"It won't take long, just enough to warm up and open the pores on your skin so the essential oil can be absorbed more quickly," Kawashima Miki replied, then continued to squat in front of the small basin, scooping up the essential oil with her hand and adjusting its viscosity.
The sound of her small hands striking the essential oil was like the ocean waves crashing against the rocks on the shore.
Fujiwara Reya listened to the sound, mistily reminded of the seagulls over the Seto Inland Sea.
When he was young, he lived in Shikoku for a while, which was like his second hometown in Japan.
Emperor Shodokan was Shirahane Sagami-bo Great Tengu, and White Peak Mountain was in Shikoku. From the mountain top, one could see the Seto Bridge connecting Shikoku and Kyushu. Back then, as a little boy, he loved climbing to the top at sunset to watch the seagulls circling above the bridge, pecking at each other's beaks.
