Summertime [Open]

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Zouichi sat by a the mirrored black water of a small pond. Nearby, a wisteria plant was coming into bloom, dangling its delicate, curved violet flowers toward the earth.

As promised, a tray of chilled watermelon slices was set to the side, near the wooden steps leading down to the garden and free for any passersby to take. For his part, however, Zouichi occupied himself with feeding a small group of googly-eyed baby goldfish, who darted back and forth through the water to gobble up stray flakes of fish food.

It was nice to take a break from exploding ghost wolves lions once in a while.

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"You'll have to tell me the long version some time."

Hana shrugged and turns back to the fish. "I try not to really think about it much. I miss it but... I don't wanna dwell on it."

Taro has now taken to the air, hovering above the water.

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Zouichi gave him a little half-laugh. "I'm not sure I understand the long version."

He watched as Taro hovered there for a moment, before continuing, "Well, if it ever does get on your mind, you can always stay over here. I'm sure it's not exactly like your parents' Inn, but it's still a ryokan."

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Taro flapped his wings and gently landed on Hana's head, curling up in a nest of soft, untamable hair. Hana barely seemed to notice.

"Heh, thanks. It's kinda nice to sit and remember sometimes."

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Well, Zouichi wasn't always keen on remembering the past, but he could understand the idea behind it, he supposed.

A slight breeze came rustling though the branches of a nearby maple tree and Zouichi reached a hand out to catch a stray, fallen leaf. Maybe one day it would be days like this that he'd be remembering.