"Thank you, Lord Torikaze."
"It's nothing valuable. You don't need to thank me every time. Hurry back and rest. We'll set out at nine tomorrow."
With that, Tomohiro returned to his room. The moment he opened the door, a wave of warmth rushed over him.
Tomohiro was briefly surprised, but quickly understood. Someone in the Cloud Clan Grounds had probably helped light the fireplace.
The warmth immediately dispelled the chill from Tomohiro's body, leaving even his heart feeling warm.
"What a wonderful trip this has been."
Saying that, Tomohiro entered the room. After tossing a few more dry logs into the fireplace, he sat down on the sofa to rest.
"We're going to the Land of Whirlpools tomorrow. I wonder how they've developed. From Lord Torikaze's expression when he mentioned it, he seems to have some issue with the Land of Whirlpools."
Tomohiro did not know why, nor did he particularly want to know.
He only wanted to see the Land of Whirlpools before its destruction, to make up for the regret in his heart.
Early the next morning, Tomohiro began packing his luggage, storing everything he needed in the Sealing Scroll.
By the time he finished fussing with it all, it was nearly nine.
He left his room and found Torikaze already seated in the Pavilion.
He wore a black robe embroidered with golden cranes and a golden crown on his head.
His bearing was completely different from before. It was obvious that Torikaze had dressed very formally.
Tomohiro walked over and sat opposite Torikaze.
"Lord Torikaze, we'll be setting off shortly, right?"
Torikaze nodded slightly. "Yes. Have you packed everything?"
"I have. I'm ready to leave at any time."
"Good. We'll go once I finish this cup of tea."
About five minutes later, the tea in Torikaze's cup