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... atching Midori dance wildly with the other festive folks, Usagi received a mental signal.
The plaza pulsed with life beneath swaying strings of red and gold lanterns.
Paper globes drifted in the warm night breeze, casting soft, flickering pools across the stone paving and the gathered crowd.
The air carried the mingled scents of sizzling yakitori, sweet red bean paste, spilled sake, and the faint, persistent perfume of late-blooming cherry blossoms that drifted down like ...
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