Chapter 1: Towards the Destination

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"Talking" ("")
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𝐹𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘/𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡(𝐼𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑐)
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Time:9:25 am/morning

(No one's POV)

Walking away from the house but suddenly, a crow flew towards them.
The older one reach its hand to the crow and the crow lands on her wrist,this cause the older one to smile a bit and the younger one bewildered of the sudden appearance.

"T-tsu!?" Exclaimed the younger one.

"Tsu,where have you been this whole time..?" Adding the older one with a still sad expression but the crow didn't notice that.

"CAW! I was in mount Kumotori!" The crow known as Tsu exclaimed.

'Mount Kumotori..?' Y/n thought

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"Ne..Tsu, can you deliver this to Ubuyashiki-sama for me? we're also heading to mount Kumotori too."

Y/n said as she grab a letter from her bag and gently tied the letter into the crows small leg.

'Ehh..!!? Where did that letter came from!? I swear I didn't see nee-san writing it yesterday and now.!!' Natsumi screamed in her head as she try to understand of what's happening.

"CAW! Hai! (n/n)-(n/n)-sama but why are you going to mount Kumotori? Did f/n-sama or m/n-sama allowed both of you to go?"

The crow questioned curiously. The crow still didn't know about the death of its older owners.

"Ohh..."

Y/n frowns upon mentioning that to her but the crow didn't notice it.

"CAW! CAW! Did you forget the medicine and herbs again!"

Exclaimed the crow, unaware that it just asked a very sensitive question.

"Ehh...no...its just... It's just.."

Y/n stammered from talking and hesitately pointed at the first section of their garden as to where her parents grave lies while trying not to tear up again.

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