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A year passed, me and Hana continued to play in the park together and exploring together. There was a time where we found something strange though.

It was in the middle of december, snow was falling, and the only thing stopping us from postponing our quest to explore is because of our thick coats and our curiosity. We agreed to go to the more secluded area in Namimori, a street called Mori, named after the fact that it's the nearest to the forest surrounding Namimori.

We did our best to walk through the street while heaps of snow kept on falling, and as I observed the neighborhood, I noticed that the houses that decorated the path seems more older and more traditional, with shoji doors and large yards around them.

Hana tugged my hand gently, distracting me from looking at the houses. Her eyes focused on the direction of a small shop tucked into an alleyway, but it seems more modern looking that the rest of the street.

"Let's go to that shop, it seems warm, and we can look around?" Hana asked, turning her face to me, curiosity in her face. I nodded, a little surprised by how I didn't notice the place before.

The door jingles as we walked in, a strange aura of peace permates the room. The storekeeper seems to be absent, no one is in the cash register, but a sign that reads 'Will be back in a moment!' is.

"Let's take a look around, just don't go too far okay?" I was a little bit worried, there is something strange about this place, not bad, but not good either.

Hana nods distractedly, examining a jar full of what seems to be blue colored fireflies. With a suspicious look directed at the jar of fireflies, I turned and picked a random direction to browse.

There was a large stock of strange things on the shelves, from small statues that seems to glow, a levitating tree, and a small crystal ball that has changing weather in it. By that point, I'm pretty much convinced that the store owner is either a highly skilled Flame user or a Wizard/Witch.

Both option is completely terrifiying in its own right.

Besides, I got a feeling that I know who owns this place, but I can't place it...

Shaking my head to get rid of the musings, I then continued to scan the shelves for more interesting things. Suddenly, just as I finished that thought, my eyes caught to a book, the only book I came across in this shop.

As I stepped closer, the title of the book slowly became readable. As I take the book in my hand and observed it more closely, I murmured, "'Soul Flames and their Types'" how odd that I find this in here?

The book cover is an intricate design of the Flame Types' itself, a cloud, the sun, lightning, a rain cloud, mist, and in the background, a storm. All encompassed by the sky.

Moving on from the beautifuly designed cover, I skimmed the page, landing on a description of Flames.

'Soul Flames, or more commonly, Flames, are a type of power that is commonly agreed to have originated from the soul of a person. These power have manifested in the appearance of fire that usually came from the hands, although, there has been recordings of people that can manifest them in different parts of their bodies.'

So far, the description is what the original canon has explained already. But, there's something nagging my brain, a hunch that I had thought of before, but never quite believing it.

It's at the description of Sky Flames, that I found what's different.

'Sky Flames, a rare type of Flame that is rumoured to manifest only to the people who deserve to wield it. Scientists believe that Sky Flames is a combination of all other Flames, capable of using all of the other Flames' abilities. Making the Sky Flame the most powerful Flame, only if it is used correctly, however.

My eyes are wide with disbelief by the time I was reading the last sentence. My guess was right, this is an alternative universe I've been born in, with a female Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"Enjoying the book?" the amused drawl that came from behind me almost made me jump out of my skin.

I turned around, only to catch sight of someone that makes a chill run down my spine.

"Kawahira." the name slipped out of my tongue without my permission, my hand raised to cover my mouth, but it was too late.

When I tilted my head to look at him, he was observing me, eyes that look far too old for his body looking like he was dissecting me.

Finally after what feels like hours, he smiled, it was strange, not fitting with the emotions on his eyes.

He picked the book from my hand, I didn't even realized that I was still holding it. "It's different than what you exexpected, right?" he asked, eyes locked at the book in his hand than on me.

I opened my mouth to ask how did you know? but he silenced me by saying.

"You are not the only person who have died and came here. Others have been here before, looking for answers," here he gazed at me, "answers that I don't have."

He let out a sigh, "I can only help you find them." Kawahira handed the book to me, faintly smiling, "Here, you can have it."

Kawahira turns, heading to leave when I called out. "What's the catch?" he would never give me help without wanting something in return.

He stopped, without turning his head, he said, "If I wanted a favour, you will need to help me." I opneden my mouth, ready to object, when he disappeared. Gone, just disappeared into the air.

I closed my mouth with a click, looking at the book in my hands, filled with all of the knowledge I needed. When Hana came, her face is calm, although the one that alerted me that something was wrong is how tightly she clenched her jaw, and how she speaks in an abrupt tone.

"Let's go home. Now." she wrapped her hand around my wrist and dragged me outside, not even sparing a glance at the still empty cash register.

It's not until we were outside that she let go of my wrist, I winched a little, rubbing my wrist in an effort to get rid of the small pain.

"What was that about?" I asked, still cradling the book in my hands. She turned to look at me, and for a minute, she doesn't say anything, just observing me closely. Then she shook her head, "Nothing, it's just nothing."

I raised my eyebrow, not believing. Whatever made her to practically run out of the shop, must be qualified for something. But, I'm not going to press, she can be stubborn when she wants to. And by the way she looked at me, she doesn't want me to ever know.

So I just sighed and took her hand with mine, my other hand keeping a safe hold on the book. Hana seemed to just notice the book, brows furrowed in confusion before I shoot her a look that make her roll her eyes.

"Let's go home then, I'll tell you about this," I gestured to the book, "later." Hana nodded in assent, tugging at my hand to move faster.

I giggled, and walked faster, the snow around us no longer an obstacle.

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A/N: Sorry sorry so sorry by how long I took to upload this, school is beating me up and I've been procrastinating so much it's kinda sad. Anyway, thank you so much on 100 favorites and I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Hopefully, another one can came soon.

-Nesia24