exist here. In this place and time. It's just the mountain and the creatures upon it, enjoying a meal, fresh air, and warm sun. So don't be afraid to smile, okay?"

She could feel Koishi's unusual presence on her mind, helping take the edge off her tension. Not forcing her to relax but making it easier, certainly. And through it she could feel the faint traces of her experience from before.

"Would you like me to tell a story?"

For a moment, Satsuki was lost in her own thoughts with her chopsticks left in her mouth during it. A glance is given to the eye that settled upon her leg, which was enough of a distraction to make her wonder 'At what point did this become normal?'.

The mental nudge that was given was enough to get her to get her focus back onto the present, and her shoulders relaxed as a visible response. "It is not that simple," is all she could say at first.

Finally, at the offer of a story, Satsuki responded with a nod.

Koishi just smiled up at Satsuki before focusing on the blanket in front of her. She took a deep breath, focusing. Satsuki could feel the eye on her knee stir as the lid parted slightly and slowly opened a fraction. Even if she couldn't read minds she still needed to think. A hand tapped a rhythm out on her thigh, the looped heart above her shoulder swaying slightly, her body soon following.

Story. The mere concept was mouthwatering. An indescribable satisfaction. Like shaved ice under the beating sun or slipping into a warm bath after working the frozen, jagged earth. A sensation that felt like Satsuki's own.

And then she began to speak, her tone rhythmed and soft. The voice she used to tell stories.

"There once was a human who fell in love with a youkai."

Here, on the mountain, her words made the world shiver. The breeze died. The grass stilled. The animals quieted. All was listening.

"He lived in a small village built on flat, rich soil. He was young and strong and was loved by the people around him, working his farm day in and day out. Many came to court him but he turned each and every away. He had eyes only for the woman who lived in the nearby forest. He would visit her often and she, returning his affection, allowed him to visit. Though always during the day. She would warn him of how even brave warriors would vanish under the moonlight and he believed her and heeded her words. For no one knew the wood better than she.

The people of the village were frightened. The called her monster; demon; spirit. And they pleaded with him to give up his pursuit. But he would not listen, laughing at their accusations and defending her honor as it was challenged time and time again.

Then, on the sixteenth night, as the sun set, a group of ronin came to rest in the village. The villagers took action. They told the them of the beast in the forest and pleaded with them to kill it. For coin and glory, the ronin agreed and began preparing their steel and minds for the hunt.

Overhearing this, the man broke his promise and dashed into the wood. Unhindered by heavy armor or ignorance of the land he was able to easily outpace them. He came upon her home and beseeched her to run away with him, for the ronin were coming to kill her. She told him that she lacked the strength to flee so he took her hand and ran.

Moonlight revealed her for what she was. A creature of fangs, claws, and chitin. And so, through his shock, she asked him what he intended to do. Without hesitation he replied 'I wish to do all I can so that we may live. You and I, together. Because I love you and no one else.'

Humbled, she took his words to heart, bowing and thanking him before devouring him whole. With newfound strength she turned and killed the ronin. And the village, removing every blemish left by them and remaining to guard his long-dead conviction until even her bones returned to the scarless earth."

Satsuki kept a neutral expression throughout the story and kept a consistent rhythm of raising the chopsticks to her lips. She found it very traditional, though it left an unsettling feeling with the great possibility that it was a tale of an event that very much happened where Koishi came from.

However she shook off that point to instead focus on the meaning behind it, though the conclusion she came to made her brows furrow. Her grip upon her chopsticks tightened to the point of them snapping.

"Ragyo's goals have nothing to do with father's love."

Who knows if it was true or not? Koishi looked thoughtful for several moments, swaying slightly with a tune only she could hear. She tapped her knee softly.

"Hmm... Maybe. Maybe not. Would you say that monster would stand her ground to guard your father's honor? Even after he died? To stand vigilant until she crumbled away?"

She reached to lift her cup of tea, taking a long sip. "Then again, stories are what we make of them. Who can say what the youkai's motivations were? Why she turned and killed instead of escape?" Another sip, Koishi tilting her head to the left, closing one eye much like her sister did. "Maybe she was a ruthless beast, looking only for a meal and the strength to devour the humans who lived nearby. Or maybe she truly loved him and she merely didn't understand how to express such a basic, human emotion."

She set her cup down. "Then again... You do have a bad habit of looking too far, Miss Satsuki. After all, a story changes with each re-telling. Sometimes they escape. Sometimes he never finds her. Sometimes he is a ronin. I know your mind but I can't read it, so perhaps it's better to question why I chose this story in particular. And how that might change the meaning. Not every metaphor need be so bleak."

"..."

Hesitance followed Koishi's question as it challenged her train of thought. Her lips parted to say something, but she found herself at a loss for words. She had always believed she knew everything about Ragyo that she needed to know, but now that she thought about it- Ryuko placed doubt in that belief. But more importantly, she realized she wasn't focused on what Koishi was truly sharing with her.

"You are correct; I apologize." she murmured as she shook her head, then raised her free hand to her chin as she pondered: Why did Koishi choose that story in particular? In what other way did it connect with their conversation before it?

Koishi giggled softly, reaching up to adjust her hat before brushing a wrinkle out of her sleeve. "No need to apologize. Stories can mean multiple things. And something I didn't intend or anticipate was what you thought of first. That's hardly a mistake."

She reached into the basket again, pulling out another box. This one containing daifuku mochi. She took a piece, placing it between them so Satsuki could get to it too.

"Think of it this way, Miss Satsuki. Who would you be in this story? The villagers who show concern and correctly assume the youkai's danger? The ronin who chose to hunt her despite the danger to themselves? The stubborn The man with conviction enough to chase the heart of a monster? Or the creature herself who devoured the object of her desire to survive the attack?"

She then took a big bite of the mochi, blinking and struggling a little with how much it stretched. But she managed, somehow.

She swallowed before continuing. "And where does that put you now in the context of your past and future? You don't have to answer right now. But it's something to think about. After all, it's your turn to tell a story."

Satsuki picked up one of the mochi, but silently stared at it rather than take a bite herself. Her eyes shifted to Koishi after, and while it doesn't really show on her face, she was appreciative of the direction she was given. That said-

Her turn to tell a story. Of course it would be. After a moment of thought, she spoke:

"A martial arts student approached his teacher and said earnestly, 'I am devoted to studying your martial system. How long will it take me to master it?'

'Ten years.' the teacher casually replied.

The student impatiently answered, 'But I desire to master it faster than that. I would work very hard. I would practice everyday, ten or more hours a day if I must. How long will it take then?'

The teacher thought for a moment then said, '20 years.'"

Afterward, she bit into the mochi.

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I hope I didn't overdo it.

It was juuuust fine.

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