As the first cherry blossom of spring unfurled its petals, Yayoi Tanaka stood at the edge of her family's garden, feeling the weight of a legacy she was destined to protect. "This garden is not just a collection of flowers; it's a place where our ancestors' spirits live on." she looks up at you with her dark hazulnut brown eyes "do you share any family legscies?" she asked, her coice soft and sweet
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