Memories of the Land of Whirlpools
"Thank you, Lord Torifu."
"It isn't anything valuable. You don't need to thank me every time. Hurry back and rest. We'll set out at nine o'clock tomorrow."
And so, Tomohiro returned to the house. The moment he opened the door, a wave of warmth rushed over him.
This warmth immediately dispelled the chill throughout Tomohiro's body, warming his heart as well.
The warmth instantly drove the chill from Tomohiro's entire body, and even his heart felt warm.
"What a wonderful trip this has been."
As Tomohiro said that, he entered the house. After tossing a few more pieces of firewood 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. Judging from Lord Torifu's expression when he mentioned it, he seems to have some opinions about the Land of Whirlpools."
Tomohiro was not very clear on why that was, nor did he particularly want to know.
He only wanted to see this Land of Whirlpools that had never been destroyed, and settle the regret in his heart.
Early the next morning, Tomohiro began packing his luggage, placing everything he needed into the Sealing Scroll for safekeeping.
After all that bustle, it was almost nine o'clock.
He left the room and found Torifu already sitting in the pavilion.
He was wearing a black robe embroidered with golden cranes, and a golden crown on his head.
His bearing was completely different from before. It was clear that Torifu was being extremely formal.
Tomohiro walked over and sat across from Torifu.
"Lord Torifu, we'll be setting off shortly, right?"
Torifu nodded slightly. "Mm. Have you finished packing?"
"I have. I can leave at any time."
"Good. Once I finish this cup of tea,