Sakata no Kintoki rose to his feet, stoically accepting the single tear soaking into his bib.
His faithful bear and all the animals gathered around him.
He picked up his Masakari ax.
He would use it now as a tool.
A tool to rebuild.
His faithful bear and all the animals gathered around him.
He picked up his Masakari ax.
He would use it now as a tool.
A tool to rebuild.
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Fuji Hiroshi Ichikawa
