Baimeng pushed open the door, and a childish nursery rhyme drifted into her ears.
"Come, come, come,"
"Let's play temari."
"One, two, three,"
"The temari flies high over the Sacred Sakura."
"Four, five, six,"
"The temari flies high over Mount Yougou."
"Seven, eight, nine,"
"The temari returns to where it began,"
"Right back into little Ayaka's hands."
*Jingle~*
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