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“Then I guess,” she said, stepping toward the sound, “you’d better come with me and make sure I don’t do anything stupid.”

And Hatakeyama Natsuki—the Ferry’s Keeper, the dead boy with the living name—had no choice but to follow. hatakeyama natsuki

It was the same sardine. The one she’d been trying to sell at the Tsukiji outer market before a rogue delivery truck had introduced her to the hood of a Honda. But the fish was wrong. Its scales shimmered with a deep, auroral blue, and when she tilted her head, she could hear a faint humming from inside its silver body. “Then I guess,” she said, stepping toward the

“And who exactly are you?” Natsuki asked. “Then I guess