Toru
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"There are so many versions of the world's creation," I said after a while, with a smile. "My people believe that a spear was dipped into the oceans by the gods and the drips off of that spear formed Nihon, my country."

"So... do you believe this?" the girl asked, gesturing towards the paper in my hand. I looked it over again, sighed.

"No. Even if I did... this..." I looked at the paper again. ギッヌンガガプ "Gi-n-nu-n-ga-ga-pu," I carefully read the characters which formed the strange word, "Existed at one time, wouldn't the creation of the world have filled the gap? Anyhow," I bowed, not giving her time to answer, "It was an honour to have met you, miss." I began to turn away when she said,

"What's your name?"

I faced her again. "Mori. Mori Toru." I handed her the paper, but she didn't take it.

"Your sister. Do you want to find her?"

I straightened up. She was taller than me. I didn't really care for that. These pale people were so tall.

"I will find her. But not in storybooks."


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