"I can't wait to see what this town has to offer," Mizuko exclaimed.
"I am more amazed at the fact Auntie and Uncle let us come here," Nami remarked.
"Same here." Mizuko agreed. "Let's go and see what the town is like."
"Wait up." Nami ran after her cousin.
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While spending some time at home with the group, the girls were helping Ayako and her mother go through some old things that had been hidden away in the attic.
"Look how cute Ayako was here." the girl's mother exclaimed. In her hand was a photo album with Ayako doing something with cake.
"Aw!" the group cooed.
"Mother!" Ayako shrieked, a blush forming on her cheeks.
"What?" Her mother smirked. "You made such a mess, it was a miracle we got the kitchen clean."
"I was trying to surprise you with a cake for your birthday." Ayako reasoned.
"Where did that get you?"
"Shut up."
"Can we get the story behind it?"
"Just tell them, Mother."
Ayako sat in embarrassment as her mother recounted the story and she felt like curling up into a deep hole as the story progressively got more embarrassing.
"Are you done yet?" Ayako whined.
"Yes. I am." the girl's mother grinned.
"Why are we looking through all of this stuff again?" Ayako looked at the surrounding mess.
"We're going to give most of this stuff away at a flea market."
"Why?"
"Your father and I agreed to get rid of most of it."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Let's get this packed and to the market then."
"Aright!"
Ayako and her friends, along with her mother, set up their place at the flea market and helped sell the items people wanted.
"Do you four want to look around the market?" Ayako's mother inquired.
"Are you sure?" Ayako asked.
"Yeah." her mother smiled. "You all are still young, so go and enjoy the market."
"Thank you." Ako punched the air.
"Call me when everything is done." Ayako waved with the group and walked off.
Walking around the flea market, Ayako wasn't paying much attention to her surroundings and bumped into someone.
"Sorry." the teens apologized to one another.
"It's okay, I wasn't paying attention," Ayako admitted.
"Same here." the girl in front of her laughed, waving her hand.
"My name is Ayako Hagaruma, what's yours?" Ayako introduced.
"I'm Mizuko Amemori." the girl smiled. "Is it strange to say I feel a comforting and strange aura coming from you?"
"Nope." Ayako laughed. "I feel the same way."
"Thank goodness." Mizuko grinned.
"There you are, Mizuko." someone joined them. "I thought I lost you."
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Steampunk Precure
FantasyWhen the pieces of a kingdom's protection are broken, someone must travel to earth and find the key to restoring the protection and peace of the kingdom. However, in the not so busy town of Bronze City, three girls who couldn't be any more different...