Aoto merely chuckled at those absurd rumors.
Time passed bit by bit like this.
In the blink of an eye, April had passed.
May had arrived.
...
...
Man'en 1 (1860), May 5th——
Edo, Little Ishikawa Hoshimura Willow Street, Shiwei Hall——
Today's Shiwei Hall is bustling.
Outside the hall, Chokata widened the paper sliding door a bit more, then teamed up with Aoto. The two carefully moved a massive rack into the hall, one in front and one behind.
Because the width of this rack was just a bit narrower than the paper sliding door, Aoto and Chokata moved it cautiously to avoid scratching the rack.
After carefully placing the rack at the north end of the hall room, Chokata placed his left hand on his waist and used his right hand to wipe the thin sweat on his forehead: "Alright... let's start arranging the puppets, armor, and weapons. Mr. Tachibana, you wait here; I'll go fetch the puppets."
