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Ataku and Kamodichi walked down the hallway of another corridor. "Hey so what's the deal with you and Tanaka" Ataku asked. "Oh, well when I first became a bright knight I met her. She was cultivating a cotton field and these bandits came to steal it, well the cotton. Without the cotton she can't make clothes" Kamodichi explained. "Why would a bunch of bandits care about cotton" Ataku asked. "They came from the north they can't grow cotton there. Their cotton crops die and so they traveled all the way here to steal some. Well I beat them and sent them running home and she basically fell in love with me ever since" Kamodichi said. Ataku smiled at the his memory. "She must idealize you as a hero" Ataku commented. "Maybe too much" Kamodichi admitted.

"But that makes you a good guy" Ataku said. Kamodichi was a little surprised at her response. "Well I can agree with that" Kamodichi nodded. "What are we going to do now" She asked. They came to another room this one was filled with weapons. "Your weapon should compliment who you are" he told her. She stared at all her options with fascination. Swords with jagged edges, weapons that shape shift, weapons that require bullets and all neatly sorted. Kamodichi looked around all the weapons. Ataku saw something glowing and went towards it. It was a thin sword with a blue oval jewel embedded in its handle.

The glowing stopped once she stood in front of it. She reached for it, "who are you young lady" she heard a man ask. She turned to see a man with black hair tied in a bun and a gray and black goatee. He looked hunched over, he had red and white robes on and his face was wrinkly from old age. She couldn't see his eyes. "Me sir?" She asked. "Yes you" he said. "I am Ataku" she said. "M.r Shinji" Kamodichi appeared. "Oh Sir Juno, do you know this girl" The man asked. "Yes sir" Kamodichi said. "Oh then you are of no harm" he concluded. "Say M.r Shinji do you know of a tree with white flowers" Kamodichi asked. "Oh you speak of the tree of Yoshino" Shinji stated. "Of Yoshino" Ataku said. "Yoshino trees are rare in these parts. They grow by themselves. No one has been able to come across one for a very long time" Shinji said. "What do the Yoshino trees do" Kamodichi asked. "There are a select few of a divine race who appear by the sight of this tree. The tree means peace and sacrifice. Its a sign, wait have you seen a Yoshino tree" Shinji turned to the duo. "Ataku says she's seen it" Kamodichi said. "Only in a dream" she said right away.

"Tell me Ataku, have you lost your memory" Shinji asked. "Yes" Ataku said. Kamodichi and Ataku were surprised he knew. "How do you know this" Ataku asked. "its not the first time the sign of the Yoshino tree has spoken" Shinji said. "This has happened before" Kamodichi asked. "Precisely but never so serious" Shinji said. "Then what is the fairy soul" Kamodichi asked. "Its what is needed to save the world" Shinji said. "But why does the world need saving, what from and from whom" Ataku said. "Ataku, you are here to serve a purpose, a purpose greater than all of us, the danger you have encountered before" Shinji said. "What do you mean" Ataku said in confusion.

"The world is sick my dear, you must find out who you are before the world dies" Shinji stated. "We have to find the fairy soul" Kamodichi said. "You must piece together Ataku's purpose maybe then you may find the fairy soul" Shinji said. "How do I do that" Kamodichi sounded desperate. "Go to the one who causes despair maybe then you will find the answers you seek" Shinji said. Ataku stared as Shinji trudged out of the weapon room. "Find the one who causes despair" Kamodichi spoke to himself. "What did Shinji mean" Kamodichi was frustrated. "What person do you know causes harm to other people" Ataku asked. "Wait the leader and his posse, he has been attacking villages ever since I was young" Kamodichi told her. "then he has to be who we should go after" Ataku grabbed the sword off the wall. "Let's go" Kamodichi nodded. Kamodichi hoped they'd find the crook before its too late.

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