"...There is a tanuki on Senba Mountain.
The hunter shot it dead with a gun.
Cooked, roasted, and ate it.
Covered it with leaves."
Kanoya and Tsurumi repeated the Temari Song, going through five rounds of the game.
As disciples of Kamiyagawa, both of them were well-versed in the Breath of Aun, and repeatedly jumping back and forth didn't consume much of their stamina.
At this moment, the wind on the field was growing stronger, multiple whirlwinds swept the dust and sand across the ground.
The wind carried a song, still the "Where are you" Temari Song.
But it wasn't the voices of Little Deer and Tsurumi; the layered singing seemed to come from children, ethereal and indistinct, impossible to tell how many children were singing.
Moreover, the strange aura on the playground was getting thicker, so heavy that even the wind couldn't disperse the beastly smell.
The young disciples understood, knowing that tonight's battle plan was successful.
