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"Everything is predestined?"

Hattori Heiji froze at that, looking somewhat confused. "What do you mean?"

"It means exactly what it sounds like."

Fujino looked up at the sky above the station platform. "Some things were destined long ago. If the time hasn't come, then even if you try to look for them, they'll be shrouded in fog. Once the time comes, the clouds will naturally part and the clear sky will appear."

Hattori Heiji: "..."

Why does it feel like you said nothing at all?

His face darkened slightly, and he couldn't help complaining, "Could it be that you have no idea either, so you're just saying something inexplicable?"

Then, thinking it over, he felt a little regretful. "Though I suppose that makes sense. After all, it happened so many years ago..."

"Inexplicable only because you don't know."

Fujino chuckled, cutting him off. Then he glanced at Toyama Kazuha beside them and spoke at a volume she could hear. "Speaking of which, the place where we found the Buddha statue seemed to be connected to the map, as well as the names of the streets. I remember Kyoto had some kind of song. If I'd known about it back then, I probably would've figured it out immediately."

"Huh?"

Hattori Heiji looked puzzled. "Why did you suddenly bring that up?"

"Was it a hand-clapping song?"

Kazuha suddenly answered from the side.

"That's the one."

Fujino looked at her and asked, "Can you sing it?"

"I can, I suppose..."

Kazuha thought for a moment, then sang without accompaniment. "I remember it went: 'Marutake ebisu, Oshi Oike, new bride Rokkaku...'"

As her childhood friend and usual bickering partner, Hattori Heiji couldn't help interrupting. "It's not 'new bride.' It's 'older sister,' you idiot."

"What did you call me?"

Toyama Kazuha glared at him and