"By the way, today is Tanabata."
Hearing an unfamiliar term from the Sage, Jozak asked, "Tana...bata?"
"Yes. Tanabata. It is a traditional festival in Japan, basically the same as the Valentine's Day I've told you," Murata answered patiently, with a smile, and continued, "But the story behind these festivals are quite different. Put it simply, Tanabata's story is about a pair of lovers of different rank, who are only allowed to meet on the magpie bridge over the Milky Way once a year."
Lovers of different rank, these words easily caught Jozak attention, not surprisingly. However, what he asked after hearing Murata's explanation was nothing about this.
"...Magpie?"
"Yes, a magpie bridge, interesting right?"
"How dare they can step on those cuties?"
Jozak's response made Murata laughed, "You know, those ancestors didn't really care about animal rights."
"Well, their fault," Jozak looked at Murata. He liked to see the young boy laughing, just like every sixteen-year-old kid would do when they hear a funny joke.
Only at these moments, Jozak would have the feeling that the one sitting in front of him is 'Murata' himself. After all, it was nothing about the four-thousand-year memory. Nothing about the burden of being the Sage.
He was interested about Murata Ken only, as always.
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