"Oh, by the way, there is something I got from his kimono." Old Kutetso walked over to the table by the door, pulled out a crimson pouch, and handed it to Reiku.
Reiku looked up at Old Kutetso and took the pouch in his hand.
"Thank you very much," Reiku gave the pouch a close inspection. The instant he accepted it, he experienced an odd aching in his chest that he couldn't explain.
Reiku experienced a sense of connection to the pouch. He took a deep breath and opened it. When he realized what was inside, his eyes widened and his palm began to tremble; it was a hairpin with a red rose pattern he was familiar with.
Old Kutetso saw the tremendous astonishment on Reiku's face and questioned worriedly, "Is there a problem, Master Reiku?" He was just about to grab Reiku by the shoulder w
