The wind was howling as the ninjas were traveling again. The weather has not the least bit improved and it seems to appear that a blizzard is approaching. Kakashi, being the central leader, thought that this was rather troublesome for them. If they wouldn't get lost miraculously in the storm, they would probably just slow down, which would cause the delay of catching up with the samurai once more. And if things could get any worse, she could have reached the port where she first landed on the Land of Fire. Although, maybe she wouldn't get too far with a horse slowing her down. That is Kakashi's opinion.

For the others, especially Shikamaru who's a known strategist, they're probably thinking the same. They hope that compared to their speed in traveling and the samurai's, the samurai would be at least two times slower with the horse and weather conditions combined. But if her horse isn't an ordinary horse, then maybe things would be something else.

As they traveled as hours slipped pass, the ninjas soon found themselves at the foot of the mountain. Trees of all sizes grew on the sides, but they obviously left a path open for travelers. Turning to his fellow ninjas, Kakashi motions them to follow and they obeyed his orders without a word from their lips. The mountain they climbed was an easy one, it was as if the path was made to make the journey easy for travelers. 

"Where do you think this leads to?" Naruto asks Kakashi.

The shinobi shrugs.

"Maybe there's a mansion up at the top," he replied.

"But we didn't see any structure on the way up here," the blond boy replied.

"We shall see," said Kakashi. "It wouldn't be a surprise if someone made their home up here to hide from the rest of the world. Everyone is like that nowadays. Well, I can't say nowadays. It's a phenomenon that occurs since the beginning of time. It's nothing strange."

"I guess you're right," Naruto replied.

After a period of time, a *torii gate appears in the ninjas' field of vision. Strangely though, it was painted white instead of red. And once the ninjas found themselves at the very entrance the gate, they saw a long flight of stars. Fog was beginning to surround the mountain, and the ninjas could see that the area below them was clouded and there was no way they would be able to leave the mountain.

The thought of leaving instantly disappeared when water trickled down the stars despite the snowy weather. Immediately everyone was curious and without needing to say a word, they quietly climbed up the mountain stairs. It felt colder with the altitude of the mountain, but the presence of rain on the mountain was really peculiar. It didn't rage. Instead, the rain was calm and gentle. The smell was refreshing and relaxing. The sound of rain beating on the steps calmed their souls.

It wasn't long until a temple appeared at the top. In this instance, everyone began rushing up the steps. And indeed, they saw a temple alright, wet from the rain.

"What is this. . ?" Naruto couldn't believe what he was seeing. Even his friends couldn't say anything. They have never seen a garden as beautiful as the one that surrounded the temple. He could hear the clap of a *sozu that broke the serene silence, along with the splattering sound of rain against the red roof of the temple. The explosion of colors from the flowers that grew so elegantly, and in which were situated in equal and creative regions. Whoever tended the garden was an artist.

Sakura who stood by Naruto was in awe just like everyone else. In her mind, she wondered what kind of jutsu the residents used to protect such a garden—or even the entire temple. It was just like the famed garden in Konoha—alive and striving despite the harsh weather condition. If possible, Sakura (and the rest of the girls, actually) hoped that maybe they could learn the jutsu and share the joy of eternal spring with the rest of the village. Snow isn't all too bad, of course, but the sight of flowers forever blooming would be amazing.

"Who do you think lives in this place," Yamato asks Kakashi.

"Most probably priests," the ninja replied with Obito also waiting for an answer. "Let's go see if there's anyone around. Maybe they could tell us something and show us the way to the closest village. And maybe wait out the blizzard if necessary."

"This is bad," said Obito, his eyebrows scrunching into a frown. "At this rate, we won't be able to catch up with Masashi-san."

"Not necessarily," said Kakashi. "She would have to stop somewhere because of the storm. Otherwise, she might end up freezing to death somewhere." He then turns to them and scratches his head comically. "Unless she actually has a special technique to keep both herself and her horse warm. Then we'd actually be in trouble."

"Shouldn't we just move on?" Obito queried. "Maybe we would be able to find shelter on the way south."

Kakashi nods thoughtfully.

"I agree with you. But we might be able to get some info from this place, I have a feeling she might have passed by here," he explained and approaches the entrance.

Before he could step any further, a bald man dressed in a priest's garb stepped out of the entrance. He had a calm expression on his face, but he donned a friendly smile. He held a string of beads in his hand and a fan as well. The man appeared to be waiting for them.

"Greetings, shinobi of the Hidden Leaf," he said, bowing politely. "I am Suguro Ryuji, the head priest of this temple. Please come inside." 

He motions the visitors towards the left side of the temple where he leads them to a dining hall. There, a feast seemed to just have been prepared awed the ninjas as they indulged themselves in the aroma of fine delicacies. There were all kinds of food on the ebony table, and red cushions were perfectly laid out on the *tatami. By the side of the room, beautiful girls dressed in would be a pair of red hakama and slightly pleated skirt tied with a bow, a white haori. They were attractive enough to send a red color up the boys' neck and faces. They looked like they came from another world. 

The welcome prepared by the residents of the temple caught the shinobi off guard, and they couldn't help but feel suspicious for the well-awaited welcome. It seemed all planned, and it brought the warriors to feel uneasy. Were they being anticipated? If they were, how would the priest know that they were coming? If they were anticipated, why would the residents bother preparing an extravagant feast? Is it a trap? What are they after? Are they scheming something up their sleeve?

The priest suddenly chuckles.

"If you were wondering why and how I knew you were coming is first, I was tipped off by an acquaintance of mine. And secondly, I sensed your presence approaching the mountain," explained the priest, as if he read his visitors' minds. "Don't worry, the food isn't imbued with poison or anything of the sort. Just enjoy the meal prepared."

"We are grateful for the warm welcome you've given us. But we'd like to know who gave you the tip of our arrival," Kakashi quickly queried. "If anything, it's an important asset to our mission."

"That was rather straightforward," Yamato remarked, stunned. Even the rest of the team was astonished with Kakashi's blunt attitude. Nothing they haven't seen before, but nothing usual either. They only have seen him like this when he's excited for something during a mission. Actually it's been several occasions. Obito guessed that he was pretty curious about the samurai as well.

"Well, the one who gave the tip was a samurai. I was the one who showed her the way to Konohagakure," said the priest. "She explained she needed some help. I don't know where she got the idea of asking from your village, but anyone with the right mind would know that only Konoha gives help to other villages. Others are hostile and do not welcome strangers just as how you do."

"Do you know where she's headed?" Kakashi asks.

For a moment the priest was silent and thoughtful. His dark eyes were keen and full of mystery as he scrutinized at the shinobi. He saw that they were all eager and anxious for his answer, and some of them were pretty suspicious of him. The priest could tell that they were really skilled shinobi who also have a lot of potential as well.

The man turns back to the squad's team captain.

"The samurai revealed nothing to inform you of her whereabouts. But, knowing that Konoha has been a friend and ally to many, I'll trust that you are not after her for malicious reasons. Perhaps I would be able to show you the way of where she has ventured. But can you not wait until after a meal?" He asks with a  hopeful tone.

Kakashi turns to his comrades, and sees determined faces instead of hungry ones. He knew what he wanted in an instant. And so did the priest, and it brought a smile on his face.

So without anything more else to say, he ushers them to follow him.

The rain had stopped pouring, but water on the trees, plants, and from the roof trickled down. They splattered on the puddles on the ground, and the sound was the cause of relaxing sensation. Other than water trickling, the air was silent, and the clap of the sozu echoed throughout the sanctuary. The peace was captivating. Even the shinobi of the Village Hidden in the Leaves were captivated by it. They couldn't understand the strange feeling in the atmosphere. It was as though the temple was made to make a man's worry disappear into thin air.

Obito breathed deeply, sucking in the cool air up his nostrils. He loved it, the feeling of ease without any tension. He felt excited, too, actually. When he watched the priest step out among the plants he knew instantly that the priest was in no way an ordinary man. After all, although he may be responsible for the justu that allowed them an escape from the cold winter, the aura he emitted belonged to a dangerous and powerful man.

A hum from the wind brought the man into a song. His booming voice resonated through the entire temple, and it even mysteriously reverberated in the hearts of those who were listening. The priest's audience were instantly mesmerized. They felt like the entire mountain was singing with him. Then suddenly as he was singing, more voices joined in chorus. They were women's voices, and they were accompanied by the sound of stringed and wind instruments. A boom of a drum rumbled every few seconds, which resonated with the beating hearts of the listeners. 

His song lasted for a few minutes, and at the moment of the finale the ninjas noticed the plants, the trees, and even the water's ripples point at a direction that filled them with awe. The shinobi marveled at all this, and it brought a smile to the priest's face. He saw that the direction pointed southward to the west. It pointed to the Dakukiri Mountains where souls are lost when they fall off the mountains' cliffs or edges.

"Looks like your samurai is heading at that direction," said the priest, pointing at the direction the leaves were pointing at.

Everyone seemed speechless.

"How did you do that?!" Ino exclaimed, covering her mouth from astonishment.

"I heard voices aside from yours!" Exclaimed an astonished Choji. "They sounded like angels! And the music! It was amazing!"

The priest chuckled.

"My daughters actually joined me," he exclaimed calmly, ruining the fantasies the shinobi had in their heads. "When I open into a song, they would instantly join me into singing for and with the mountain. In this way, it is more effective especially if the person you're looking for is away in a far distance. The samurai is moving towards the Dakukiri Mountains. It's not that far from here."

Even Kiba himself couldn't keep quiet. "Your song! It made the trees—"

"Move?" The priest chuckled. "Yes, they moved. It's a special technique taught here at the temple. Using the song, anyone would be able to get to the place they need or want to. But they'll need to connect themselves with nature, similar to how selected shinobi who dedicate themselves into studying senjutsu. The people from the Land of the Rising Sun are religious in connecting themselves with nature."

"Are you from the Land of the Rising Sun?" Sasuke asks, giving the priest a glare. His question instantly perked the curiosity of the other shinobi, especially his best friend Naruto. The priest didn't seem to be the least bothered by his question, surprisingly. He seemed more amused, instead.

"Now aren't you a sharp, lad," chuckled the priest. "Yes, I am. Everyone here practically is from the Land of the Rising Sun. Be careful with the woman you're pursuing. She looks like a troubled soul."

* * * * * * * *

Light gleamed from the horizon, and it shone a blinding light. It was the first light to shine in the middle of winter, and the first time for the snow to stop falling. The light beyond the horizon shone right by the edge of the clouds, which caused a shadow right behind the mountain. The dark side of the mountain held on to the cold  air which weighed heavily on the travelers' shoulders and chilled them to the bone. 

For the past many hours, the shinobi from Konohagakure went through the mountains by the hanging bridges that connected the close mountains to one another. The bridges were known for being strong and sturdy, but they were rocky to travel on. The shinobi were dashing the mountain side as they hurried. Thanks to the meal they had for dinner and breakfast at the temple, the team felt as if their energy was fully revitalized. Everyone was in a pretty good and eager mood as well. Some were pretty excited and motivated, especially when the priest told them that they were catching up to the samurai Masashi Yoshie.

Naruto himself was pretty excited, putting aside the thrill the girls felt. He wore a wide grin on his face as he pictured seeing the samurai again. Deep inside his heart, he took note of the priest's words about Yoshie. He truly wanted to help her, and maybe at the end of all of this he could see a smile on her lips.

In a while the teams Kakashi led stood close to the mountain where the hanging bridges began. He assembled them to lay out the plan he had in mind. He took note that they didn't notice the samurai as they were traveling, and mysteriously the path they took didn't bear any signs of hoof prints. It could be that the samurai had actually passed through the night if she was in a hurry. After all, there was a halt of the storm during the previous night. But still, no sign of hoof prints.

He wasn't the only one who had noticed. It disturbed everyone, and they hoped nothing happened to her. But they had to move on, she might have already crossed. Turning to his teammates, Kakashi crosses his arms with narrowed eyes.

"Since we consist of three teams, one of us should stay and wait here," said the shinobi, and he hands wireless ear pieces to his teammates. "In case, Masashi-san has not crossed the bridge and possibly might have rested in a cave near here somewhere." He turns to Kiba. "Have you and Akamaru smelled anything yet?"

"To be honest, no, we didn't catch the sent of Masashi-san," said Kiba, scratching the back of his head. "And remember we couldn't take note of the smell of her horse. The stable where Masashi-san's horse stayed in was cleaned up before we could familiarize ourselves with the scent."

"Masashi-san must have taken drastic measures to leave no traces," said Shino, finally speaking up. "I would like to stay with the team who'll wait here. I might be able to explore the caves here as it is quite mountainous. I'd like to be thorough of our search for her."

"Alright, Shino," replied Kakashi. "We'll have Kiba and Hinata accompany you, and Yamato will be your captain."

"And the rest of us?" Sakura asks.

"Obito." Kakashi turns to the other captain. "You captain the other team, Shikamaru, Ino, and Choji. You will post in the mountain there—" Kakashi points at the mountain closest to them, "—and watch if there's anything weird. The rest of us will cross through the hanging bridge and see if Masashi-san has crossed."

Kakashi glances at the shinobi around him.

"Once we cross the bridge and not find her, we'll give you a signal. The same goes if we find her," said Kakashi. "Let's go!"

Instantly the teams separated, and they dashed for their assigned goals. But Hinata, once Naruto disappeared into the white trees, felt an unsettling, uncomfortable feeling that made her sick to her stomach. But she couldn't make any sense of it. The girl just wished him good luck to the depths of her heart.

The black-haired member of Team Kakashi seemed unsettled as well. He felt a dangerous aura in the air as he leaped through the trees with Naruto, Kakashi, and Sakura right beside him. Snow fell from the trees from each landing he made on the massive tree branches. They would land on the ground in piles of soft crystallized water with a soft thud. He tried comprehending the entire situation through logic and instincts, because he knew that little information during a mission could lead them into the wrong path.

He wondered and wondered, but no matter how hard he thought about it the entire scenario was beyond his understanding. Maybe the samurai was sent by her country's shogun, or maybe the 'hokage' figure from her village. But the woman mentioned no name aside from herself and the name of her country. She mentioned no village or any other individual. It seemed to fishy, and she seemed too untrustworthy. But whatever it was, Sasuke decided to see it through without getting anyone in the team in danger.

Sakura who ran beside him thought the same, but she refused to doubt the samurai's integrity. She had decided to take the priest's words to heart, and turned to the one she cared so much for.

"Sasuke-kun," Sakura called.

Sasuke's calm face turns to the kunoichi.

"What is it, Sakura?" He asks, his eyebrow raised slightly.

For a moment Sakura felt hesitant to ask him what he thought about, and she suddenly felt that opening a topic about it was not a good idea. So, she just shook her head at him and smiled. "No, it's nothing. You just seemed deep in thought."

Sasuke smiles slightly, making the girl's face flush.

"It's okay, Sakura," he said. "Let's just focus on our mission and stop thinking of trivial things. Yes, I understand that some of us just happened to become more than concerned for Masashi-san, but we have to remember that she's still a stranger to us. We know nothing about her, so it should be wise for us to be a little more wary about her. Just to be on the safe side."

Sakura nods.

"Yes," she replies. Somehow, she felt a little disappointed of his answer. But a smile curled when she felt his hand on her head.

Suddenly Sasuke's warm expression became stern, and he quickly halted with his hand around Sakura's wrist. Kakashi and Naruto quickly stopped at their tracks as well, instantly understanding that their comrade has sensed something.

"What is it?" Kakashi asks as Naruto gulped.

"I sense someone ahead of us," said Sasuke, and he readies his sword. "He seemed to have a hostile presence."

The three other shinobi with instantly drew their kunai, and cautiously they jumped from tree to tree too see who stood at the other side of the forest. They didn't realize that they had reached a cliff where the hanging bridges begin, and the sudden sign of hoof prints on the snow-covered ground alarmed them. Kakashi makes no move to signal the other teams, because he wanted to see who they've finally caught up to. He felt confused when Sasuke suddenly spoke up about a presence; he should've sensed it.

For some reason, the shinobi felt uneasy and their hearts throbbed anxiously. Peering through the white leaves of the forest, their eyes widened when a black samurai appeared in their midst. His armor was as black as ebony, and on his side were two katanas that also were painted black. His head was covered with a helmet with fierce some horns, which seemed to go perfectly well with his demonic vibe. The man sat on the black saddle fastened on his horse; the animal as dark as the night. It whinnied fiercely, with eyes as red as blood.

The samurai seemed to scrutinize the bridge ahead of him, as if he was hesitant to cross at all. He and his stallion were patiently waiting by the cliff, and the light along the horizon made them appear like shadows.

Hatred for the samurai burned in Naruto's heart, and the look on his face crunched up into a fierce burning glare. Jiraiya's voice explaining what had happened in the Land of the Rising Sun echoed through his eardrums, and it seemed to drive him insane. He could no longer hear the voice of his companions; the only thing he could hear were the cries of sorrow that echoed through villages where the samurai destroyed. His imagination was so great, chakra from the demon inside of him began to boil inside.

His friends had to restrain him before he feels the urge to pounce out. They empathized with him, but they had to wait for their captain's instructions. Sasuke quickly tried to read the mind of the samurai but he somehow couldn't. He felt like the samurai's mind was shielded with something. It infuriated him.

"Sensei, I can't figure out what that samurai is thinking," said Sasuke, glancing to Kakashi who also seemed to ponder.

"I tried as well," said the man. "But I couldn't get anything. I'll see if this samurai is friend or foe, and once we get to confirm that let's signal the others."

Sasuke and Sakura obediently nod.

With that, Kakashi quickly instructed his students for an ambush. He assigned Sasuke to lead it since the shinobi was skilled in swordsmanship. If the samurai was a serious threat, he should give Sasuke a hard time. Kakashi then instructs Naruto to hold back from using too much power from the demon, and has Sakura make sure that once Sasuke gives her an opening, she will have to knock the samurai off his horse and possibly knock him out. Kakashi informs them that he would serve as Sasuke's back up and also tells Naruto that if necessary, he would exchange with Sakura. His jutsus might serve more effective if ever.

Afterwards, the four separated, and Sasuke wasted no time pulling out his *chokuto and wrapped it with lightning. Though he was as silent as the wind, the black samurai turned his head which revealed a face of a red demon. The samurai also pulls out a black colored blade, but a dagger to be exact, to counter with Sasuke's blade. The boy gasps when the dagger managed to hold him back, and terrified him more so when the samurai held him back with ease.

Sasuke quickly pulls back when his eyes caught the samurai's other hand on the hilt of one of his katanas. The shinobi had activated his sharingan to aid him in his battle, and he became determined to take the samurai down.

Annoyed to have been disturbed during his quiet journey, the black samurai said nothing and steps down from his stallion who whinnied angrily at Sasuke. Once on the ground, he gestures the horse to the bridge and then slaps it from behind without any warning. Instantly the horse broke into a gallop and the bridge managed to hold up its weight. Sasuke was mystified; the horse was fearless enough to actually cross the bridge by itself. But his curiosity about the horse was quickly interrupted by the attack the samurai pulled on him.

The black blade of the samurai swung left and right, sometimes in a horizontal manner and sometimes in a diagonal manner. He was swift with his attacks, and they were enough to give Sasuke gashes on his body. Infuriated with embarrassment, Sasuke swung his sword back at the samurai. Sparks flew as their swords clashed against each other, and they pushed their blades with all their strength. The shinobi quickly turns to attack with his high agility, maybe he'd be able to get the upper hand since the samurai donned heavy armor.

In an instant, he pulled back and dashed to attack the samurai from behind. But the samurai was able to block his blade with ease. They continue to par as Sasuke fought to find weak spots on the samurai, but his opponent defended himself well. Though he didn't move as much as Sasuke did, he managed to hold off the samurai without letting the shinobi give him a single graze on his armor.

The other three stood by the trees with stupefied expressions on their faces. And it scared them even more when Sasuke only had one arm. He lost an arm when he and Naruto fought to settle their rivalry. Naruto lost an arm as well, but it was restored thanks to the demon inside of him.

Naruto and the others clearly saw that the samurai had the upper hand as he had both of his arms whilst Sasuke only had one. The blond boy couldn't take any more of the battle he was seeing and decided to disobey his sensei and help his best friend out. But Kakashi stops him, and told him and Sakura to signal the others.

Their sensei jumps in to help Sasuke out. He made it right in the moment when the samurai swung his katana swiftly at Sasuke, and since Kakashi was in his place the shinobi was sent crashing into the mountain. The shinobi gasps out in pain, but he quickly recovered his wits when he saw how merciless the samurai was. The red-faced demon samurai managed to disarm Sasuke and gave the boy a powerful kick in the stomach that sent the boy flying into the snow behind him. Turning to the team captain, the samurai grabs the chokuto which Sasuke dropped, and quickly pins the captain to the mountain.

Kakashi cries in pain as the blade drove through his shoulder, and he glared at the black samurai before him. His eyes widened and his face paled when a familiar flashing light shone before his eyes. The samurai notices as well and turns. Behind him, Naruto and his clones were readied with countless balls of burning light. Their power reverberated throughout the mountain, and it caused boulders to tumble down the mountainside. Kakashi, panicked, tries to pry off the sword from him but to no avail. Sakura then appears beside him and pulls the sword out, surprising Kakashi.

"Sakura, did you signal the others," Kakashi asks as blood oozed down his head.

Sakura nods, and takes her teacher to safety.

"Yes, sensei," she said. "They should be here soon."

"Where's Sasuke?"

"He's in the forest," said Sakura. "He's not too badly hurt, but he was knocked unconscious with the kick he got."

Sakura's teacher's eyes widened when he realized that Naruto was left to battle with the samurai. He and Sakura were back in the forest now with Sasuke, who lay hurt in the snow. Without much of a thought, Kakashi quickly orders Sakura to take care of their hurt comrade, and went after Naruto with Sakura's voice trying to call him back.

Meanwhile Naruto continued to throw his rasengan at the samurai. But the samurai simply pushes his hands away, enough for Naruto to crash into something else if the jutsu doesn't disappear. It wasn't long until Naruto ran out of rasengan, so he quickly made more clones to create more.

But the samurai has had it with his techniques. He pulls back and swung his katana at Naruto's throat swiftly, fast enough that Naruto didn't know how to react. Before the katana could slice his head off, Kakashi jumps at Naruto and shields him without any regard of himself.

Blood instantly splattered on the cold, white snow, and more dripped from the black blade of the samurai. 

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*torii (鳥居, literally bird abode) is a traditional Japanese gate most commonly found at the entrance of or within a Shinto shrine, where it symbolically marks the transition from the profane to the sacred (see sacred-profane dichotomy). The presence of a torii at the entrance is usually the simplest way to identify Shinto shrines, and a small torii icon represents them on Japanese road maps. They are however a common sight at Japanese Buddhist temples too, where they stand at the entrance of the temple's own shrine, called chinjusha (鎮守社, tutelary god shrine) and are usually very small.

Their first appearance in Japan can be reliably pinpointed to at least the mid-Heian period because they are mentioned in a text written in 922. The oldest existing stone torii was built in the 12th century and belongs to a Hachiman Shrine in Yamagata prefecture. The oldest wooden torii is a ryōbu torii (see description below) at Kubō Hachiman Shrine in Yamanashi prefecture built in 1535.

Torii were traditionally made from wood or stone, but today they can be also made of reinforced concrete, copper, stainless steel or other materials. They are usually either unpainted or painted vermilion with a black upper lintel. Inari shrines typically have many torii because those who have been successful in business often donate in gratitude a torii to Inari, kami of fertility and industry. Fushimi Inari-taisha in Kyoto has thousands of such torii, each bearing the donor's name.

*sōzu (添水) is a type of water fountain used in Japanese gardens. It consists of a segmented tube, usually of bamboo, pivoted to one side of its balance point. At rest, its heavier end is down and resting against a rock. A trickle of water into the upper end of the tube accumulates and eventually moves the tube's centre of gravity past the pivot, causing the tube to rotate and dump out the water. The heavier end then falls back against the rock, making a sharp sound, and the cycle repeats. This noise is intended to startle any herbivores such as deer or boars which may be grazing on the plants in the garden.

*tatami (畳) is a type of mat used as a flooring material in traditional Japanese-style rooms. Traditionally made using rice straw to form the core, the cores of contemporary tatami are sometimes composed of compressed wood chip boards or polystyrene foam. With a covering of woven soft rush (igusa 藺草) straw, tatami are made in standard sizes, with the length exactly twice the width, an aspect ratio of 2:1. Usually, on the long sides, they have edging (heri 縁) of brocade or plain cloth, although some tatami have no edging.

*chokutō (直刀, "straight sword") is a straight, one-edged Japanese sword that was produced prior to the 10th century. Its basic style is likely derived from similar swords of ancient China. Chokutō were used on foot for stabbing or slashing and were worn hung from the waist. Until the Heian period such swords were called tachi (大刀), which should not be confused with tachi written as 太刀 referring to curved swords.

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