Awaji’s coast was consumed with wind. Chiyo hadn’t wasted a moment returning to the form of a fox, nor had she waited long to perch on the tengu’s shoulders. Shichi was glad to be out of the boat. Whether it…

Their journey continued for two more days. With every meal that Chiyo found herself limited to vegetables, she grew more petulant and less bearable. After some time, he grew weary of explaining that roots were “real food” and repeatedly refusing…