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Tsubasa couldn't help but frown at Keiko's statement. She said it so nonchalantly, too. He supposed it was something she had gotten used to long ago; unfortunately, their village didn't look kindly to outsiders. He remembered being more curious than anything, never really understanding the hesitation coming from the adults. But it wasn't any of his business. Her statement on considering selling did bring a smile to his face as the thought danced around his mind. Moriyama [i]was[/i] pretty competitive.

At the mention of the fence, he had fruit in his mouth as he looked at it. He chewed faster, licking his lips as he moved over to the already finished pieces. [color=firebrick]"Tetsu says there's always work to be done. Though this time, some animals have been getting into the crops and that can't really wait,"[/color] He explained. [color=firebrick]"I guess the wooden fences kept getting knocked down, so reinforcing them should do the trick!"[/color]

He dropped his gaze to what he was working on when she came in, wondering if she wanted to know about that, too. [color=firebrick]"This one's a table, though,"[/color] He said. [color=firebrick]"Takamori said he needed something sturdier than others, so there that is."[/color]

Taking the chance to gobble up the rest of the orange, he let out a sigh of happiness. [color=firebrick]"Delicious,"[/color] He commented happily, pushing himself away from the bench. [color=firebrick]"How about you, Kei-chan? Are you looking forward to the festival?"[/color]


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