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Ringrande 

Satou here. When I think of mokuba, wooden horses, my mind automatically goes to merry-go-rounds. But for some reason, most of my friends think of some card game. Very mysterious. 

“A hooorse?” 

“It’s a horse, sir.” 

Tama, a white-haired girl with cat ears and a tail, and Pochi, a girl with a short chestnut bob and dog ears and a tail, were staring at the sky from the deck of the large ship carrying us downriver. 

The rest of the group, sprawled on the sofas we’d placed on deck, looked up with interest. 

“Hmm? That little white spot there? I can barely see it.” 

Arisa, her lilac hair hidden by a blond wig, narrowed her violet eyes to squint at the sky where Tama and Pochi were pointing. 

“Master, I would like a telescopic vision expansion, I entreat.” 

Nana’s head popped up behind me, her golden hair tied back in a ponytail. She was expressionless as always, but I was starting to get the hang of reading her emotions. 

She put a hand on my shoulder, her substantial chest pressing against me. Normally, this would suggest an attempt at seduction, but since she was a homunculus and technically zero years old, it was probably more like a child demanding attention from a parent. 

That said, it would be a waste to move away from such a pleasant sensation, so I let her do as she liked. 

However, not everyone was so forgiving. 

“Too close.” 

Mia, who’d been playing a gentle tune, stopped to glower at Nana and wedge herself between us. 

Her long, pale turquoise pigtails swayed, allowing a glimpse at the pointed elf ears beneath her hair. 

I felt a slight tug on my sleeve, and I turned around. 

“M-master, does this mean that you prefer…you know, bigger…?” 

Speaking to me with tears welling up in her dark eyes was Lulu, a beautiful black-haired girl who could easily pass for Japanese. A girl that lovely could make any expression look good. 

I wished I could preserve this moment forever as a painting or something, but I wouldn’t let one of the kids in my care stay sad, so I gently wiped her tears with a finger. 

If you asked me, it was downright sinful that the beauty standards in this world meant this beautiful girl was considered homely by most. 

“Master, it appears that someone is riding the horse,” added Liza of the orangescale tribe, standing alert at my side with her magic spear at the ready. 

Behind her crimson hair, her dignified profile was just visible. Her orange tail flicked slightly with tension. 

“Are we under attack?” 

“A single horseman would not attempt to rob a ship.” 

Miss Karina, the daughter of Baron Muno, brushed back her blond curls before peering at the sky from the neighboring sofa. 

The calm male voice that answered her came from Raka, a silver amulet that glowed blue at her breast. It was an “intelligent item” that enhanced the wearer’s strength and created a powerful barrier to protect them. 

Though most of the group was on the alert, I could tell from the detailed information next to the point on my map that whatever was approaching us from the sky wasn’t an enemy. 

However, no one would believe this unless I explained the workings of my Unique Skill “Search Entire Map,” so I couldn’t say anything to my group with the likes of Miss Karina and Raka around. They’d be able to see for themselves soon enough; I decided to just keep enjoying the relaxing boat trip for now. 

Still, though… 

This peaceful scene made it hard to believe that a demon lord had been resurrected in the depths below the old capital just last night. 

It felt like ages ago that I’d met Sara of the Tenion Temple. 

Not far from the banks of this peaceful river, the demon lord cult Wings of Freedom had used her as a sacrifice to resurrect one of the evil creatures. Fortunately, I defeated him, and Sara was revived with help from the head priestess of the Tenion Temple and the Treasure of Resurrection. 

According to my map, Sara’s current status condition was Weakened, but she should be fine, since there were plenty of priests at the temple who could use Holy Magic. I’ll have to go visit her once she’s recovered a little more. 

The next “Season of the Demon Lord” wasn’t for another sixty-six years; I was planning to enjoy a nice peaceful journey from now on. Besides, there are supposed to be all kinds of rarities in the old capital where we’re heading next, so I think I’ll stay awhile and enjoy the sights. 

This would extend the trip to take Mia home to the elf village, but they already knew she was safe, and Mia herself had said that even an extra year or two made no difference to elves. We’d just say she was broadening her horizons before going home. 

We’d also be parting with Miss Karina at the old capital, since she had been tasked with delivering a letter from Baron Muno to the royal capital, but with Raka and her two armed maids, I expected she’d be perfectly fine. 

While my thoughts were wandering, the ship guards and knightly passengers noticed the shadow approaching from the sky. 

The guards began preparing magic and bows to defend the ship, and some of the birdfolk and batfolk among their number took off to scout out the situation. 

My group began to follow suit and arm themselves with bows and stones as well, but I quietly stopped them. 

“Don’t worry. We’re not under attack.” 

I already knew the flier’s identity; I’d checked on my map as soon as Pochi and Tama pointed it out. 

My “Telescopic Sight” and “Long-Distance Vision” skills meant I already had a clear view. 

A white golem shaped like a wooden horse was galloping through the sky. It probably used a similar principal to my “Skyrunning” skill. My AR display labeled the contraption a wooden Pegasus. 

Riding on its back was a slender knight clad in silver armor. The helmet hid the rider’s face, but the feminine outline of the armor hinted at the beauty of its wearer. If the curves of that breastplate were anything to go by, she was probably around an E cup, too. 

Her name was Ringrande Ougoch. Level 55. Judging by the configuration of her skills, she seemed more like a magic knight than a mage. 

At twenty-two, she was seven years older than her sister—Sara of the Tenion Temple. She was also a follower of the hero Hayato Masaki. 

I had no idea why a grandchild of Duke Ougoch, one of the most powerful men in the Shiga Kingdom, would be working for the hero of the Saga Empire, but I was confident she would be a beauty with a strong resemblance to Sara, at least. 

Naturally, I kept these high expectations to myself when one of the birdfolk who’d gone to scope out the situation hurriedly returned. 

“It’s Lady Ringrande!” the scout exclaimed. “The Witch of Heavenly Destruction has returned!” With that, he took off around the ship to excitedly repeat his message. 

His beak garbled his speech a little—it sounded more like “Lay-hee Lin-glad”—but I managed to figure it out. 

The sailors, ship guards, and even the knights repeated her name to one another. Sara’s sister must be pretty famous. 

“Riiin?” 

“Glad, sir?” 

The murmurs from all sides set Pochi and Tama on edge; they glanced around uncertainly. 

“Lady…Ringrande?” Miss Karina repeated. “The one who travels with the hero?” 

Jumping to her feet, she stared at the approaching rider like she was about to meet her biggest idol. She must have heard all kinds of gossip in the hero-crazy Muno Barony. 

“Have you met this Lady Ringrande, Arisa?” I asked quietly. 

“Never. I must have met Hayato before she joined up.” Arisa shook her head, then paused thoughtfully. “But if she knows what Japanese people look like, she might realize where you’re from.” 

“Good point. I guess I’ll just say I’m descended from a Japanese hero, like Lulu.” 

I made a mental note of this new addition to my made-up backstory. 

Miss Ringrande and her wooden Pegasus approached the ship. 

She removed her helmet, her long hair cascading like silver threads. Unlike Sara, whose hair was closer to a platinum blond, Miss Ringrande’s hair was the color of pure silver. It was so beautiful, it almost didn’t look real. 

Her face was indeed similar to Sara’s, but while the features of the oracle priestess brought to mind a sweetly blooming flower, Ringrande’s had the commanding charm of an elegant rose. 

“I am Ringrande, granddaughter of Duke Ougoch! I hereby request permission to land on your ship!” she cried with a sharp, booming voice, and the captain quickly granted permission from the stern. 

Her voice reminded me of Sara’s, too, but it gave a completely different impression. 

“““Ringrande!””” Perhaps stirred by the sound of her voice, the people on board cried her name in welcome. “““Ringrande!””” 

Their stamping and flailing were so fervent that I couldn’t bring myself to join in. 

Overwhelmed by the noise, Tama and Pochi flattened their ears and looked at me anxiously, so I sat them on my knees and patted their heads. 

Except for my party and myself, the only passenger who wasn’t hopping up and down was Imperial Knight Sir Ipasa Lloyd, Sara’s former escort. His gaze was warm, as if he was fondly watching a grown younger sibling. 

Little Mayuna, the baby with the “Oracle” skill, was peering out from her mother Hayuna’s arms in excitement. Hayuna’s husband, Tolma, was still seasick in their cabin. 

“Sit.” 

“H-hey, me too!” 

Mia and Arisa sat down on either side of me, snuggling up to me with satisfied faces. 

“Sh-she’s very popular, isn’t she?” 

Flushed, Lulu settled onto the soft fur rug laid out in front of the couch. Her excited expression was cute enough to preserve forever, too. 

“Master, I desire a plush toy in the shape of that horse, I assert.” 

“Sure, I’ll make you one. There’s not much else to do while we’re on the ship.” 

Behind me, Nana stared intensely at Miss Ringrande’s wooden Pegasus. A few simple plush toys should take only a half hour or so, even if I made enough for everyone. 

“Thank you, master!” 

Delighted, Nana expressed her gratitude by embracing my head, her ample breasts pushing against my face. 

Of course, the ever-watchful barrier of Arisa and Mia was quick to pull her away, but just a moment in paradise was enough. 

I’ll have to make the cutest plush toy I possibly can. 

“Sir Knight, I apologize for the sailors’ noisy behavior.” 

This apology came from the tour guide who was taking care of us on the ship. 

In addition to being the resident guide for our vessel, she was a civil official in the service of its owner, Viceroy Worgoch of Gururian City. 

“It’s quite all right. Lady Ringrande must be very popular,” I said, casually broaching the topic. 

Miss Ringrande had landed her wooden Pegasus on the afterdeck and was chatting with Sir Ipasa and the ship’s captain. 

“Are you not familiar with her, Sir Knight?” The guide, evidently a big fan, approached me with her fists raised to her chest in excitement. 

I shook my head politely, and she promptly regaled me with various tales of Miss Ringrande’s exploits. 

Some of them I already knew from reviewing her information on the map, but the story went something like this: 

Miss Ringrande was the eldest daughter of the next duke and a princess of the Shiga Kingdom—making her the granddaughter of a king as well as a duke. This didn’t give her the right to inherit any throne, as it turned out, but she still came from an impressive bloodline. On top of that, she was a prodigy who entered the royal academy at just ten years of age and graduated within two, and she’d mastered both Wind and Blaze Magic to advanced levels. After graduation, she even became a researcher at the academy, and by the age of fifteen she’d revived the lost arts of Destruction Magic and Explosion Magic. During the course of her research, she brushed up on her magical techniques in the Labyrinth City Celivera. 

“She was granted the rank of honorary baroness as thanks for defeating a floormaster in Labyrinth City.” 

“Did she do that all by herself?” 

“Not even Lady Ringrande could do that on her own!” 

The tour guide explained that she had the help of Holy Knights from the royal capital. 

Because of her accomplishments, when the beloved prodigy turned eighteen and left the Shiga Kingdom to work with the hero of the Saga Empire, the kingdom went into an uproar. I didn’t care about that part so much. I just nodded along without really listening. 

I did learn, however, that this was the first time she’d returned in four years. 

The clink-clank of armor heralded Miss Ringrande’s approach, along with Sir Ipasa. 

It seemed rude to stay seated, so I stood up to greet her. 

At the urging of her maids, Miss Karina rose to her feet, too, her knees knocking with nerves. 

“Nice to meet you. I’m Ringrande Ougoch, follower of Hero Hayato Masaki.” Introducing herself, Miss Ringrande bowed politely to Karina. 

“N-n-nice to meet you…” 

That was as far as Miss Karina’s introduction went before she stammered to a halt and turned bright red. I stepped in to give her some backup. 

“Pardon my intrusion. This is Karina Muno, the second daughter of my lord Baron Muno. It seems she is so overwhelmed with emotion at the chance to meet you that she has forgotten herself; allow me to apologize on her behalf.” 

“Oh, not at all! Baron Muno—you mean Uncle Leon, right? Why, that would make us second cousins, then. The books he wrote back when he was a researcher were the reason I decided I wanted to work with a hero! Please treat me as an equal.” 

Miss Ringrande gave Miss Karina a warm smile. 

Like a fan whose favorite singer had smiled at her, Miss Karina was so red that she could have been on the verge of fainting. 

Picking up on this, Miss Ringrande tactfully shifted her gaze toward me. “Might I ask your name, then?” 

“Certainly. I am Satou Pendragon, an honorary hereditary knight and vassal of the Muno Barony.” 

Miss Ringrande’s eyes widened at that. “You’re Uncle Leon’s vassal? Haven’t you heard the rumors about Muno Barony?” 

“Yes, of course. But the curse that was afflicting the barony has been broken now.” 

Naturally, I left out how the one who removed the curse was the “silver-masked hero.” 

Since she worked for the hero Hayato, bringing up the appearance of a new hero would probably result in a lengthy explanation. 

“Well, that’s splendid news. Who was the one who…?” 

Before Miss Ringrande could finish her question, I shifted my gaze toward the tour guide, who appeared to be itching to say something. 

“What’s the matter?” 

“Well, we’ll be entering the Dreamglow Cavern shortly…” 

The Dreamglow Cavern was a man-made tunnel about two miles long in the middle of the river and ran through the Grapevine Mountains. 

The cavern was just wide enough for one large ship to pass through, while the main current of the river took a wide detour around the mountains and merged on the other side. 

As the tour guide had explained earlier, this was one of the most famous sightseeing spots in the Shiga Kingdom and was especially popular as a honeymoon destination for nobles. 

I found out later that Miss Ringrande, too, had boarded the ship in order to take the shortcut through the harsh Grapevine Mountains. 

“Oh my, I apologize. I would hate to disrupt anyone who’s never seen it before. Might there be a seat for me as well?” Miss Ringrande said. I saw Miss Karina’s eyes dart furtively toward the three-seat sofa where she’d been sitting. 

I tried not to meddle too often, but it might be good for Miss Karina to make a new friend. 

“Lady Ringrande, if you please, the spot next to Lady Karina is open. Why don’t you have a seat there?” 

“Is that all right?” 

“Y-yes, of course! H-h-have a seat.” 

Obviously unbothered by Miss Karina’s stammering invitation, Miss Ringrande sat down lightly on the sofa. 

Watching the situation unfold with a grin, Sir Ipasa interfered even further. 

“Rin, would you mind scooting over a little? I’d like to sit and look at the Dreamglow Cavern, too.” 

“Ah…certainly. Pardon me.” 

Miss Ringrande drew close enough to Karina that their shoulders touched, causing the latter to turn red enough to boil. 

Miss Ringrande chatted with her in a friendly tone, but Miss Karina could give only short responses like “Yes” and “That’s right.” 

Fortunately, Miss Ringrande didn’t seem to take any offense. 

If this continued, I might have to help Miss Karina work on her interpersonal skills a bit more when we arrived in the old capital. 

“All right, everyone, please close your eyes for the moment. Don’t open them again until I give the word, if you wouldn’t mind.” 

As we perched on the sofas, we all followed the tour guide’s hushed instructions. She sounded like a veteran staff member at a theme park. 

The suggestion to close our eyes was probably to help our vision adjust to the dark inside the Dreamglow Cavern. 

“Our batfolk navigator Meru will be steering the ship for the captain as we pass through the caverns.” 

After the introduction, a batfolk woman gave a bow. It was the same lady who was in charge of patrolling at night. I’d assumed she was a guard, but evidently she was a navigator as well. 

I surmised the switch was because a batfolk person’s echolocation would make it easier to proceed in the dark of the tunnel. 

“Sound echoes inside the Dreamglow Cavern, so please refrain from making any loud noises.” 

At this warning, Tama and Pochi covered their mouths with both hands. Because they were covering their noses, too, I shifted their hands downward so they wouldn’t suffocate. 

There was a docking station in front of the tunnel’s entrance, and a small boat left it to enter the cavern just ahead of our ship. As it did, it flashed a signal light to the other end of the tunnel. 

After a few short moments, another light flashed back in response from the end. 

Then, the small boat left the tunnel, and our ship folded its sails and proceeded inside. The tunnel was wide enough for only one ship; the signals must have been for traffic control. 

I felt a warm breeze from the tunnel. It was like the kind of thing you’d find in a fairy tale where the tunnel leads into the stomach of some enormous beast. But of course that wasn’t the case. 

Instead, the ship advanced into the passageway safely, and the light from the entrance gradually dimmed. 

Now, I was the only one observing all this with my eyes cracked open. Everyone else obediently kept their eyes closed as the guide had instructed. 

Thanks to the “Light Intensity Adjustment” skill, I was able to adapt to the darkness right away. Now, that was handy. 

Whoa! 

As my eyes quickly adjusted, I was met with an incredible scene. 

Although she couldn’t have sensed my inner surprise, the tour guide chose this moment to give the signal. 

“Now, everyone, please open your eyes slowly! Welcome to the famous Dreamglow Caverns of the Orcs!” 

Though I’d been a step ahead of everyone else, it really was a sight to behold. 

From the ceiling of the cavern down the walls on either side, luminous moss emitted a pale light in all the colors of the rainbow, creating a mystical gradient that enveloped us. The exposed crystals flecked across the walls reflected the lights, adding extra variety to the scene. 

It was like a painting that brilliantly captured the starry sky. 

That alone would have been beautiful enough, but there were also countless firefly-like lights flickering and dancing in the air. 

I’ve seen decorative lighting before, but this really takes it to the next level. 

“Sparklyyy? Floatyyy!” 

“Amazing, sir! Master! Look, it’s ’mazing!” 

Sitting on my left and right, Pochi and Tama grabbed my sleeves and shook them vigorously. They seemed to be a little overstimulated. 

“It’s beautiful.” 

“I’ve never seen anything like it…” 

On the carpet, Arisa and Lulu gazed at the fantastic display as if their souls were leaving their bodies. 

Though I don’t think they were doing it on purpose, the way they were both grabbing my legs was a little painful. 

“It’s pretty, isn’t it? It’s so very lovely. Truly…” 

Watching the lights dance in the air, Mia murmured almost deliriously. That was more talking than she would usually do in a whole day. 

After a dull thud, I turned to see that Liza had dropped her spear against the back of the sofa. 

The sound brought her back to her senses, and she quickly picked it up again. For a moment, everyone else turned toward the source of the sound, but the tunnel quickly stole their attention again. 

Liza ducked her head and apologized, then returned to her characteristic stiff pose; she was clearly embarrassed. Her usual gallant manner was admirable, but it was nice to see her cute side occasionally. 

“Master, I lack the vocabulary to describe the scene. Recommend installation of language set two, I request.” 

What on earth is “language set two”? 

“Don’t worry about that, Nana. Just the word beautiful is enough.” 

“Understood, master. Beautiful.” 

Nana gave a little sigh of admiration as she gazed at the dancing lights. 

It occurred to me that Miss Karina was uncharacteristically quiet. I glanced over and found her gaping in astonishment at the scenery around her, absolutely captivated. 

Eventually, the ship reached the exit of the Dreamglow Cavern. Even the length of two miles didn’t feel like nearly enough. 

Maybe I can come back to see it again with Zena sometime. 

 

“Goooo, Princess!” 

“Captain, now!” 

Miss Ringrande attempted to take off as soon as the ship left the caverns, but the knights begged her to spar with them first. 

She defeated her opponents with ease, then explained to each of them their weak points and how they could improve. 

And now, she was in the middle of her final match, this one against Sir Ipasa. 

The difference between the level-55 Miss Ringrande and the level-33 Sir Ipasa was clear, but since it was a practice match, it ended up being a pretty close fight. Miss Ringrande’s flashy techniques were a sight to behold. 

By comparison, Sir Ipasa’s swordsmanship seemed plain. However, he was actually very steady and efficient with his movements, so he was surprisingly strong on defense. I wished Tama and Pochi could learn to use a sword like him. 

Just watching seemed like a waste. I decided to try imitating him a little. 

I fell back from the circle of spectators and copied Sir Ipasa’s moves, pretending to hold a sword in my hands. 

…Hmm. 

Trying it out myself clarified the meaning behind things like his stance and center of gravity that I couldn’t figure out just by sight. Pretending I was him myself, I fought an imaginary Miss Ringrande with my nonexistent sword. 

> Skill Acquired: “Imitation: Martial Arts” 

To my surprise, I acquired a handy-looking skill in the process, so I activated it right away. 

With the help of the skill, I found I could copy Sir Ipasa’s movements more precisely than before. 

I wanted to keep experimenting, but I had no choice but to stop when the pair’s fight ended. Too bad. 

While I was lamenting the end of my practice time, the circle of people opened, and Miss Ringrande appeared. For some reason, she was advancing on me with an unsettling smile. 

Please don’t look at me like a lion that’s just spotted its next prey. 

“You seemed like you were up to something fun over here. Won’t you be my next opponent?” 

“This man was a savior in the defense of Muno City, you know. And he defeated a lesser hell demon in Gururian City without a scratch! Even you might be in trouble if you’re not careful, Rin.” 

Sir Ipasa popped up behind Miss Ringrande, supplying extra information that only added fuel to the fire. 

“Oh? Sounds like I can look forward to an exciting match, then.” To my dismay, Miss Ringrande licked her lips. 

I considered running away on the spot, but this was a rare opportunity to learn from her swordsmanship. I decided to try my hand without giving myself away. 

“Master, your fairy sword.” 

“Thank you, Lulu.” Lulu seemed anxious as she handed me my sword. I whispered, “It’s all right” and lightly patted her head to reassure her. 

The crowd cheered as I poured magic power into the fairy sword. My main goal was to keep the sword intact, not to strengthen it. 

I could invoke Spellblade if I wasn’t careful, so I paid close attention to how much magic I used. 

“…? Light Defense Hikari Bougyo.” 

When Sir Ipasa’s incantation finished, white light enveloped my and Miss Ringrande’s bodies. 

Guess this is a defensive spell to ensure we don’t hurt each other. 

I thanked Sir Ipasa with a bow. 

Then, my “Sense Danger” skill kicked in. Letting it guide my instincts, I flung myself to one side to escape. 

“Ho-ho. You looked like your guard was down, but apparently not. Why not use that to lure in your opponent and then counterattack?” 

As she advised me, Miss Ringrande drew her arm back from her thrust. 

With a smile as my only reply, I focused on her eyes and footwork, trying to copy her fighting style. 

It was clear to me now why the demon lord I fought claimed that my attacks “rang hollow.” 

Using one’s gaze and footwork to tempt the opponent into attacking, then countering while their guard was down seemed to be an effective strategy. 

To take full advantage of this opportunity, I tried various feints to see what she would fall for, drawing out new tactics with different actions so I could fully understand her fighting style. 

Red sparks flew each time my fairy sword clashed with her magic blade. 

The sparks made it harder to track her. On top of that, my radar and log windows obstructed my vision, making me even more distracted. 

Just as I attempted to turn off the menu display, Miss Ringrande used my momentary lapse to thrust at my blind spot. I might’ve been able to defend against it, but I was concerned that I might break her sword if I did. I took the hit and awaited Sir Ipasa’s refereeing verdict. 

“Winner: Ringrande!” 

A chant of “Ringrande! Ringrande!” echoed from all around. 

“You’re not half bad,” Ringrande remarked, sheathing her sword as she approached. 

A bit of sweat shone on her forehead, and her slightly ragged breath was rather sexy. 

I couldn’t help suspecting that Sara, her younger sister, might grow up to be a similarly sensual beauty. 

“Oh, I still have a great deal to learn. Thank you for your guidance.” 

I shook Miss Ringrande’s extended hand as I thanked her. 

Just then, she gave a little tug, pulling me closer to whisper in my ear. 

“Your black hair and eyes, your features—you’re Japanese like Hayato, aren’t you?” 

So she really did know how to recognize a Japanese person. 

“Yes, that’s correct.” I answered honestly, then elaborated. “My ancestors are Japanese. The name Satou, which originally belonged to a hero, has been passed down through generations. Though his name might not be listed in the hero records of the Saga Empire…” 

This was the backstory I’d been brainstorming since I first learned that Miss Ringrande was a follower of the hero Hayato. 

Nothing I said was a lie, either. My ancestors really were Japanese, and I’d used the character name throughout generations of games. And, of course, there was no Satou recorded in the history of the Saga Empire. 

“I’m told the black-haired girl who travels with me is the great-granddaughter of a Saga Empire hero, as well.” I waved at Lulu, who was looking in our direction with concern. 

“…I see. I thought you might be a summoned hero, but it seems I was mistaken.” Miss Ringrande nodded slowly, ostensibly convinced as she surveyed my group. “Oh? You have a pair of beastfolk children and even an elf—why, it’s the sort of party a hero might have.” 

Ringrande smiled pleasantly at the girls. 

From what Sara had said, I’d gotten the impression that there was some distance between the two sisters, but as far as I could tell, she was a kind and friendly girl. It’d be nice if they could get along, but I’d rather not stick my nose where it didn’t belong. That only ever led to trouble. 

After our match, Miss Ringrande joined us for a lip-smacking lunch of my homemade shrimp tempura. Then she took off for the old capital on her wooden Pegasus with a jaunty wave. 





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